Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 677 Excellent Healer

"Your Majesty, I received a brief report from the messenger on my way here regarding the current predicament faced by the field hospital at the Ice Sea Base."

When Egno received Harvey's summons, he hurriedly carried a medicine box to the palace, only to unexpectedly run into Mr. Fran McCallin, who had also been summoned, at the gate.

Harvey didn't bother with small talk or pleasantries. He handed the battle report directly to the two men and explained, "The field hospital is currently dealing with seriously wounded patients in the same way as before... We mainly use medical alchemy beasts to stop the bleeding and suture the wounds, supplemented by magical potions that have analgesic, sedative, and flesh-regenerating properties. In most cases, this can provide timely treatment for the wounded soldiers."

He paused, then changed the subject and continued, "But... a new problem has arisen. When the magical potions developed by the medical institute are used in small doses on civilian patients, they can barely eliminate the side effects and ensure efficacy. However, when large doses are needed for battlefield emergency treatment, the wounded who are already on the verge of death will be unable to withstand the magical erosion and will quickly die from physical exhaustion."

Under such circumstances, the original procedure would naturally be to arrange for a healing spellcaster of at least intermediate rank to assist in the treatment... observe the various rejection reactions that occur after the wounded take the medicine, and promptly and specifically use healing spells to rescue them.

After quickly scanning the freshly printed battle report, Magic Shield sighed and whispered, "But we simply don't have that many people right now. Spellcasters who master nature magic and healing magic are as rare as necromancers."

The spells that can be constructed and inscribed within the spell rings condensed by the caster are inherently limited. Unless one possesses an innate affinity for natural elements like the elves, most people are not willing to separately cultivate a healing spell to occupy one of the few ring slots in their magic runes. After all, their bodies, modified by magic, are fully capable of withstanding erosion... Even if they are accidentally injured in experiments or battles, they can simply purchase targeted potions from alchemists at great expense.

Neither Harvey, nor Egno and the Shield of Magic could have imagined that the nature spellcasters they had previously completely ignored would now become extremely scarce medical talents in their battle against the alien race.

"Perhaps we could transfer some apprentices from the spellcaster academy?"

“It’s no use…” Egno shook his head dejectedly. “Whether it’s the elven students studying abroad or the natural magic disciplines that very few people apply to, these young people are still at the apprentice level. They can’t even master the most basic healing spells, let alone heal a cut on their hand.”

In the battle report that was sent back, Chief Dawson made a suggestion—to use his, Salas', and Gallagher's influence in the magical world of the Southern Territory to use the "shameless" skill to contact some ancient wizarding families hidden in various countries and request them to borrow wizards with healing spells to assist them.

But this is ultimately a solution that can't solve an immediate problem, and it will take a long time before it can be truly implemented.

After a moment's thought, Egno hesitated and said, "I could also try to contact Mr. Windwhisperer Bershevar Landy and ask the Eastern Golden Forest to send a group of elven spellcasters to reinforce us. However, it might not be as effective as Your Majesty directly proposing cooperation to Grand Druid Kerriel Landy on the Magic Network Forum."

After all, Mr. Kerriel Randy, codenamed "Heart of the Forest," was one of the earliest founding members of the Spellcasters' Forum when Harvey established it.

Harvey gave a wry smile. "I contacted Mr. Heart of the Forest before you came, and he expressed his willingness to consider cooperation... but we need to give him some time to lobby the other elders in the High Elf Council for my proposal, which will also take a long time." For a race like the Elves, who live in a remote corner and are cold and conservative, to get them to actively seek cooperation, it must involve major issues concerning their survival and development. Otherwise, even out of respect for Harvey, their "friend of the Elves," it would be difficult to reach a consensus in a short time.

In their eyes, the responsibility for resisting the invasion of the southern border by a large-scale alien invasion mainly fell on humans. As a sub-race, the elves had no need to risk everything in this war of annihilation. Since some people were already on the front line of the battle, the elves, who were already holed up in the remote eastern border, were naturally happy to focus on developing themselves.

From the very beginning, Harvey did not have much hope for these sub-ethnic groups with a strong fear of war.

Whether it's elves, dwarves, or sea creatures.

They won't realize the importance of building a united front to fight the enemy until the Lizardmen truly invade the Southern Territory, destroy cities, slaughter mortals of all races, and completely threaten the survival of all races.

Thinking of this, Harvey felt a surge of annoyance and paced back and forth in the study. "Isn't there anyone who can help us in the short term? Where can we find a large number of healing spellcasters..."

Asdaren, who had been listening in silence, suddenly spoke up, saying softly, "Your Majesty... I've thought of a way that might solve the problem, but..."

"But what?" Shield and Egno immediately perked up and asked in unison.

Asdaren paused for a moment before carefully speaking, "An organization we all know about... it trains a large number of superhumans with healing abilities. No! Or rather... their organization primarily trains superhumans known for their healing abilities!"

The Shield of Magic froze for a moment, then immediately understood Asdaren's thoughts. "This...this is really, a bit too much..."

Before Harvey could react, Egno understood what the two meant and asked in surprise, "Do you intend to conscript those church priests who are imprisoned in the holy city of Goris?"

The two, their thoughts exposed, fell silent. The Shield of Law wore an awkward and strange expression. They never expected that after all this, they would end up targeting the Church, which had always been their enemy. It was an ironic and helpless situation.

Harvey stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "Hiss... This is indeed an effective method. The Vatican has indeed trained a large number of priests and ordinary priests with healing abilities. Although these people have little combat power, they used to be stationed in various dioceses to spread their faith by performing divine magic to cure diseases for the people."

In a sense, they are better at providing targeted treatment for all kinds of injuries and illnesses of mortals than orthodox healing spellcasters. Divine magic, which originates from magic, is also highly effective when used in conjunction with alchemical potions for battlefield first aid.
(End of this chapter)