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

Chapter 231 Follow me, go in and listen!
Marcus Breno was very depressed.

He is the night watchman of the Church of the Lord of Radiance—the so-called night watchman means walking in the dark and handling things for the church that are inconvenient to be dealt with openly.

For example, killing a not-so-pious lord, secretly searching a noble's house for magic items, monitoring a big businessman who traffics in contraband...

Of course, "Who is a decent person to be a night watchman?" Except for those members of the tribunal who are too devout and have their brains burnt out, or have special hobbies, most of the night watchmen are recruited from various strange channels.

For example, Marcus Breno himself was a half-grown boy found in a den of thieves when the court wiped out it, oh, when the thieves group...

With such a background, it is not easy to get any good treatment.For example, this time, he was sent to the pagan kingdom across the sea, the headquarters of the evil devils, to investigate the secret of the dragon's breath technique.

How can a little magician who is only level [-] use the dragon's breath technique?Did he get some ancient artifact, or did he get the blessing of the dragon clan, or, did he get a dragon's lair?
The high-level referee's instruction is: Find this secret, and if possible, bring the treasure back...

So he was sent over.More than half a year after that war, start with one map, and rely on yourself for the rest.

It's outrageous.He knew that in such a small rural place, it was very, very difficult to find an unknown first-level little mage.The problem is, you have been tossing for half a year, how can you not even figure out the name?

And his ship sank!sink!All the materials and manpower are gone, I can only be a boy in the stronghold in the city, half to cover my identity, half to support myself T_T
To make matters worse, when he desperately escaped from the boat, he was hit... That cloud of black air is still condensed on his right leg, tossing him every day and night, making him uneasy.

Marcus Breno ripped off a towel, bit down on it, and poured holy water over the burnt thigh.His body trembled violently, blue veins popped up one by one on his neck, and beads of sweat rolled down his arms and thighs.

There was a sizzle where the holy water fell.A puff of black smoke rose quickly, swallowing up the golden light flowing in the holy water.The mass of black air on the leg seemed to have faded a little, but it seemed to remain unchanged, and the burn on the thigh, no matter how big or how big the blisters should be, showed no sign of healing at all.

The boss stretched his head to watch together intently.It wasn't until he saw the last bit of golden light disappear and there was no more movement, that he let out a breath, only to realize that his lungs were already aching from suffocation.He patted Marcus on the shoulder pityingly and lowered his voice:
"You should take a good rest these few days. I'll go out and find out where that Gretel Nordmark lives, and where it's easier to make a move. Everything is ready, and you can make a move."

"Hmm..." Marcus Breno wanted to struggle, but he was poured with holy water, his leg hurt so badly, and his whole body collapsed.He pulled out the towel with the last bit of strength and lay back:
"Thank you for your hard work..."

"Everything is for the Lord of Radiance."

"Everything is for the Lord of Glory!"

The senior spies who have been rooted for 20 years, and the operators who were sent temporarily, pray together.

The boss went out to check the news the next day.He has been undercover in Nevis City for 20 years, even if he just opened a shop quietly, he has accumulated a lot of contacts.After inquiring around, I actually got a lot of clues:
"Great Nordmark? He cured my gout!" ——From a familiar fish boss on the pier.

"Great Nordmark? This name is so familiar, I think about it... By the way, he published an article on "Arcane", just the issue at the beginning of the year!" - from someone who is too lazy to cook, in The shop has eaten magicians for seven or eight years.

"Great Nordmark? Going to the Horn of Thunder, where do you work? Isn't that nonsense, it must be the top of the mountain! Hey, what are you asking him for?" - Assistant teacher from Bridge School of Magic.

Not only did he ask people, but the boss also mobilized other secret agents who were in contact with him and buried in the church to inquire about Gretel's whereabouts in various ways.For example, a small vendor who sold various snacks such as crispy fried fish and grilled squid squatted near the station of the small train, watching to see when Gretel would go down the mountain...

Gretel didn't know all this.He walked peacefully on the campus in the early morning, taking advantage of an hour or two before leaving the meeting, he tried to walk around a few times as much as possible.Hey, there are some green moldy spots under this tree, which don’t look like moss, so I shovel them up and take them away; under the wall, there are patches of neither green nor blue, scrape them off and take them away; on the table over there...

"Sir! This sir! How many slices of blue cheese would you like?"

"Uh..." Miscalculation, this blue color is cheese, not Penicillium... No, wait, it seems that the blue color in blue cheese is also caused by some kind of Penicillium, but the content of penicillin is very small ?When he saw gossip in his previous life, he had broken his three views...

Gretel immediately took out his wallet: "Give me a pound! No, two pounds!"

"Grete, haven't you finished eating yet?" Someone called him from behind.Gretel turned his head and saw a few classmates from yesterday's party coming together. Anthony Valentine, who entered the Thunder Corner like him, waved from a distance, with a smile as bright as blond hair:
"Eat, eat! Let's go together after eating, let's get a good seat! I heard that a legendary master is coming today!"

Seven or eight people surged up.Gretel quickly stuffed the cheese into the space bag, turned and walked between them.Anthony immediately pushed him into it:
"Come, come, let's go together! Where did you go early in the morning-by the way, is your mentor here? No? Then come with us, or you won't be able to get in. Hey, yesterday was a mess, and I didn't hear it What did you say you've been doing lately..."

Gretel looked around.Among this group of people, there were five who stayed at the peak to work: one from the Evocation Department, one from the Illusion Department, one from the Transformation Department, one from the Defense Department, and one from the Conjuration Department.They were the first batch to get offers, and even though they could only work in the sub-towers of various departments, they were considered exceptionally good.

But at this moment, these outstanding students were lined up on both sides, surrounded by a buddy who was hired in the second batch because of his mediocre grades—without him, the one who stayed in school became a teaching assistant.At this moment, this person was elated and a little sneaky, leading them to the side door of the auditorium:
"Walk, walk, follow me this way, the staff passageway! Let me tell you, the tickets for this annual meeting are hard to get, except for those who come here with the invitation letter from the tutor-you don't have it-others don't I can't even get in. I can get in in the afternoon and evening, and the legendary master has left again!

Our teaching assistants are not bad, we all help out inside and outside the venue, and it’s no problem to stand closer and listen when the show starts.You follow me, don't run around! "

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　　Four thousand words will be updated today, two thousand at noon, two thousand at night...

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(End of this chapter)