Rolling around—

The flat-panel carts filled with gangsters were rolled on the uneven ground, making a heavy friction sound. The short Slots walked in front to lead the way, while Curt pushed the cart through the alleys in the old city.

Pushing these gangsters who were piled up like corpses through the streets is not a joke. After scaring away several passers-by, Curt finally decided to spend money to get a heavy piece of cloth to cover up the true appearance of these "cargo" carried in the car.

"Turn left at the intersection in front and walk into the back alley."

The short man limped beside the cart seemed to have had enough of the strange eyes of the residents. After walking for a while, he began to dosage and choose to deviate from the alleys on the main street. Although it was impossible to be completely ignored, he tried his best to let the group avoid everyone's gaze.

From now on, what appears before us is a path with no trace. The building at the end of the path seems to be the destination of the two of them. It is an old house with a long history, with a gloomy appearance like a monastery in the Old Continent.

Stopped, the short man pointed at the closed black door in front with his finger: "No. 258 Hamill Street, although there is no sign for the clinic, it is indeed here."

This is the "clinic"? Curt looked at the room with doubt.

The brick and wood walls contain carvings from the past, but the cracks on the wall are as dense as capillaries. The iron lamp hanging on the wall is hanging loosely, and the decorated door signs are covered with rust under the wind erosion of time. Just looking at them, the nose seems to be filled with the smell of mold.

"It's really a good clinic." Curt muttered. The old house in front of him looked dilapidated and used as a clinic seemed so abrupt. "At that time, I thought this clinic made a lot of money in dealing with you guys, but I didn't expect it to be in such a house."

As a haunted house, it is qualified, but as a clinic, there is no image at all. If it weren't for the short one, Curt wouldn't have thought that such a house that was like an abandoned house at the end of a maze-like alley would be an underground clinic that has always provided treatment for the Slots.

"I smelled blood. Are you going to find Carlota?" The two of them added a car of wounded men to the intersection of the trail and were stopped by a rough voice. "Hmph, a car of wounded men... It seems that your people were beaten very badly this time, Nicolas."

With a low laugh of mocking, the closed door suddenly opened, and a burly man with dark skin poked out from it. He stared at the young man named Nicolas and the freight cart covered by Curt with heavy fabric.

This great man is not an ordinary human species. He should be the "Gulinius" who lives in the wastelands of the Dark Continent. He is an uncivilized race that still adheres to the ancient order. The most representative one is their bodies far beyond ordinary people and their sharp fangs that pop out slightly from their mouths.

They grow on the barren and cold wilderness, which naturally gives them a strong body. Because she is so brave and good at fighting but not good at thinking, some people call them "barbarians" - although they themselves do not think they are "barbarous".

The huge body and the lumpy muscles, those gangsters who used body enhancers, were not as big as his body. Now he just stood beside the road with a slightly arched body and was already much taller than most people. If he stood up straight with his chest and his head raised, he would probably be as tall as one and a half.

This strong man from Gulinius was wearing a "cloth" that looked like he draped cloth directly on his body, and the fabric was decorated with rough brushwork. His long dark brown hair was tied into a braid. The structure was so complicated that it made people feel troublesome. The exposed dark skin was painted with strange patterns.

Such a giant man with Gulinius style stood on the streets of Catris, and immediately filled the surroundings with a disharmonious atmosphere. Of course, the Empire recognized Gulinius's citizenship, so there was no problem with them appearing here - the strange thing was just the atmosphere around him.

"This matter is gone... Let's go in now." There was no response to the strong man's ridicule. The short man named Nicolas said with some irritation, "These guys have been given a problem medicine, and I must let them get treatment as soon as possible."

After saying these words, he planned to walk into the depths of the alley.

But the strong man suddenly stopped him with one hand: "Of course you can go in, and the guys lying in the car are the same. After all, Carlota has already made an appointment with you to provide medical treatment for you... But I don't remember this agreement that includes bringing this kind of thing closer."

He suddenly approached Curt, his muscles tensed, completely like a big enemy. The pair of dark brown eyes, which were as sharp as a sharp blade, stared at Curt tightly, and the eyes revealed a look of alertness and suspicion.

