“Hurry, lay them down.” Jacob quickly asked Peter and Andrew to put down Kristene and Tony on the bed inside the servant's quarter. The servant's quarter had become the guest and clinic section. “Then how about the four of us? Are you not going to treat our wounds?” Andrew joked. “Look how damaged my back is?” “You won't die with that wound.” Jacob replied without sparing a glance at him. His attention was on applying medicine to Kristine. “But- if you don't clean yourself now, maybe. Because that will get infected by dirt.” “Then what to do? Could you just watch that to happen?” Andrew's own joke suddenly made him worry. Peter hit his head lightly, “Moron! He is telling you to take a bath. You stink.” Despite what happened to them, everyone didn't forget to cheer themselves, they al

