The border fortress of the magic world.
Noggs’upper body was exposed to the cold air of the frosty plains. His muscles, which were as solid as a hammer, were stained with a large amount of blood.
A hideous wound spread from Noggs’left shoulder to his chest.
Noggs held his left arm and looked at the only female human in the border fortress, Agata, expressionlessly.
Her hand was holding an unknown ointment and smearing it on Nogus’wound.
A sharp pain that was different from pain seeped into Nogus’muscles, causing his arm to subconsciously tremble.
“Don’t move,”Agata said to Nogus in a low voice as if he was reprimanding a child.
This order made Nogus stare at this human with a dangerous gaze. When his soldiers saw this gaze, they would basically cower in fear, but Agata acted as if he did not see it, he directly wrapped a bandage around Nogus’shoulder.
