Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 231: Trust me I’m a professional

In fact, Alleria didn't want to believe 'doctor' Duke at all.

When she was fighting Grom, she was able to endure the pain with her willpower, but after a big battle, she found herself in great pain.

What was worse was that she had forgotten how long it had been since she had returned empty-handed. After hunting for so long, she hadn't caught a single decent prey.

Well, those orcs shot dead on the beach were no different from shooting rabbits on a picnic in her opinion. It was rare to see a decent one, but she couldn't catch it.

As a female hero in the Troll Wars and the eldest sister of the Windrunner family, the great demon Alleria couldn't hold back her pride, especially after seeing the fourth sister in her family quietly getting three-digit kills.

Hearing that the Horde would not attack Southshore in the short term, Alleria originally planned to go to Thandol Bridge to kill people. But the pain in her foot forced her to realize that if she went there with the injury, she would be in trouble if she met a ruthless person like Grom Hellscream again.

Unfortunately, the high elf ranger's traditional healing techniques and human holy light were of no use in healing his injuries.

As a last resort, we had to let Duke come in and give it a try.

Alleria had already made up her mind. If Duke was actually a mediocre doctor, then she would just make his face feel the same pain as hers, regardless of whether he was the deputy commander-in-chief of the alliance or the 'Hand of God of Southshore'.

For now, it seems that Duke is very professional.

Without moving closer, Duke asked first: "Where does your leg hurt, and how does it hurt?"

The Alleria jumped down on one leg with such a light posture that it was almost impossible to tell that she was injured. However, from the slight frown between her brows, it could be seen that the was in real pain.

Sitting on a shiny stone, the devil stretched out his right leg, took off his knee-high boots, revealing a smooth and flawless pair of legs.

Alleria's legs are really beautiful. Unlike most high elves, her legs are slightly rounder than those of her compatriots. Perhaps in the eyes of many male compatriots, Sylvanas's legs are the pinnacle. But as an old racing god in Akina Mountain who has watched 10TB of racing movies, Dr. Du said that such legs are the best.

This is what attracted Duke the most.

Duke didn't jump on him... idiot! He would be killed instantly if he did that, Duke had no doubt about that.

A minute later, Sylvanas, who was wandering outside the woods, suddenly pricked up her ears.

She heard some bad noises.

At first she was unsure, her sister had done a good job of disrupting the wind's direction. After just a few seconds, the wind's flow became turbulent and it was obvious that her elder sister had lost control of the wind.

This is an extremely rare occurrence, and it only proves one thing—Sister Alleria has encountered something that has made her completely confused!

not good!

That bastard!

Sylvanas's figure disappeared instantly.

The closer we got to the grove, the clearer the sound coming from the wind became.

"Ah - no! It hurts! It hurts so much! Duke, you bastard, you lied to me!?" Sylvanas would recognize Alleria's voice even if she turned into ashes.

"No, no, it's only the initial pain. It'll be fine soon." This was obviously the voice of that little bastard. The soothing voice sounded full of bewitching.

"real?"

"real."

"Ahhhh! Asshole - it still hurts, stop! I'm going to kill you! I really will kill you. Be gentle, understand?"

"Then...slow down?"

"Well, ah...I feel much better now..."

"That's what I said!"

Sylvanas could no longer bear it. She instantly passed the paladin guarding outside the grove and pounced in like lightning. The dagger at her waist bounced into her hand, revealing a fierce edge.

"Duke! You bastard! What are you doing to my sister!?"

As soon as Sylvanas finished drinking, she felt a little regretful.

What came into view was a rather embarrassing scene.

Alleria blushed as she lay on a boulder, while Duke held the sole of her right foot and pressed the forefoot with his right hand. Although the posture of the thighs being spread out in front of her was a little, oh, very ambiguous, at least their clothes were intact.

Looking at Sylvanas's sword, Duke was confused. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Alleria was the one who reacted quickly and pointed at her calf: "Sister, look, the bulge here is gone. Duke is actually..."

Now it was Sylvanas' turn to blush: "I was wrong! Sorry!"

The next moment, the whole person turned into a green stream of light and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The Alleria glared at Duke fiercely: "Why don't you put my foot down!?"

"The treatment isn't over yet. If you let go now, your tendons will shrink back."

Alleria blushed and gritted her teeth: "Hurry up."

"yes!"

Time goes back three minutes ago...

When Duke asked Alleria where it hurt.

"The knee, and here." Alleria pointed to her calf, where there was a noticeable bulge.

Duke was embarrassed: "Well... Sister, you haven't had cramps in such a long time?"

"Cramps? What are cramps?" The great troll killer, the Alleria, who has never been defeated in thousands of years, is as cute as a little loli at this moment.

"You... you have never experienced the situation where you are exhausted and very tired, and then accidentally, the tendons here contract violently and curl up into a ball."

"This... I've never tried it. I killed hundreds of trolls without even taking a breath."

"..."

Duke was speechless, and then Duke gently touched the sore spot on the big devil's knee and asked her what she did when she was injured. Duke was sure: "The cruciate ligament was strained and cramped... The most rare thing is that you can't pull the cramp back after such a long time."

Cruciate ligament sprain, many football players had this injury before Duke crossed the line. It was nothing more than the leg moving too frequently, the ligaments could not bear the load, or they were too tired, resulting in the sprain of the two cross ligaments at the knee.

Of course, there is a more serious injury to the same part called cruciate ligament tear, which requires surgery.

It must be said that as a family of high elf rangers, the Windrunners are really gifted with extraordinary physical fitness. Perhaps, if she had not encountered an opponent of the level of Roar, Alleria would never have injured her knee in her life. In fact, after the Holy Light treatment, the strain was basically recovered. The Holy Light itself will promote the healing of wounds.

Duke used the System AI to help scan carefully and confirmed that there was nothing wrong, so he stretched Alleria's muscles. Normal human muscles are a bit short, so it is enough to open the legs 90 degrees and then turn the feet forward. The problem is that the big devil's muscles are very soft and long, and it takes a full 150 degrees to stretch the pain point. As a result, just as the big devil was forced to stretch his muscles, Sylvanas came with a sword.

Duke had a look of complete confusion on his face.