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

Chapter 561
Invitation to dinner?
Gretel frowned slightly, and almost blurted out the word "no" on the spot.He just arrived, and he hasn't sat down with his family to have a good chat, so he blocked the door?
He traveled thousands of miles and rushed here for several days and nights, not to go to some city lord's mansion for a banquet!

And they don't give a buffer, the invitation on the same day, the banquet will be on the same day.As the old saying goes, three days are for invitation, two days are for invitation, and one day is called Tiliu.Bringing a carriage to the door, what is this?
However, before he could speak, the knight on the left of the cabin took a step forward and bowed slightly.He bowed to Gretel, turned to the house again, with a smile on his face:

"The Lord of the City specially invites Mr. Karen, Mrs. Karen, and all young gentlemen and ladies to the banquet together. Please—"

When it comes to Uncle Karen's family, it's not easy for Gretel to make decisions for others.What if Uncle Karen wants to go?What if Uncle Karen's family wants to take root in Hartland City and wants to have a relationship with Dorala?

He looked across inquiringly.Uncle Karen has already taken a step forward, at a loss:

"This...how is this..."

The middle-aged soldier didn't know where to put his hands and feet.He is just an ordinary soldier, who has struggled for more than ten years, and he has only become the captain of the city guard army. He is old, and he can no longer cross the hurdle of a knight.

In this life, there is a natural barrier between him and the knight.

The envoys sent by the City Lord's Mansion to treat guests, both of whom were knights, actually saluted him first?
He stabbed his hands and feet and was very flustered.However, he really didn't want to go to the banquet in the City Lord's Mansion!

The City Lord's Mansion, the Viscount's Mansion, that kind of place is not something they can enter.They didn't invite them sincerely, but just invited Gretel, and by the way, they brought their family along——

When the time comes, how many knights are standing, who are they sitting, how many knights are watching, and how many knights are eating?There are also children and daughters, God knows how to be ignored!

However, the castellan invited the two knights as messengers.In his capacity, there is no room for disapproval at all.When he was in trouble, Karen could only look at Gretel for help: Are you going?

Gretel smiled instead.He calmly walked through the crowd, stood beside Uncle Karen, took his hand and turned to the speaking knight:

"I'm very sorry. I've come a long way and I'm already very tired. I just want to catch up with my relatives for the time being. I won't go to today's dinner."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of letter paper and waved it into the air, but there was no movement, the letter paper was densely packed and covered with handwriting.With another finger, the mage's emblem landed on the paper, revealing an oak staff wrapped around a small snake:

"Please sue the city lord, in three days, I will definitely pay a visit."

With a random push, the letter fell on the floating plate and floated directly in front of the knight.This series of actions is smooth and flowing, showing the demeanor of a mage.

In the eyes of the magician, it is nothing, but it is more than enough to bluff others.Sure enough, the guards on both sides all showed awe, and retreated quietly.

The knight didn't dare to say a word, and bowed to take the letter paper.Captain Karen felt a little uncertain:
"Hey, why don't you go now? After all, you are the city lord..."

"Uncle Karen, it's fine." With a smile on his face, Gretel held Uncle Karen's hand slightly tighter, with a soft voice:

"It's just a Viscount City Lord. I'm in Nevis. If the Viscount wants to see a doctor for me, as long as it's not an emergency, at least make an appointment three days in advance."

His tone was soft, but his attitude was full of confidence.Captain Cullen was dubious, looked at Gretel, and then at the young girl beside him.really no problem?

Now, Grete really doesn't even have to give the Viscount face?
He was hesitant, and the knight who came to invite someone was even more unwilling to retreat directly.Look at this, look at that, I always want to pick out another accurate sentence, so that I can have an explanation to the city lord:

Can you not go if you say no?
You are only a sixth-level mage, and you are not considered the top spellcaster in the city, so you can not give face to the city lord?
Gretel smiled slowly.He tidied up his clothes, turned the mage badge casually, and put it right:

"Uncle, I have been away for four years, and now I am a sixth-level mage. Give me another four years, and guess what level I can reach?"

Speaking intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced to the side.Hmph, he used to be the deputy director of the emergency department, and it's not like he doesn't know how to push out and throw face at the treats of patients' families and pharmaceutical companies!

The knight held the letter in both hands and made eye contact with him.Involuntarily, there is a chill:
How many levels can you reach?Mage Gehrman, who presides over the mage tower outside the city, has only been promoted from level five to level six after all these years.This Nordmark mage has been promoted from an apprentice to the sixth level in four years, and in another four years, or even in another ten years, how many levels can he reach?

The sixth-level mage can already sit on an equal footing with the city lord; the tenth-level mage, the earl in the county, can only invite him with courtesy, not direct orders!
Such a young mage is really qualified, and no one will give him face.

He bowed respectfully.Standing up again, the tone has softened a lot:

"I will take my leave. Master Nordmark, I will definitely bring your words."

Gretel waved his hand with a smile and let him go.Knights, guards, and carriages all backed away, not one of them remained behind for a moment.At this time, the doors and windows of the surrounding houses creaked open, and countless eyes looked behind.

These are all close neighbours, and in Dali terms, they are all the comrades of Yuanchen's father, the uncles who watched Yuanchen grow up.Gretel didn't care, and dragged Uncle Karen into the house, slowly reminiscing about the old days.

Well, Uncle Karen is much older and fatter than four years ago~~~
Since Gretel was taken directly to Nevis, Uncle Karen has been transferred to the Military Supply Department, and he no longer has to go out of the city to patrol.He has passed the peak of his physical fitness, and if he fails to hit the knights, he will lose all hope. Currently, he is teaching his son wholeheartedly.

The eldest son Edward joined the army with him, and the second son, in the words of Uncle Karen, "It's a good thing you left some books behind, and it's also a good thing that Pastor John is willing to teach him."After learning a few words, I don't have the talent to be a priest or a magician, so I send him to be an apprentice. At any rate, he is safer than a soldier...

Chatting and chatting, the sky is getting dark.Aunt Irene greeted her two sons to join hands, bowl by bowl, and brought out the dishes from the kitchen.Gretel was holding a steaming bowl of broth, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, listening quietly to what Uncle Karen had to say.

Listening and listening, the door was pounding, knocking loudly.Karen went out to open the door, and saw a housewife from the opposite door holding a pottery bowl and poking her head in with a smile:
"Little Gretel is back?——Our family happened to have stewed meat today, and I'll share a bowl for you to try?"

Karen can only accept it with thanks.Just as he sat down, before he could say a word, the youngest son from the neighbor's family brought a basket and brought over a basket of delicious baked potatoes.

During half a meal, the door of Karen's house was knocked twenty or thirty times.Gretel had to call out two floating plates and put them together on the side of the table to hold the dishes...

Cerilla's eyes rolled and she couldn't stop laughing.It was cheaper than Bernard, sitting on the edge of the floating dish, munching hard.After a meal was almost finished, the door slammed and was hammered hard again.

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Merry Christmas folks!

Dear friends of the postgraduate entrance examination, the plenary meeting of the entrance examination, all the answers are right!
(End of this chapter)