Gulinius is an outstanding warrior, but his body has a relatively small amount of magic, so they are not good at using spells. Perhaps for this reason, they do not like some unnatural things that are difficult to understand. In addition to spells, engineering is also a good example.

Perhaps as a compensation for the lack of spell casting ability, Gulinius's physical ability - whether it is strength, endurance, vision or smell, is obviously above ordinary people. Perhaps he felt something in Curt, and he burst out with murderous aura unilaterally and tentatively.

"I really didn't expect that you are still recommended... This is my first time visiting, and of course I'm not an acquaintance." Curt smiled quite gently, ignoring all the murderous aura emitted by the strong man. "But someone said 'I've been born again and again', and there will be a first time doing anything."

This Gulinius is like a doorman in this clinic. These barbarians who entered civilized society cannot live according to their ancient traditions. They must find fixed careers in exchange for the necessary funds to maintain their lives. They are outstanding warriors, so most of them are mercenaries or guards that allow themselves to perform their talents - but a few have become sabotagers who lack thought.

This Gulinius is not as stubborn as those who have encountered in the past. Even the barbarians in urban life will be transformed into smart. His current attitude seems to be to test himself, but Curt does not intend to conflict with him, but he just keeps ignoring the threat he releases.

Cruff—The black door at the end of the alley made a terrifying sound and slowly opened.

A middle-aged man walked out of the gate slowly, his face looking very pale. The man had several scars on his face, wearing a high-end black jacket and leather shoes, probably back from the battlefield. His left arm disappeared, leaving only a sleeve shaking emptyly.

"Then, Dr. Carlota, that's all I'll say about this. I'll come to you tomorrow afternoon..."

The man lowered his head and bowed to someone standing in the door, and walked out slowly. After a while, he was like he had never seen these people and things blocking the alley at all, crossing straight past the few people who were still confronting each other, and then disappeared into the complex labyrinth of the alley.

After the man walked away, the thick black door was opened. What came out of the room was a strong man with white hair and beard. To be precise, it should be an old Gulinius. Under his aging face, there was a strong body covered with scars.

When he was young, Gulinius must have been an extremely powerful warrior - Curt had this feeling. Even now he is old, his body still retains considerable strength. If possible, Curt really wants to fight him, who is in his prime.

It’s a pity that now is not the time to think about this.

He spoke to the strong man in a language that Curt had never heard before for a while before he turned to imperial language and said, "Come in, don't leave the wounded to lie there like that. Don't stand there either. I don't have any extra staff here, you have to transport them to the bed yourself."

From his tone, he was the head of the clinic. The Gulinius people also have unique research on medicine and treatment. In order to survive, they will effectively utilize all resources - but they open an underground clinic in Katris City to provide medical services to the gangsters in Slot and other introduced people. This is unheard of and unprecedented.

Curt looked at his watch and it was exactly 4:30 in the afternoon. The gangsters in this car went from the onset of symptoms to being knocked down and then transported here. It was almost two o'clock. Curt didn't know how much the residual body enhancer on their bodies affected their bodies, but he couldn't delay it any longer.

The strong man, who had no idea of ​​his name, quickly took action after receiving the order from the old Gulinius named Carlota. He grabbed a gangster with one hand, put them roughly under his armpits, and sent them into a clinic not far away.

It was also funny to see this rough transport of Facot. No matter how it was, it was indeed quite efficient. Unfortunately, he did not have the strong man's burly body, so he could not easily transport the injured. He could only pick up a gangster and carry them behind his back, speed up his pace and send them to the designated location of Carlota.

This was the first time Curt entered the clinic run by Gulinius, and it felt like everything was so fresh. The interior of the house was not as worn as the outside, but various items with obvious Gulinius style were placed everywhere, which made the space look a bit chaotic.

There is a slight aroma of herbs floating in the air in the clinic, and various semi-finished products that are still being made are randomly placed in free positions. The outside and inside of this room are like two different worlds, with a modern civilized society on the outside and an ancient hospital in the past.
Chapter completed!