"Death row inmate! What are you doing!? Let go of Lord Figlet!"
The surrounding Taxi Soldiers immediately shouted, and even though their bodies instinctively feared Qin Jie, these soldiers still surrounded him at the first opportunity.
Figlet looked at the sword in Qin Jie's hand, and after the initial shock, his face quickly returned to calm.
"It's my fault. It seems I underestimated your strength and didn't prepare the respect commensurate with your power."
"If you are dissatisfied, by all means, cut off my head."
"But I have one request."
"In my life, I have slain 83 Midland soldiers. If you cut off my head, I hope you can kill ten times that many enemies."
There was no fear in Figlet's eyes; it seemed he was truly willing to exchange his life for more enemy casualties.
Good.
Figlet's performance earned Qin Jie's approval, and he withdrew his sword.
As the blade left his neck, Figlet breathed a sigh of relief. To say he wasn't afraid would be a lie, as he still had a fiancée waiting for him at home.
--- Qin Jie's location was a town behind Doldrey Fortress, and Figletcame here not only to resupply troops but also to transport provisions.
Of course, he wouldn't be so foolish as to directly add death row inmates from the prison to the ranks. These death row inmates, mixed with a large number of Contractors, were transported to nearby military sources. Only after being fitted with remotely detonated neck collars would they be sent to the front lines.
Stepping out of the dungeon, free from the murky, foul-smelling air, Qin Jie's spirit was lifted. He was now in a somewhat dilapidated small town. Most of the surrounding villagers were sallow and lacked vitality, looking at Figlet and the soldiers with fear.
In this world, the treatment of commoners was disastrous. Not only were there constant wars, but monsters bred in the wild, and plagues ran rampant. To live a stable life was exceedingly difficult.
Figlet led a team called the Xiongxin Knights, numbering one thousand people. Six hundred of them were responsible for guarding and transporting provisions, while the remaining four hundred were fully armored, half of them cavalry, forming a powerful elite unit.
And this team was transporting a large batch of provisions to Doldrey.
"Shou, in two hours, this team will depart. If you have anything to prepare, please do so quickly."
After Qin Jie held a sword to his neck, Figlet's attitude towards Qin Jiehad visibly improved. Then, a soldier ran over in a hurry.
"This is bad! Lord Figlet, the Taxi Soldiers escorting the death row inmates have been killed by the inmates! All the death row inmates who were supposed to go to the barracks have escaped!"
Hearing this, Qin Jie was not surprised. After all, if these Contractors could truly be obediently escorted to the barracks, that would be truly strange.
But Figlet's expression was naturally not very good. He said to Qin Jie, "Meet at the village entrance in two hours. I'm leaving first."
Then, he hurriedly departed.
Although he said he would give Qin Jie two hours, Qin Jie had nothing to do. Just as he was wondering what to do next, a voice suddenly spoke up.
"Um, are you the prisoner gentleman from the prison?"
Qin Jie was very familiar with this voice; it was the young girl named Elena from before. The current environment was brightly lit, allowing Qin Jie to clearly see her wearing a plain white long dress and a white floral ornament on her head.
In this slightly gloomy town, Elena's appearance seemed a little out of place.
Seeing Qin Jie look over, Elena quickly scurried closer, "Um, prisoner gentleman, I heard there's going to be a war on the front lines. Are you going to the front lines next?"
"My name is Shou, not prisoner. Also, I have no obligation to tell you where I'm going next."
They had only met once, and Qin Jie was not interested in a native. Although he would not consider the girl in front of him to be an AI or similar, he would still maintain his distance from her.
Seeing Qin Jie's attitude, Elena didn't get angry. Instead, she smiled and leaned closer, "Mr. Shou, could you take me along next? I also want to go to the front lines."
There was plenty of time, and the girl's words piqued Qin Jie's interest. He raised an eyebrow: "Why?"
Elena said seriously, "Because my teacher told me that there will be many casualties in war. I know medical skills, and I want to go to the front lines to help those injured Taxi Soldiers bandage their wounds."
[You are being watched by the Maiden of Prayer.]
As Elena's plea emerged, the Maiden of Prayer's gaze fell upon Qin Jie.
Knows medical skills?
Qin Jie's expression shifted, and then he used Insight on Elena.
[Insight]
Name: Elena
HP: 100%
Mana: 230
Strength: 6
Agility: 7
Stamina: 8
Intelligence: 23
Charm: 15
Luck: 5
Skill 1: Devout Believer: As a believer in God, Intelligence +3, Luck +2.
Skill 2, Healing Glimmer: Releases light that can heal wounds, consuming mana equal to twice the number of treated individuals per second, restoring 26 Life Qi to surrounding units per second, and dealing Holy damage equal to twice the healing amount to enemies within 20 yards.
Skill 3, Sincere Prayer: Elena prays to God, restoring 61% of the target's HP within two seconds, and applying a 30% damage reduction effect for one minute.
Skill 4, Child of Death: Born on the boundary of death, Elena can see the spirits of the deceased.
--- The physical strength of ordinary people in the berserk world was slightly higher than that of ordinary people in Qin Jie's real world. Even though Elena was just an unarmed girl, her physical attributes were similar to Qin Jie's when he first entered the Paradise, and her Intelligence and Luck attributes were even much higher than Qin Jie's.
"What kind of medical skills are you talking about?"
Qin Jie asked.
Elena tilted her head, looking a little bewildered, then clasped her hands in a prayer pose and looked at Qin Jie.
"Like this."
Then, Qin Jie felt his HP, suppressed by the gluttony ring, slowly recover.
There was indeed magic in the berserk world, but a girl like Elena, who possessed two healing abilities without formal training, was something Qin Jie had never seen before.
Elena's skills were very useful. Whether it was Healing Glimmer for group healing or Sincere Prayer, she was a qualified healer. Even if she were a Contractor with these attributes, many adventure groups would be scrambling to recruit her.
But Qin Jie still refused her request.
With a shield, his need for healing was not very high.
"Forget it. The battlefield isn't where you should be. Think of your father; do you think he would agree?"
A thin red membrane appeared, and Qin Jie's expression was somewhat grim. Just now, he had successfully exempted himself from an instant death.
[The Maiden of Prayer cursed you. Exemption successful.]
It seems the words of the wishing statue were not false. Qin Jie was indeed cursed, and the timing of this curse was very clever. It didn't activate in the Paradise, but only after he entered the derivative world, so that Qin Jie would not be protected by the Paradise.
Not noticing Qin Jie's expression, Elena continued with some dissatisfaction, "I'll be fifteen next week, so I don't need his permission at all. I'll be an adult soon."
But the next moment, Elena felt a cold, stinging sensation, like an icicle falling down her back. She looked up and met Qin Jie's icy gaze.
Releasing less than a tenth of his Killing Intent, the girl in front of him was already struggling, which precisely showed that she was not suitable for the battlefield.
To prevent her from making further requests, Qin Jie lifted his foot, preparing to leave.