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

Chapter 56 Threats in the dark

Gretel was summoned within half an hour.

Magical studies are common, but mage apprenticeships are not often.For a mage tower, the number of mage apprentices cultivated in one year is only single digits.

Mage Gehrman, who is stuck in a bottleneck in research, is happy to summon the new apprentice Mage, at least to change his mind.

After his confirmation, Gretel's treatment was immediately upgraded to the level of a mage apprentice.

- A new magic robe.

- The single room in the mage tower.

- Pen and paper, candles, complete sets of personal supplies.

Even the servant guarding the gate held five silver coins in a panic and wanted to return it to Gretel.The reason is that the magician's mount can already be stored in the tower, and can no longer be charged...

Although he didn't ask for the money, Gretel maintained a good mood all the way.He entered the city, went to the barracks to return the horses, and then turned back to his home. Along the way, people kept greeting him:

"Little Gretel, you're back!"

"Little Gretel, your robe... have you become a master mage?"

"Little Gretel, congratulations!"

Gretel replied with a smile all the way.It was getting late at this time, and in the wooden house by the road, the lights began to light up.

Gretel walked to the door of the house, and was about to turn around and take out the key to open the door, when someone suddenly rushed over from the side alley.With a shoulder-to-shoulder bump, Gretel took a half step back and said, "Ouch".

The person who rushed over also made a sound of "Ouch".He stepped back even more than Gretel, slumped on his foot and nearly fell.Following the eyebrows raised, the fierce light was revealed, and a black fist was raised:
"you--"

He suddenly got stuck, looked at Gretel's robe, and stared desperately at the pattern of the staff on the cuff.Without saying a word, he turned around and ran.

Gretel looked at his cuff silently.

There are benefits to being a mage apprentice.Not bad.

Gretel entered the door humming a song.And the man who hit him ran out for a long way, and when no one was chasing him, he took a detour to the pub.A man was waiting at the back door of the tavern. His face was full of alcohol. When he saw him coming, he asked:
"How? How's it going?"

"You want to kill me! - That kid, is a mage apprentice!"

"Mage apprentice?" The wine man was surprised: "You read it wrong? This kid has only been to the Mage Tower for a few days!"

"How could I have read it wrong! That kid is wearing a long robe with a wand embroidered on the cuff, I can see it clearly!"

The wine man pondered.The guy who hit the person has already slapped his hand, and his fingers are open, poking directly under his eyelids:
"Give the money!"

"Want to take money when you have nothing to do? Come back!"

"You didn't say that the kid is a mage apprentice! - If you want more money, I will report to the city guards, saying that you bought murderers!"

"you!"

The two ping-pong-pong became a ball.Gretel didn't know anything about this. He first went to the military camp to report the news that he had become a mage apprentice, and that he would live in the mage tower. He went to the Temple of the God of War to inquire about the progress of the surgical instruments.

...not finished yet.Moreover, it looks like it will take ten days and a half months...

"Would you like this - what - how long - ah..."

Gretel sighed so much that his lungs were about to burst out:

"But I will live in the Mage Tower from tomorrow..."

"Mmmmmm, I saw your mage robe, congratulations." The bald bishop laughed:

"Since we have to live in the Mage Tower, let's rehearse the treatment process you mentioned!"

"No—I'm going home—"

"Stay in the temple tonight! Early tomorrow morning, I will send you a carriage to take you to the Mage Tower!"

Gretel's objection was invalid.The bald-headed bishop stretched out his big hand, carried him with the mage robe, and carried him to the apse like a chicken.

Gretel had been busy at the temple for half the night.The next morning, when the Temple of the God of War sent a carriage to take him out of the city, he fell asleep in the carriage and couldn't bear to open his eyelids.

Because of this, he didn't see two people pointing at the carriage not far outside the city gate, with gloomy faces.

He also didn't know that that night, a middle-aged woman entered the city lord's mansion, with tears all over her face, crying loudly:
"Roman is also your son! The temple locked him in confinement, you said there was no way to save him, and you couldn't move a pariah kid who harmed him!
Are you still the lord of Heartland City?Do you still have him in your heart? "

"Don't shout so loudly. It's not good to shout out Roman's identity." Viscount Joan, the city owner, drooped his eyes and replied slowly:
"That kid... is a mage apprentice."

"He killed Roman! My Roman! My hands are broken!" The middle-aged woman was even more excited, and her charming face roared a little out of shape:
"You said that he was a member of the City Guards, and that the Temple of the God of War valued him, but it didn't allow me to take revenge. I dragged it around until now, and I have become a mage apprentice! I managed to find someone to beat him up. Don't dare to start!"

"Did you find someone to beat him?" City Lord Qiao An suddenly raised his eyelids:
"Idiot! Do you know why the city guards protect him? Why does the Temple of the God of War value him? He healed the wound that the bishop couldn't heal! A healer, if he can not offend him, he can't offend him!"

"But my Roman..."

The woman wept bitterly.Viscount Joan sighed, patted her arm, and comforted her softly:
"If it's for Roman, you shouldn't bother that kid. - Do you know what that kid is doing lately? He's playing a set of things, saying it can heal Barron's hand."

"Barron's hand?" The woman stopped crying immediately.Barron's knight's bow and arrow skills are second to none in Heartland City. It was only because he injured his hand three years ago that he couldn't draw a bow. "That pariah said it could be cured?"

"The news from the God of War Temple said that it can be cured." Viscount Joan sighed:
"So, please bear with it during this time and don't touch that kid. If Barron's hand can really be cured, I will go to the Spring Water Temple and let them release Roman to heal the hand injury. No matter how severe the temple is, it can't be cured. To heal someone?"

The woman gradually held back her tears.After thinking about it, I was a little nervous:
"What if he refuses to be cured? Before, before..."

Before recruiting the other party to participate in the search, arresting people to the temple, one by one, they are all things that offend people.What if the pariah held a grudge and refused to rule?
So, why do you want someone to beat him...

Viscount Joanne wanted to sigh again.However, the lover is his own, and the son, although an illegitimate child, is also his own.Roman is also the only knight among the illegitimate children, and he is usually quite pleasant. If he can take care of him, he should take care of him.

"It's okay, I'm here." He soothed softly:
"If Barron's hand can't be cured, it's fine. If it can be cured, I'll ask the God of War Temple to help. With the Temple and the City Lord's Mansion here, how dare that kid die?"

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