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

Chapter 72 My Disciple is a Mage and Healer

With two big bosses there, of course, Gretel will not fall for good or bad.He fell down, Elder Erwin didn't look sideways, and a vine quietly protruded from his feet.He wrapped it around Grete's waist, wrapped it around him, raised it high, and lowered it gently.

Gretel sat down on the ground.Sweat poured down like rain, rubbing his knees and gasping for breath, he was still glad:
It's great to have a big guy as a teacher!

Gretel finally succeeded in throwing the blame. He sat on the ground and rested for half a minute before limping to visit other wards.Elder Erwin and the bald bishop were very busy, while on the other side, Viscount Joan, the city lord, was still in the carriage, chatting slowly with others.

Riding with him was an elderly magician, the one who had previously sat on the head of the Gehrman magician.The old magician looked left and right, and suddenly said "Huh":
"That eagle?"

The goshawk hovered over the store all the time.One after another, the chirping continued, and the red cloth belts on the paws flew like flags.Viscount Joan looked up and called out "Yeah" on the spot.

As the city owner, you can eat, drink, and have fun, and it is not impossible to have more mistresses. Even if the force value is not high, it is not a big sin.But there is one thing that must be kept in mind: what extraordinary organizations are in the city, how strong their combat effectiveness is, and what their characteristics are like!
"Animal companion..." Viscount Joan murmured: "This is... this is the call for help from the God of Nature!"

Even the animal companions have been sent out to ask for help... How bad is the situation over there?

Viscount Joanne clenched the window frame tightly.The carriage continued to move forward, and soon, the situation of North Street was reported in waves:

"10 injured!"

"17 injured!"

"29 injured! All have been moved to the nearby store, and no one has died for the time being!"

"10 people were seriously injured and 19 people were slightly injured! 5 of them were unconscious!"

Trouble now... Viscount Joan frowned deeply.And the nobles in the convoy have gradually become agitated with the arrival of news:

"Oops, my niece is on North Street!"

"My grandson said he came out to play today!"

"My mother-in-law took my sister-in-law out to go shopping, wouldn't I just meet her?"

"Countess Rhona! Linglang is injured!"

"Franz! Go to North Street and tell that little priest--what's your name--let him cure my nephew first! There's a lot of rewards for getting cured, and I'll break his leg!"

The convoy accelerated and accelerated.The crowds are surging, and the Midsummer Festival is celebrated all over the city, and it is not so easy to pass quickly.Knight Nolan took the lead, lined up the crowd, and the two captains around him kept shouting:

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Make way for the Lord of the City!"

"Smoke them to death if they don't give way!" A knight who was escorting his horse shouted beside Viscount Joan's carriage.Captain Nolan turned his head and looked at it. He didn't say anything. The two captains didn't move the whip, but just shouted:

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

What a joke, little Gretel is already in a mess, give him a bunch of whiplashes, and let him live! "

The motorcade raced wildly, bumping, splashing mud and unknown objects under the wheels, and finally arrived at the door of the shop.The escort knight jumped down with agility, turned around and helped the city lord Joan to get off the car. The city lord stood still, turned around, and immediately grabbed someone and asked, "How is the situation? How many people died?"

"Report to the Lord of the City!" At the entrance of the shop, the guard in charge of maintaining order stood straight from the waist, and his tone was infinitely proud:
"So far, no one has died!"

"so far so good……"

Viscount Joan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.He hurried into the shop and saw Elder Erwin and the bald bishop one on the other, chanting healing art, and immediately stepped forward, thanking him repeatedly:
"Thank you two! Thanks to the two of you, the lives of these people were saved!"

Elder Erwin nodded and said nothing.The bald bishop laughed:
"It wasn't the two of us. When we got there, little Gretel made arrangements. Little Gretel!"

"coming!"

A person rushed over in the red zone.Viscount Joan took a closer look and saw that he was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. The fine linen shirt on his upper body was soaked through, and the cuffs on his chest were stained with blood in many places.The wet black hair stuck to his forehead, and the sweat dripped down the boy's cheeks.

- A boy from an ordinary family.However, the bishop of the God of War Temple is willing to support him, which cannot be taken lightly.

Viscount Joan thought, nodded solemnly, looked at the boy's eyes and praised:
"You're little Gretel? Well done!"

Originally, there was a trilogy of shaking hands, slapping shoulders, and giving rewards. Seeing the young man like this, forget it, fast forward to the third step.

City Lord Joan reached out and grabbed the purse.Behind him, the Grand Priest of the Spring Goddess who came in suddenly spoke with a surprised tone:
"It's him? Isn't he a magician!"

magician?Not a healer?City Lord Joan slapped the palm of his hand.He has heard of Gretel Nordmark. In order to treat the Roman knight's wrist, the bald bishop spoke for him - but, what happened to the magician?Did you admit the wrong person?

City Lord Joan turned his head to look back.Just as he was about to ask the Grand Priest, the old magician who was in the same car with him swayed three steps into the shop.Looking left and right, I was immediately surprised:

"Yo, what a magician!"

In the eyes of the old magician, the four-color markings of red, yellow, green, and black on a famous wounded person are clearly distinct, which is clearly the handwriting of magic tricks.There was also a city guard soldier standing beside the door, holding a sign. On the sign, there were a few lines of dragons and snakes written in large characters, red, yellow, green and black. It was also written by magic tricks at a glance:
"The third-level and fourth-level priests go to the red zone!

First-level and second-level pastors go to the yellow zone!

The priest and apprentice went to the green zone, cleaned the wound, and bandaged the bleeding!

Please follow the arrangement and treat according to the mark, so as to save the most people! "

It's fun too!

The old magician couldn't help laughing.Classify the wounded by means of priests, and then mark them with magic tricks. The master apprentice of the master is an interesting child...

"Really a magician?"

Viscount Joanne asked with a frown.The old magician nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's really a magician, a new apprentice in the Mage Tower..."

Can a magician also preside over therapy?
And get a group of healers to follow his command?
Wouldn't it be the bald bishop who gave him the credit?
Viscount Joan hesitated, hesitating, not knowing whether to question it or not.And the high priest has already said: "You said that Gretel did all these things? - He is a mage apprentice!"

After a few words, the nobles had gotten out of the car one after another and crowded into a pile outside the shop.The place in the store is narrow and the smell of blood is strong, and not many people are willing to go in, only looking around outside the door.Hearing the words of the great priest, they whispered to each other and whispered:

"Mage apprentice?"

"Mage apprentice doing priest work?"

"really?"

"Didn't the bishop say that this apprentice is in charge?"

"Oh, it's not like you don't know the temperament of the bishop..."

"Mage is a part-time healer? Who is willing? The temple must not be crazy..."

"Yeah, you have to teach knowledge and cultivate faith. Is it easy to work so hard for so many years! Just go to another place after teaching, which temple is willing!"

The discussion got louder and louder, and the suspicion in the eyes of City Lord Qiao An became heavier and heavier, and the hand holding the purse shrank back:

A few gold coins are nothing, it's a bit shameful to reward the wrong person.What's the matter with this kid?An apprentice, tossing so many things!
"Are you really a mage apprentice? Or a healer?"

Viscount Joanne asked with a frown.Gretel opened his mouth to answer, Elder Erwin had already released a healing technique, and said with a smile:

"Yeah, little Gretel, he's my disciple!"

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