CHAPTER 1333: CHAPTER 1332: THE SCENT OF BLOOD

"Has something happened in the tribe? Why is there such a strong smell of blood?"

When Xiu Yan furrowed his brows slightly, his presence was imposing, making the orcs tense up.

"What happened in the tribe? What’s going on?"

Upon hearing the question, the orc immediately recounted what had happened with Pierre and the others earlier.

Xiu Yan’s face was grim, and Casa’s eyes also turned deep.

"The prey we hunted is just behind us. Call a few orcs to carry them back."

After speaking, the two beasts dashed like the wind towards the open area of the tribe.

At that moment, Ji Nuan and Harry had already treated nearly half of the injured orcs.

The orcs’ injuries heal quickly, but if they don’t act fast, once the bones knit together, they’ll suffer again.

As soon as Xiu Yan and Casa reached the clearing, they saw the grass shed where the two Shaman masters were busy working.

Ji Nuan wiped his sweat and noticed the tall figures of the two orcs: "Brother Xiu Yan, come and help."

Ever since they set out to travel, whenever Ji Nuan was treating someone, Xiu Yan would assist by his side.

Xiu Yan pressed his lips together, scooped some boiling water from the pot into a basin, washed his hands clean, and then came over to help.

Casa saw this, turned, and left. He couldn’t help much with the treatment tasks, so it was better to process the newly hunted beasts. It looked like they’d have to share tonight’s food with the Bitter Tribe.

The hunted beasts amounted to only five, likely not enough to feed the entire tribe.

By afternoon, the Hunting Team led by Luo Gan also returned, but their haul today was less than yesterday.

Upon learning what happened in the tribe, the beasts’ spirits were low, especially since the old grudge with Pierre made Luo Gan and his orcs despise him more.

"Now that you’ve returned, go patrol. I’ll take the orcs out to hunt some more prey."

Upon hearing Casa’s words, Luo Gan nodded: "Alright, don’t worry."

The sky wasn’t completely dark yet, but many wild beasts had already started appearing.

Casa and the orcs hadn’t been out for long before they hunted a few carnivorous beasts in the surrounding forest.

"This should do. Let’s head back, it’s about to get dark."

The forest at night is treacherous, with many powerful beasts only coming out to hunt at night.

After returning to the tribe, they arranged for the orcs to clean the prey, distribute food, and then prepare the food together with Luo Gan.

The habit of eating food cooked by Shaman Ji Nuan and others had influenced Harry and his beasts; they no longer ate raw food or drank untreated water.

Although the orcs’ cooking was simple, consisting of roasted meat and meat soup, Ji Nuan and the others slurped several bowls down. They were truly famished from treating the injured all day without stopping to eat.

The treatment continued until early the next morning. After setting the last orc’s leg bone, Ji Nuan felt his limbs trembling, fatigue crashing over him like waves.

After a quick wash, he returned to his room and fell asleep immediately.

On the other side, Pierre had really become a "tragedy."

A group of orcs, bruised and battered, carried him back to the tribe. Pierre drifted in and out of consciousness due to the severe pain several times.

Their return drew the attention of all the orcs.

Especially as Pierre’s two lifelessly dangling legs made the surrounding orcs realize something.

Suddenly, the herd was filled with mixed emotions, some joyous, some mournful.