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

Chapter 443 The New Mount Snatched by Gretel

Gretel's healing skills impressed the barbarian elders.On the third day, he was wrapped in a cloak and propped up [cold and heat resistant], sitting on Bernard's mount, and joined the team of barbarians hunting monsters.

——Yes, after discussions among the elders, the headman, Gotti, and the speaker (the above four have a certain proportion of overlap), the old man with a feather crown, that is, the elder Brock of the host L'Aquila tribe, officially notified Gretel:
For those unowned totem spirits, he can contract one for auxiliary treatment.

"Of course, this is not without conditions." The old man with a feather crown was leaning on a pale bone staff with a pair of raptor hooks on the head that were pitch black and shiny.

"For a long time, the outsiders who took away the spirit of the totem from us have left rich gifts that are sufficient to compensate. Young healer, what can you give?"

Gretel: "...What do you need? Gold coins? Weapons? Magic equipment?"

gold?There are indeed hundreds of pieces in the interspatial bag, but judging from what the elders mean, it may not be enough;

arms?The oak stick is connected with the spirit and can never be separated from you, the surgical instruments are the treasures of your heart, and anything else is not a "weapon";
Magic equipment?There are a few pieces of magic equipment, such as Lin En's booty, which was given to him before... However, I don't know if it is enough to exchange for a totem spirit...

Can you make an offer directly?
"You know, a totem spirit means hundreds of years of offerings and sacrifices for a tribe." The old man smiled and continued, the feather cloak on his body rustling, like a goshawk spreading its wings and gliding across Sky.Gretel has reason to suspect that this is also a set of equipment attached to a spirit body:
"A totem spirit means that a young man with a little talent can inherit its power and become a spellcaster, protecting the tribe for decades. Young healer, what can you give?"

I can neither worship and sacrifice for hundreds of years, nor can I shelter a tribe for decades... Gretel was silent for a moment, raised his head, and looked directly at the old man:
"During tribal gatherings, I will do my best to treat the sick and wounded. If anyone asks me for medical advice, I will teach him frankly according to his ability and understanding."

"That's fine!" The old man smiled, stretched out his palm, and made a high-five with him:
"Of course, we are also willing to give a little sincerity first - don't you want to find a mount for your followers? There are some magical beasts in captivity in the tribe. You can go and have a look with your followers and choose one that suits your needs."

Oh oh oh!Gretel's eyes lit up.Mount!Bernard finally has a mount!Finally, I don't have to spread my legs to follow him!
Winter Wolf!

Frostwolf!

Kodo!
Giant rhino!

Bernard, you won't pick a boar, will you?Wild boars are too thin!

The beast pen roared loudly.Gretel was still excitedly walking forward before, and as he walked, he landed behind Bernard, throwing defensive spells at himself one after another.Mage armor, hang up; shield spell, hang up; long-range protection, hang up; resist energy damage, hang up...

Seeing him like this, Cerilla shook her head and snorted far away towards the animal pen.In an instant, everything was silent, and the howling of wolves, the hissing of horses, and all kinds of humming were all silenced collectively at once.The night wind was blowing, and Gretel even faintly smelled a pungent stench.

Gretel threw another bubble spell and hurried forward.As soon as he probed, Bernard had already passed a black wolf, and then a huge silver wolf with a shoulder height of 1.5 meters.At this moment, he stopped in front of a fat and strong wild boar that seemed to weigh more than a ton, thought for a while, shook his head, and continued to move forward.

Gretel: "...Bernard, wait! Why didn't you pick that silver wolf?"

How handsome the silver wolf is!

Can fight again!
Don't worry about not being able to afford it, your boss is rich now, so it's still okay to feed him a pig a day!
Bernard paused, looked back at Gretel, hesitant to speak.Hesitate, sigh:
"Boss...you can't beat it..."

Uh, it doesn't matter if I can't beat it, as long as you can beat it.Besides, isn't there Serila here!Which Warcraft dares to do something wrong in front of Serila?

Gretel looked expectantly at Bernard, then tiptoed back.Silver Wolf, judging by its coat color and body shape, it should be a Frostwolf, how good it is as a mount!Fierce and handsome, with long hair, especially easy to masturbate!

"Boss..." Bernard looked at him helplessly:
"This thing is too fierce. If you tie it to the door of your hospital, the hospital won't have any patients..."

"Uh……"

The silver dragon girl chuckled.Gretel was dejected and silently followed.Wild boar, no; giant horse, no; a big fat bird that looks weird and looks like it can't fly, no...

Finally, Bernard stopped silently in front of a pure white stag.

"Bernard you want to ride this?"

Gretel tried to tiptoe to watch.Well, very well, this deer's shoulder height exceeds... Bernard's shoulder height, that is to say, more than two meters.I don't know if it can kneel down. If not, Gretel has only two options if he wants to ride it:
One, climb up with a ladder; two, fly...

