Alchemist’s Daily Life In Foreign World

The orderly soldier named John Jr. is a very talkative person. As he walked to the barracks under the city with Edward, he said:

"Normally, there are not many. Especially in the coldest winter.

Looking from here to the west, you can’t even see a ghost shadow.

You can see hordes of bison and moose in summer. Run on the wasteland.

Wild wolves and violent bears stray on the wasteland, but they rarely attack the city wall.

Most of them come after those adventurers who want to make a fortune.

Mainly in the late autumn and early winter, groups of devil beasts squeeze here, and they can't kill them.

It’s strange to say that every year we can Kill thousands of devil beasts.

But there will be so many more in the next year, as if the devil beasts on this wasteland are endless."

"The devil beasts are mainly to go Will you go here?

How many defenders do you have? Can devil beast take care of it when attacking the city?"

Monica asked two questions about the military.

When the young John saw the beautiful Dame question, he immediately came to his mind and said:

"We have 3,000 troops on the Western border, and half of them are stationed at this mountain pass.

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Because devil beast focuses on this segment.

Usually fewer people are stationed, so they are sent home to farm.

After the autumn harvest, there will be a place.

The lord draws people over to coordinate the defense.

At that time, it was lively here. At most, the City Wall section can reach three or four thousand defenders!"

Little John said.

Edward has the final say in his heart, a small country with a population of more than 100,000.

The standing army can reach 3,000. Counting the soldiers who usually guard the White Eagle City, the number of full-time soldiers can reach 5,000.

According to the previous life, this can be regarded as a militant warrior.

But White Eagle Dukedom of the world is different. First of all, this is a country of immigrants. Every year a large number of new immigrants come to White Eagle Dukedom.

And most of the immigrants are youngsters, so youngsters account for a large proportion of dukedom's population.

The soldiers here are not fighting with the same kind, but defending against foreign devil beasts, so they are morally tenable.

"Have you sacrificed a lot in fighting the animal tide in recent years?"

Edward asked a price-sensitive question.

Didn't expect Little John said very simply:

"Since our Western border has been equipped with a large number of steam crossbows, the annual casualties are getting smaller and smaller.

Originally, the bows and arrows did not penetrate the fur of the Second Rank devil beast. When the devil beast climbs to the top of the city, we can only fill it with our lives.

Now the steam crossbows are fired in a round. All the big guys are lying down!

There are bigger guys, just a few more rounds and it’s over.

Now before it snows every year, it’s very lively here. Come here. There are hundreds of people who collect devil beast fur!

Those lords are happy to come, and they won’t hurt a few people. Every year they can divide a lot of devil beast fur and devil beast meat.

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Some lords sold the fur on the spot, and the money sold was more than the income from farming every year!"

Edward thought the situation here is severe, didn't expect the situation is getting more and more serious. All right.

An industrial chain has gradually formed.

It seems that technological progress cannot be underestimated. Perhaps the time for mankind to step deeper into the new continent and slowly reveal the secrets of the new continent is about to come...

While talking, the three of them got off the city wall, turned a corner, and came to a building. The entrance of the barracks.

"The officers have settled here, and most of the time they go home to live."

Little John pointed to the single-family houses near the east side of the stockade and said, Then he pointed to the barracks in front of him and said:

"We bachelors and active soldiers can only squeeze these barracks."

This barracks is made of logs and It was built of rammed earth, with a thick animal skin curtain hanging at the door.

After entering the house, I found that the house was warm, and the fireplaces on the east and west sides of the house were booming.

In the barracks are wooden beds placed against the wall. The wooden beds are made of strong logs.

The quilt on the bed is folded neatly. It can be seen that the Old General ruled the army strictly.

But judging from the devil beast fur exposed under the bedding, the soldiers here live a rather "luxury" life to some extent.

At this time, the barracks were very quiet, and most of the people were outside.

There are only two people lying on the bed, resting in bed.

Little John walked over to one of the beds. On the bed was a thin youngster.

He was sleeping with his eyes squinted under the covers.

Little John pushed him gently, calling out a few words softly.

The man woke up dazedly from his sleep.

Little John said:

"Hi, brother, wake up.

A demon Lord Mage is here to see you!"

Then he introduced the patient's situation to Edward:

"This is Benn, a recruit who replaced his old man in the army last winter.

The body is a bit weak, but unfortunately not. Catch up with the last wave of beasts.

Otherwise, eat a few heavenly demon beast meat, you will be a hero of a lively dragon and animated tiger!"

The patient Benn’s complexion is a little flushed , The corners of the mouth are chapped.

Edward walked over and touched his forehead, a bit hot.

He took out a thermometer from the space ring and put Benn under his armpit.

I asked him if he had a cough, a fever for a few days, and if there was any pain in other places.

After getting the answer that the patient felt that his condition was getting better, he took out the flashlight and tongue depressor to look at the patient's throat.

I took out my self-made stethoscope and listened to the other person's breathing and heartbeat.

Finally, the time is almost up, and I took off the thermometer.

I looked at the thermometer in the light of the fireplace, 38 degrees 3.

He frowned and asked:

"Is this the same for other patients?"

"It should be the same." Little John said.

"No cough, no throat inflammation, not like a cold."

Edward said to himself.

"Didn't expect you to still see a doctor? Didn't you claim that you failed in the potions class?"

Monica smirked and demolished Edward's desk.

Ben, who was lying on the bed with a fever, saw the beauty behind the magician slightly smiled, and felt his face burned even more.

Edward looked at the patient's face flushed and said:

"Anyway, you can't let him continue the fever like this, let him reduce the fever first."

Then he told Little John to say:

"Find a towel, soak it in cold water, and put it on his forehead to cool down."

Little John went out to get cold water in response.

And Edward unwillingly took out the black blade from Monica's waist.

Patient Benn shrank his neck when he saw Lord Mage pull out a black and breathtaking short blade.

Didn't expect Edward closed his eyes, as if feeling something carefully.

I even dangled the black edged blade in front of him.

At this time, the alchemist is fully focused on radiating the magic and spirit strength through the black blade.

The world under the magical reflection shows colorful colors.

He carefully sensed the breath on the patient's body, and felt that the so-called aura on his body was somewhat incompatible with other personalities.

He opened his eyes and asked:

"Ben, have you practiced the Breathing Technique? Haven't you noticed Battle Qi yet?"

Benn nodded said:

"The Breathing Technique started to be practiced after enlisting in the army. Now I do not perceive Battle Qi at all."

At this time, the little John of the orderly was holding a wooden basin. When I came back, there was half a basin of water with ice balls in the tub.

Edward asked back:

"Little John, are all the patients with this disease an ordinary person?

A city who can perceive Battle Qi No?"

Little John was removing the patient’s towel from the shelf next to the bed, and said:

"Lord Mage, you’re right, all those who fell ill this time Ordinary person with weak body.

Don't even talk about the official Knight, the apprentice rank is not sick!"