Chapter 123 I Will Treat Ordinary Soldiers Who Are Not Treated by Others!

A group of priests surrounded Grete, all talking, vying to speak. Gretel was about to invite them in when a black pole slowly floated out from behind the tent:

"And I'm here too..."

The voice was extremely hoarse, and the eyes were so dark and deep that they looked like will-o'-the-wisps in broad daylight. On the top of the tent, a black cat with white gloves jumped down gently, landed in front of Gretel, and meowed softly.

"Master Linn!"

Grete was overjoyed and hurried forward. The necromancer Linn was the one who led Gretel into the field of magic. With his letter of introduction, Gretel was able to enter the Mage Tower to study. In the past few months, while studying magic, divine arts, and doing experiments, Grete never had time to see him, but Gretel would keep this kindness firmly in his heart.

After a few months of separation, Master Lin En was still swaying with a skull on his black robe, but the black cat's fur was much moister. It was obvious that he had been living well these past few months.

"Master Linn, Mr. Troca!" Gretel greeted him happily. When he saw Master Lin En, he thought of the golden skeleton that could only lift his head and dismantle his hip bones. He wanted to find an opportunity to play the game again:

"Long time no see! Are you here too? I didn't see you when we set off!"

"Of course I'm coming." Master Lin En's smile was quite ugly, with his skin and flesh shriveled up and sticking to his skull. Only a doctor’s eyes can clearly see the direction of facial muscle movement. Really smiling:

"That old boy Gehrman protected you all from behind and went to the battlefield alone! He also deliberately hid it from me! As a result, I rushed over alone, walked in the wrong direction, and almost ran into someone from the Church of Glory!"

"Ah!" Grete exclaimed. The Lord of Radiance, as the name suggests, is the most powerful against the Necromancer. The healing spell's throwing of skeletons doubles the damage - "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Lin En smiled sinisterly: "Kill them two. By the way, why did you come here? Aren't you a mage!"

"But I'm a priest... I'm here to treat people this time - uh, to treat injuries and save people..."

The necromancer looked at him accusingly. Priest? When you are a priest, you go to the temple! Why did you ask me to write a letter of recommendation?

It’s in vain that I worked so hard to write a lot of nice words, and even came here to visit you...

Gretel felt a little guilty when he saw him. He took half a step back and found an excuse at random, trying to appease the other party:

"By the way, if you have time, come over too! When I treat injuries, I use many surgical methods - cutting people open and sewing them up, etc. - you can come over and lend a hand, and we can discuss it together. ?”

Linn's eyes lit up. He glanced at the tent expectantly, feeling a little moved, and finally shook his head:

"I made an agreement with Gehrman. I'm going to go with the scout team this time. I'm afraid I won't have time for a while. - By the way, this is what I found from those bastards. Take a look and see if there's anything you can use. ?”

He waved, and Mr. Trocca, the black cat, jumped forward and took out a bag from nowhere. It fell down with a loud crash, and the holy symbol, prayer book, small medicine bottle, etc., all shining brightly, fell to the ground.

Grete subconsciously cast a detection magic. A white light shone in front of his eyes. He blocked it with his hand. The white light on the holy emblem shone directly through his skin, illuminating the bones of his hand clearly. Grete was overjoyed:

"This works for me! Great!"

Level five!

A fifth-level magic item!

The X-ray light source is available!

No more borrowing it every time!

He held the Holy Emblem and looked into the distance. Outside the military camp, a small city stood on a hill in the distance. The banners on the city head were bright and reflective. It was the city they wanted to capture next. Gretel had been following the team for so long, and he knew that this was Newark, a city in Midland County. It was the first obstacle on the path of the coalition forces and had to be overcome.

The lords of Midland County believed in the Lord of Glory, and they were also the most diligent in introducing the Knights of the Holy See. There is a good port in the earl's territory, which is rumored to be one of the landing points of the Church of the Lord of Glory. The Earl of Norman and his army hurriedly rushed to defeat the lord of Midland County first, and then block the Lord of Glory before the Church of Glory came ashore.

"We're going to attack the city..." Grete murmured. Since ancient times, attacking a fortified city will inevitably cause heavy casualties. Tomorrow's battle looks to be bearable.

He ran to the city guard's barracks early the next morning. Holding a bucket of ink in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, he scratched people's arms and legs one by one and said:

"Turn left! Turn right! Stand up straight! Oh, okay, if you are seriously injured, tie the tourniquet here. Remember!"

A group of soldiers looked at him with smiles, lined up, and obediently asked him to draw the line. Captain Cullen ruffled his hair with a smile:

"Little Grete, don't worry. We still don't know if we can win today's battle!"

Gretel looked up at him. The original owner's feelings and memories of getting along since time travel were tumbling together. He muttered for a long time, but he could only struggle to say:

"Come back alive!"

The war begins. It was quiet here in the priest's camp. Gretel could not see the specific battle situation, and could only hear the shouts of killing in front of him. The teacher told his followers. The barbarian Bernard felt itchy after hearing this. He stood up and sat down again, sat down and stood up again, holding on to the big bone stick. Gretel had to give him some work to do:

"Keep helping me cut the splints! Try to cut as many as you can. God knows how many people will be injured later!"

He busily prepared saline solution, prepared alcohol, and put away cotton, gauze, bandages, and medicines one by one. Sure enough, before noon, wounded people kept being brought down:

"Scott Knight is injured!"

"Sir Terrence is injured!"

"Knight Vincent is injured!"

The priests took over the treatment in an orderly manner. Prayers were murmured, and white lights rose and fell. Soon, after the knights, ordinary soldiers in simple clothes were carried and ran past:

"Save him! Please save him!"

Blood dripped down. Gretel stood by the fence of the camp and watched them go straight to the nearby location of Melton's pastoral regiment not far away. Not long after, the sound of begging and shouting filled the camp over there:

"No cure!"

"Carry it away, carry it away!"

"Put it aside! The knight can't cure it yet!"

"Please save him - the captain was injured because of us, wuwuwu... He has a young son waiting at home, and his daughter is getting married soon..."

Grete's face gradually became solemn. Before setting off with the team, when the plague broke out, and even when he first arrived in this world, he heard that the priest's treatment was basically only for nobles, and whether civilians could get it completely depended on the mood of the caster at the time. For this reason, he was well prepared for this trip, bringing enough supplies and preparing to treat ordinary soldiers as much as possible——

However, hearing about it and seeing it with your own eyes are different after all.

He sighed silently and wanted to go over to help those people, but stopped. At this moment, there were clattering footsteps, and the two leaders of Heartland City Guards led a group of people to carry the wounded and headed straight for Grete:

"Little Gretel, help me—"

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