Chapter 339 - 329: The Crimson Alliance 10

Seeing the situation, Moira Lynch didn’t hesitate and immediately took out the Priest’s Staff.

A green Healing Light instantly enveloped the entire tent.

The soldiers, who had been busy just a moment ago, watched their comrades’ wounds begin to heal. They looked up one after another, staring in shock at Moira Lynch, who stood at the tent’s entrance.

However, Moira Lynch paid no mind to their shock. She took a pile of Healing Potions from her spatial storage, placed them on the ground, and said to the people in the tent, "What are you staring at? Hurry up and help!"

The person closest to Moira Lynch was the first to react. Seeing what she had brought out, his eyes widened again. "These are Healing Potions! So many! This is great, everyone can be saved!"

Ever since learning her mission was to save people, Moira Lynch had set her Pharmacy Box to produce medicines like Healing Potions instead of Awakening Potions and Land Recovery Liquid.

’I’ll change it back after the game is over.’

Thanks to Moira Lynch’s initial treatment, the conditions of most people inside the tent had stabilized. Paired with the Healing Potions she provided, the injured people recovered quickly.

Even those who had lost arms and legs in explosions had their severed limbs grow back under the effects of Regeneration Potions.

When Ellers and Snow arrived to take a look, they were instantly stunned by the scene before them.

Although Ellers had long known that Moira Lynch’s ability was powerful, he had only ever seen her treat one person at a time. This was the first time he had witnessed such large-scale healing, and he was still left in awe.

Snow reacted even faster than him.

He strode over to Moira Lynch in a few quick steps, his gaze burning with intensity.

Moira Lynch felt a little uncomfortable under his intense stare and asked quietly, "Is something wrong?"

Snow’s expression was incredibly serious as he asked, "Are you interested in joining us? I can guarantee that with us, you’ll get the best treatment."

’Such a powerful Healing Ability... if we could get her to stay, there’s no telling how many warriors’ lives we could save.’

Faced with Snow’s overly enthusiastic gesture, Moira Lynch couldn’t help but take a few steps back.

Seeing this, Ellers quickly stepped forward, placing himself between the two. "Snow, she’s still just a kid. The battlefield is no place for her."

Although Moira Lynch said she was an adult, Ellers could tell she wasn’t very old.

’Even if she is an adult, she probably just came of age.’

He remembered that the age of majority for The Human Race in the interstellar era was twenty-five, but for pure-blooded humans, it was eighteen.

Hearing Ellers’ words, the light in Snow’s eyes dimmed. His head drooped, and his expression fell, making him look like a large, abandoned dog.

Moira Lynch peeked out from behind Ellers and said, "I’ll pass on joining you, but I can agree to provide treatment."

At her words, Snow’s head shot up instantly. "Then it’s a deal."

With that, he took a silver bracelet from his own spatial storage and said, "With this bracelet, you can communicate with us directly. It can also open a spatial gate at any time."

Snow’s thinking was simple. ’Just because she says no now doesn’t mean she’ll say no later.’

He was already planning to report this matter when he got back; he was confident it would be taken very seriously.

’A talent this gifted must be recruited with our full effort.’

At that moment, Moira Lynch was unaware she had become a target. She was looking down at the badge on her chest.

After that round of large-scale healing, the number on the badge had shot up significantly.

The badge was also flashing, and it seemed to have changed quite a bit from how it looked at the beginning.

The wings on it were no longer tightly closed but were now slightly spread, and the feathers had become whiter and more exquisite.

After some discussion, it was decided that Moira Lynch would stay and treat the wounded, while Snow would lead a team to find survivors and bring them back for her to heal.

This way, not only could they save more people, but it also saved Moira Lynch a great deal of time—a perfect solution for everyone.

While waiting for more wounded to arrive, the people Moira Lynch had healed treated her with increasing warmth and kindness.

Because of Moira Lynch’s youth, they treated her like a cherished younger sister, showering her with gifts to express their gratitude.

When they learned that Moira Lynch wanted to collect the wreckage of spaceships and Mecha from the battlefield, these same people eagerly volunteered to help.

To them, this stuff was useless—just a pile of scrap. Even if Moira Lynch didn’t want it, they would have had to arrange for people to clean it up anyway.

After all, if the wreckage was left there, it would not only pollute the environment, but the leftover weapons inside the fallen Mecha and spaceships could also pose a danger.

They collected the wreckage of the decommissioned spaceships and Mecha, and even carefully dismantled and separated any parts that could be dangerous.

Moira Lynch was deeply touched by their actions, which made her even more dedicated during her treatments.

With Snow and his team helping with the search, the process was indeed much faster than when Moira Lynch had been searching the battlefield aimlessly by herself.

Because they had professional search equipment, it didn’t take long for several people to be found and brought over.

Ellers, meanwhile, was responsible for assisting Moira Lynch.

The number on the badge on Moira Lynch’s chest increased at a visible rate. When it was time to rest in the evening, someone brought her a nutritious dinner.

"Our captain said that you worked hard treating so many people today. This nutritious dinner was prepared especially for you."

Just then, Ellers walked over, holding a tray with his own dinner on it. "Try some of this Echobeast meat. The chef here is pretty skilled. The Echobeast stew they make is especially flavorful."

As he spoke, Ellers picked up a piece of steaming meat and took a large bite, his face a picture of satisfaction.

Seeing this, Moira Lynch eagerly tried some as well.

She was quickly won over by the Echobeast meat. It was truly delicious, better than any meat she had ever tasted.

In contrast to the peaceful and pleasant atmosphere on Moira Lynch’s side, the scene on the other side was not nearly as harmonious.

As the losers of the conflict, the pirates had suffered disastrous losses. Not only had they lost the relief supplies they brought, but many of their own people were dead or injured.

The players who had come to help were running around nonstop, but their efforts yielded little result.

Moreover, although the pirates didn’t harm them, their attitude toward the players was poor.

Even though the players worked themselves to the bone helping to save people, they received no thanks. Instead, they were criticized for being too slow and not putting enough effort into the rescue.