บท 342: Wounded

The piece of wood pierced through his body like an actual spear. No amount of spirit force nor battle power would be enough to ease the pain of such a wound.

Though it was painful, Emery was not too worried. After all, he had been wounded far worse before. From the orc attack back in the woods, from Granny cutting off one of his arms, or that dragon boy's relentless attacks, each of them caused him an unimaginable pain much, much worse. 

The best way to handle that wound was to quickly pull out the wood piece and cast [Nature Blessing] spell on the wound. If he could do that, then the wound would close up within minutes. But now, Emery was not exactly in a good situation to do that. He couldn't just use his magic in front of thousands of people.

For now, it would be better for him to keep his magic a secret. The champion of both archery and cavalry tournaments was also a wizard? That would just lead to more problems for him.