It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 214 Follower No. [-], get it?

"Hey! Don't!!!"

Gretel almost flew out with Master Wharton.Of course, one was pulled out, and the other rushed out by itself; one fell backward with a face full of horror, and the other leaned to the side with both hands stretched forward, trying to pull desperately.However, there is always a limit to the speed of human nerve reaction. Gretel rushed desperately, desperately, and the fingertips he stretched out were still a bit short of Master Wharton...

"Ugh……"

A long sigh resounded.Then, Gretel saw Master Wharton's body being pumped, slowing down, slowing down, leaning against the void in a strange posture as if falling into a pile of cotton.Well, if you don't consider your gender, it's quite enchanting...

Out of the corner of the eye, the silver-haired magician, the eldest disciple of Archmage Carlisle, quietly withdrew his fingers.The rest of them rushed forward, laying their hands on each other, hugging their waists, and desperately stopped their teacher:

"Teacher! Calm down! Calm down!"

With such a buffer, Gretel finally rescued the person safely.Rolling his eyelids and pressing his chest, he made sure that he hadn't suffered any fatal injuries. He released the patient, turned around, and pointed at Archmage Carlisle aggressively:

"How can you beat someone! Why are you still beating the sick! It's only cured!!!"

If it weren't for the addition of an air cushion at the back!If people fall directly on the wall!With such a speed and such an impact, it would be easy to break a few more bones!In case of a head injury, spinal fracture or other injury, he has nothing at hand, and there is no way to cure it!
Gretel leaned forward, trying to widen his eyes, trying to prevent the other party from seeing that he was guilty.Archmage Carlisle is a level 14 great magician, and he is also his savior, disciplines his disciples, and he really has no position to criticize others...

But he managed to bring the patient back!Another tracheal cut, another oxygen inhalation, and throwing a bunch of healing techniques, saved him from death!After pressing the air pump for half an hour, his hands are still shaking!
Gretel persuaded himself like this, trying to straighten his small body as a level 2 magician and level 1 fighter.You can scold me, but you are not allowed to beat my patients!I just cured the patient, no matter what, you can't hit me in front of me!

To his surprise, Archmage Carlisle did not get angry with his attitude, instead he sighed long and threw away the arms of his disciples.Then, he brushed off the mage's robe, and without warning, bowed deeply to Gretel.

"Master, please don't!" Gretel was so frightened that he almost jumped up. Well, if he had the attributes of a snow leopard, he might really be able to fly three feet in the air.He was in a hurry to go up to help, but Archmage Carlisle had already stood up straight, with shame on his face:
"I have no way to teach disciples! Little Gretel, I am sorry for you, but I have taught such a student, who dares to steal other people's things casually!"

"Where is this stealing..." The content of the middle school chemistry textbook.Gretel's voice became lower and lower. Archmage Carlisle strode past him, raised his hand, and raised his transparent palm again, lifting his little disciple to stand up straight:

"Tell me yourself! Where are you wrong!"

"I..." Aurora Wharton had two life-and-death shocks in a row, and now she was staggering and couldn't even stand up.He quickly glanced at the teacher, lowered his head, and then stole a glance at Gretel, his face turned red and pale instantly:
"I, I violated the rules of the Magic Council... Others' experiments, I have not been authorized, I have not legally exchanged, I can't do it secretly..."

The Magic Council has always been extremely strict in protecting the unique achievements of magicians, or in a modern sense of the term, intellectual property rights.In the early days when it was still ignorant, every magician cherished his unique magic, and if he found out that someone was stealing his magic, he could even provide legal relief in private—that is, beat the other party to death.

Of course, whether it can be beaten to death is a matter of another dimension.

After the establishment of the Magic Council, another set of rules was established.Encourage magicians to publish papers and submit their own innovative magic, which can be exchanged by other magicians for a fee.Of course, if there is a legal exchange channel, there will still be people who want to sneak around...

There is no need for the infringing magician to come forward, the Magic Council, hunt down to the end!

And the experimental design... is also part of the magician's achievements, and enjoys the same level of protection in the magic council.

Amidst Master Wharton's intermittent confession, Archmage Carlisle reprimanded him while briefly explaining to Gretel.After explaining, he rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh:
"Grete, just take it for my sake and don't report it to the council. What I should pay here is compensated, and what should be punished——Oluo, how many contribution points do you have left?"

"Also, there are still more than 1500 points..."

"Give him one thousand and five!" Archmage Carlisle gave the order without any reason.Turning around and explaining to Gretel:

"The magic council's fine for this kind of behavior is generally ten times the normal exchange price. I can't estimate the value of your experiment, I only know that it is definitely not low, but this kid only has 1500... If you think it is not enough, I will turn around Fill!"

