"And what would I get after killing you? By your looks you are a noble or rich man, even if i run away from all the jewels on your body after killing you, your men would find me.
So, it is not worth it to kill you when I can save you and take all the jewels as a reward." with a cunning look on her face that was filled with greed. She picked up two stones and started grinding the herbs.
With her sloppy actions, she was able to make a paste of the herbs and though it was not done evenly she was quite satisfied with her hard work.
She sat in front of him while pointing the dagger at him. "I do not have alcohol. So I have to use a dagger and fire to sterilize your wounds and then I will clean your body and apply herbs and wrap the bandages. I will not harm you until you try to harm me. Once I will treat you, you are free to go or attack me but then the dagger would not be used to treat you but kill you. So, you better behave. Can you understand me??" she asked as she tried her best to act the way she was talking so that he could understand.
The man who was almost on the verge of losing his consciousness could not care more. Even if the girl would not do anything he was going to die if he was not treated immediately so what difference would it make if she was using poison to kill him.
But on the other hand if she was really able to save him, then he could take revenge from those bastards who tried to kill him.
He nodded his head slightly before drifting to the dreamland after closing his eyes.
"Pak!" a strong sound of slap resonated in the air that even the owls on the nearby trees flew away.
The man who was on the verge of losing sanity was now wide awake with his eyes opened larger than saucers.
Never in his life had he been scolded, much less getting slapped mercilessly.
That was more infuriating and insulting than the arrows that hit him.
"You!" the pain in his body did not let him shout further but the murder intent in his eyes was clear.
Even if he was not able to kill those bastards. He was surely going to kill this one.
"I knew that it would work. I am not your lover to take your name softly and plead with teary eyes to ask you to stay awake.
This method was way better and time saving!" she clapped her hands as if half of the labor hand was already done.
She brought the few sticks she had collected for Ophelia and picked up two stones. Rubbing them, she created sparks that were enough to burn the sticks.
"Phew! That was more difficult than I had thought!" she muttered under her breath as she eyes the man still rubbing his cheeks to make sure that he was still awake.
Losing consciousness would only increase her trouble as she still needed to ask him for rewards later.
She held the dagger in the fire to make it hot. Her body started sweating profusely and then her face turned red and her hands almost burnt in the process. When she was satisfied with the red dagger, she moved towards him.
"Are you ready?" she hovered over his leaning figure and Alex swore that he saw his (Olivia's) eyes shining like evil monsters.
She looked nothing less than a grim reaper when she stood in front of him with that burning dagger in his hands while asking him if he was ready to give his life.
But before he could deny or reject, she had already attacked him.
The dagger was touching his open wound that had started to clot just a few minutes ago.
Olivia had thought that the man would shout and cry like a baby when she had seen the frightened look on his face when she had asked him if he was ready but she was glad that he only winced and closed his eyes and tried his best to bear the pain.
Just as she was done with the dagger, she applied the herbs she had made before evenly on every wound.
Looking around as if she was trying to search for something, her eyes glowed while looking at his chest.
His hands instinctively covered his chest with the pervert look he (Olivia) was giving him.
"Tsk! Do you think you can stop me? No one can stop me from taking my reward!" her eyes gleamed like a sly fox as she held his shirt with her both hands and tore it with her full force making his eyes widened again.
"Hey, I was talking about gold and jewels. When have I promised to give myself the reward, you filthy man! Stay away from me!" using all his strength he hollered as he could see how she was looking at his body with lust.
He had never thought that he would meet a pervert in the middle of the forest who would try to take advantage of his condition.
"Try to come any closer and I will strangle you." he threatened in a loud voice that was no more than a whisper in reality that she didn't even pay any heed to.
Afraid that the cloth could be dirty to create infection, she sniffed it to make sure it did not have any foul smell when his face contorted.
He felt nauseated by the way a man was sniffing his worn out clothes that he wanted to kill her with his swords but he did not have any strength left.
Without paying his blabbering any more attention, since she had already got what she was needing, she started to tear his shirt further to make long strips when it finally dawned on him.
"You are making bandages!!!???"