Still, Bernard can definitely jump on it.Moreover, looking at the burly figure of the giant deer, it is estimated that it would not be a problem to hunch Bernard, and it would not be a problem to hunch another one.

The stag's huge double horns spread out from side to side.Gretel stretched out his arms and tentatively measured it.It seems, maybe, it seems that his own arm span is not half of the antlers of others?
While he was silently speechless, Bernard had already chatted with the guide a few words, opened the animal pen and walked in.As you walk, open your arms, palms forward, in a peaceful and friendly gesture.

Bailu stood there quietly, like a ball of moonlight.When Bernard came close, he reached out to stroke it, his nose twitched twice, and he bumped into it suddenly.

Gretel: "...Hey!"

Bernard was already prepared.He took half a step back to the side, stretched out his hands, each holding a branch of one antler.The body bowed slightly, exhaled and said:
"Hey!"

The savage's arm muscles bulged, and he was single-minded, trying to tame the stag with strength.Gretel stood on the sidelines from a distance, hesitating whether to throw a brute force——

Will it have the opposite effect?
In the process of taming the mount, if there is help from others, will the mount rather die than surrender?
"Don't help him." Seri tugged at him and lowered his voice:

"The Silvermoon Deer is very proud, and its magic perception is very sensitive. If you throw a buff spell, it will definitely sense it!"

Okay, okay... Gretel lowered his arms and stood outside the animal pen, holding a ball of healing in his hand.If you don't cheat, you don't cheat. If anyone is really hurt, let him intervene!
Bernard and the white deer stalemate for a while, then suddenly shouted, and twisted the antlers to the side.The white deer fell sideways, raised his leg and kicked, and Bernard quickly jumped away.When it was about to move forward again, the white deer sprayed out a bright ball of light, which almost hit Bernard.

One person and one deer toss and roll, entangled from morning to dusk, and finally the dust settles down.Bernard was ashamed, and with his arm around the white stag's neck, he led it out of the stable and came to Gretel.The barbarian grinned and laughed boldly:

"Boss, it's done!"

"Yeah, not bad." Gretel threw him two healing spells to heal the bruises on his arms and legs, and looked up at the white deer.Observing it closely, it became more and more burly. Gretel stood on tiptoe and stretched out his arms, but he couldn't even touch its head...

Bailu also looked at him curiously.The almond-shaped eyes were gentle and peaceful, without the slightest ferocity when wrestling with Bernard. His nostrils were flaring, and he lowered his head to gently sniff his palm, and then licked it wetly.

From posture to eyes, they all deserve the reputation of "Forest Elf".The only thing that spoils the image is the silver satin-like fur, which is now black and flowery, rolled into strands with the mud, it is simply horrible...

"Hey, you need a shower!"

Gretel stood on tiptoe and patted its forehead.The white deer snorted, gathered a ball of moonlight, and pressed it on his scratched right front leg.Then he lowered his head even more, and the next moment, the sky and the earth rotated——

The white deer grabbed his collar, raised its neck, and swung it backwards.With a snap, Gretel threw himself onto the ground and lay on the back of the deer...

...He was wrong, besides taking a ladder up and using the flying technique to fly up, there are still other ways to ride...

"Ahhhhhhh! Where are you going! Let me go! I don't want to swim! You got dirty and I didn't get dirty! I don't want to catch cold in such cold water!...Help!!!"

In short, Bernard's new steed accepted Gretel in a very unexpected way.The savage didn't need to be controlled by violence, and even when he was not there at all, Gretel could sit safely on the back of the deer and wander around.

Of course, with the size of this deer, it is enough for Gretel and Bernard, as well as Cerilla, Lynn, and Aurora to sit on it together.Oh, Mr. Troka can lie on the antlers, Lynn's golden skull can be strung on the antlers...

Gretel looked at the antlers ahead with great satisfaction.It's wide and flat. He measured it before, and the unfolded width is close to four meters.When marching in the team, it can cause a clear effect without any effort.

Of course, the Great Wasteland is vast and sparsely populated, so he can walk sideways as he pleases.When I return to Nevis City in the future, I am afraid that I will have to detour from the suburbs every day.

Gretel thought wildly, touching the smooth fur on the deer's neck.There are more than a dozen branches and branches distributed on the antlers, which are not sharp, but the curvature of the top can be said to be gentle——

Natural IV Pole.

Ok.

Such a silver moon deer stands in the hospital lobby, under which there can be placed a dozen reclining chairs, accommodating more than a dozen patients for infusion... It just so happens that this monster itself has a certain healing ability, which can be used by half a priest.

perfect!

Gretel took out a handful of seeds, spawned vines, and brought green leaves to Silvermoon Deer's mouth.The white deer turned its head slightly, rolled its long tongue, chewed the leaves and vines, and swallowed them all.Then, pawing his hooves, he snorted in satisfaction.

"How much longer are we going to go, Bernard?"

"Hurry up, boss! The black crow forest is ahead, and passing through the black crow forest is where we will hunt this time!"

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