"No need...?" Gretel stopped in a low voice.Master Carlyle has turned to his disciples:
"As for you, leave the Mage Tower now, immediately! Take the nearest boat to the New World and stay there for three years. You are not allowed to come back before the time is up!"

"teacher……"

"Get out! Either go to the New World for three years, or, from now on, don't call me teacher!"

This order was urgent and fast, and there was no room for refutation.The disciples around were silent, everyone looked down at their toes, and no one dared to intervene to intervene.Aurora Wharton's face was pale, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. Finally, she bowed deeply and staggered towards the door.

"Wait!" Gretel finally reacted.He took a step across, stopped between Mage Wharton and the door, and looked at Archmage Carlisle:
"Your Excellency the Archmage! You... I am very grateful for your kindness, but there is really no need for such a heavy punishment. It is just an experiment, not a big deal..."

It is also a basic experiment in middle school textbooks.In order to learn such a little thing secretly, Gretel can accept a scolding and a beating twice, but he will be exiled for three years?
Gretel really felt that this punishment was too magical...

"It's not heavy at all." Archmage Carlisle shook his head sullenly. "It's only been three years, I still go to the station, not throw him directly to the front line. If the punishment is directly issued by the parliament, it will only be heavier than this, and there must be a record—"

In other words, the Archmage Carlisle directly ordered the punishment without going through the Magic Council and leaving no record.After the incident spread, the punishment was passed, and others could not say anything. After Master Wharton came back, he could continue to study in the Master Tower.As long as Gretel doesn't go to the Magic Council to file a complaint, everything will be fine.

Not only abided by the rules, but also left room for the disciples, and comforted the victim, all three sides are good... The premise is that the victim really agrees...

"Parliament punishment should also consider my opinion!" Gretel stood in the way of Master Wharton, insisting that he would not let him go:

"I'm the one who was stealing the experiment! I have the right to speak! Your Excellency the Archmage, you once saved my life and took good care of me these days. I have always been very grateful to you... Your disciple learned a little It's just an experiment, it's really nothing, don't do it!"

Archmage Carlisle choked.All the magicians in the room saw that the teacher's gloomy and angry momentum eased, and his face softened:

"It's my duty to save you, you don't need to thank you! Punishment is also a rule, and you can't use favors to pay for it! Little Gretel, you remember my favor and don't report the matter to the council. I am very grateful!"

"That……"

When it comes to the rules of the council, Gretel really can't tell the other party - after all, he is a second-level mage himself, and the other party, a 14th-level great magician is eligible to enter the review meeting, and there is no need to modify a few unimportant rules Next.But, but, this is too much...

Gretel looked left and right subconsciously.

Master Wharton looked at him eagerly, pleading all over his face, and his bright blond hair was drooping down, which seemed to have faded a lot.Of course, Gretel wasn't sure if those hairs had been bleached by the chlorine...

Around Archmage Carlisle, the disciples stood side by side, looking at the teacher and then at Gretel, their lips parted and closed, closed and parted again.Hiding at the end of the crowd, the silver-haired magician slightly raised his hand at Gretel, making a "please" gesture.

Hmm...it seems like everyone wants to ask me for help...

Gretel scratched his hair, trying to find a way to refute the Archmage.After looking up, down, and searching, he actually came up with an idea:

"Then what about another punishment? It's all three years, and instead of going to the New World, can you do something else? For example... For example, let him help me with work?"

I have always wanted a high-level tool man... The mage level is not enough, so many experiments cannot be done...

"I am willing!" Without waiting for Archmage Carlisle to answer, Aurora Wharton shouted impatiently:

"I can do anything! Write papers, do experiments, run errands, everything! No salary! Not a dime!"

"You still want a salary?!" Archmage Carlisle's face darkened again.He looked at Gretel who was blocking the door, and then at his disciple's pale face and trembling lips, he frowned and rubbed his temples.The silver-haired magician took a step forward at the right time:
"Teacher, Oro almost died today, and the lesson is enough. Since Mr. Nordmark said so, let Oro follow him."

"Yes, teacher..."

"The New World is too far away..."

"The sea is also very stormy. I heard that a ship sank last month..."

The disciples spoke to persuade one after another.Archmage Carlisle looked from left to right, then from right to left, finally loosened his brows, and pointed to his little disciple:

"From today, three years, no, five years! Within five years, you will be Gretel's follower, and you can do whatever you are asked to do!"

With a look of amnesty on his face, Master Wharton quickly turned around and saluted Gretel.Gretel reached out to help him, his eyes fell on Wharton's face, and he couldn't help being distracted:
second follower?
Can such a clean and handsome young mage get along with Bernard?

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