Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 22

2021-03-16

Chapter 22 Muscle Strain
Major Moritz found a small Silver Coin out of nowhere , put it in your hand and play with it. Silver Coin moves deftly between his fingers, flickering. Winters didn't notice this, but Andre's mind was completely absorbed by the major's magic trick, and he thought: Never play dice with this Senior, or you'll lose your pants.

"Although you have several traumas on your body, your coma is obviously not caused by trauma. Other sorcerer students also fell into a coma without these traumas." Major Moritz pondered for a while, and said what he observed. some things.

It was only then that Winters realized that the other comatose students around him were actually seablue sorcerer students in the same class as him. It seems that all of them are here.

"All the sorcerers passed out last night?" Winters asked tentatively.

"It wasn't last night, it was the night before. You have been unconscious for nearly two days." Major Moritz informed Winters of the current situation without reservation: "The federal government said that almost all The sorcerers are all unconscious, but we don't know what they're saying is true or false. I can only be sure of one thing, when we came to pick up the midshipmen yesterday, all the marine blue sorcerers were in a deep coma."

Major Moritz seemed to have thought of something and chuckled: "That's why General Layton is so angry."

"Yeah, Winters, you didn't see it, I was an eye-opener. It's gone." Andre added happily on the side: "This is the first time I've seen Minister Cornelis be scolded with blood, but he couldn't say a word."

"If it wasn't because of Cornelis, why would you send a major to pick up the students?" Major Moritz was also very happy. Obviously, the scolding of Minister Cornelis by Major General Layton was also the source of Major Moritz's recent happiness.

Winters remembered the whip he got on duty the night before, and his affection for Major General Layton soared.

Cornelis is short-tempered, swift and decisive, and means of doing things fiercely. Soldiers respected and feared him, and he was really unpopular in terms of daily interactions. However, his ability is very strong, and it is rare to eat a deflation once. Not being able to witness Brigadier General Cornelis being reprimanded was a real pity for Winters.

"Let's talk about your current situation." Major Moritz turned the topic to Winters again: "I have seen many injured sorcerers, but I have not seen your situation."

Major Moritz pointed to Winters and the other comatose cadets: "You didn't fall into a coma because of trauma, we don't know what internal injuries you suffered. But since you're awake, the others should Also able to self-recover."

"Has no one else woken up? I remember I did once." Winters asked quickly, convinced that he had a lucid memory, not a hallucination.

"Some people didn't wake up once, and some people woke up once like you. They took medicine and went back to sleep." Major Moritz said, fiddling with Silver Coin.

"Medicine! By the way, someone fed me medicine!" Winters suddenly remembered and drank the liquid with a bit of a bitter taste.

"That's not actually a medicine, it's a sleep aid that I blended, and I don't know if it works. I hope it can help you fall asleep, so I mixed two kinds of sleep aids, Feed you a little." Major Moritz explained to the two warrant officers what sleep aid he was using:

"I have severe insomnia. The rhizomes of the plants are sun-dried, ground and then brewed to treat insomnia. I just have a little powder they use here; the indigenous people of the Far West Colony of the Pseudo Muluo Empire like to chew a leaf to enter a state of sedation. Ancestral Communication, I happen to have a little of this dried leaf as well.

You guys are obviously in great pain after waking up for the first time. It's better to keep you comatose than that, so I'll try I'm going to feed you a mix of the two to help you get back to sleep. Thankfully it works."

Winters then realized who helped him, the last time he was awake, Winters was so miserable Rolling, this time awake tolerable, he said gratefully, "The medicine you prepared must have worked, and I feel much better than when I was awake last time. Thank you, Senior."

"No, no, no, you're wrong. It wasn't my medicine that helped you, and what I called out wasn't medicine, just a sleep aid." Major Moritz waved his hand gently, and he said his own Speculation: "My sleep aids don't repair your body, your body repairs your body."

"Repairs your body?" Winters didn't understand what the Major was talking about.

"I think that you fell into a coma because you have suffered a serious injury somewhere in your body. It's just that there is no trauma, and outsiders can't see it. This invisible injury can only rely on your body's self-healing When does your body repair itself? I'm guessing when you're in a coma or sleeping.

When you lose consciousness, your body is actually working on repairing itself. And when you're awake , because the severe pain caused by the injury will hinder the body's self-healing process. So I put you into sleep so that your body has more time to repair itself."

Major Moritz The explanation is simple and easy to understand, and Winters can easily understand it.

Winters tentatively said, "If I want to get back to health faster, should I sleep more?"

"If I'm right, it is." Mo Major Ritz nodded.

"Then can you give me a little more sleep aid?" Sleep, Winters' favorite physical activity.

"No, I only have a little stock of these two sleep aids. They were originally used for my insomnia, but now they are all used up for you." Major Moritz spread his hands helplessly. : "But..."

Whatever the language on this world, anything before "but" can be considered nonsense.

"But..." Major Moritz said with a smile: "I have another method that can approximately achieve the effect of medicine for sleep aid. You can try it."

"Uh...Thank you Senior." Winters didn't know why, so he could only thank nodded first.

"You don't want to thank me, you should thank your classmates who have been taking care of you these two days. Your classmates accompany you all the way." Moritz Senior reminded Winters.

Winters quickly got up and gave Andre a deep bow: "Thank you so much."

"don't, don't, don't, Don't thank me..." Andre also stood up hurriedly, explaining sorry: "I just changed shifts for less than an hour. It was Bud who was watching over you before, and he couldn't bear it after a day. Just went to bed."

"What? Bud?"

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The weather is clear and the waves are high, and the bunting is flying on the pilot mast.

The clipper, which is full of marine blue trainee officers, has sailed out of the rainy area. The trainees no longer have to be trapped in the dark and damp cabin. Everyone ran to the upper deck to breathe.

When the weather is nice, Winters and Bud are also blowing the sea breeze and drying their clothes on the upper deck. Winters had not regained consciousness when he left, and Ike helped him pack his bags and wash his armed clothes.

But it rained that night, so the clothes didn't dry. Winters wanted to throw away the musty suit, but he felt sorry for Ike for that, so he took it to the deck to dry while the weather was nice.

"You drank back what you spit into your glass last night, you know?" Bud was overjoyed.

"Don't say it, please, I feel like throwing up even just thinking about it now." The hangover made Winters feel a pain in his brain, and this time it wasn't a "phantom limb" caused by using magic. Pain", but a real headache.

It was only after learning about Major Moritz's "alternative therapy" that Winters realized how unreliable first impressions were. Refined in manner is just the major's disguise, and excessive drinking is the major's true character.

What the major said can replace sleep aid medicine is wine, which means that the effect of sleep aid medicine is similar to that of amnesia.

And the major's preference was not for wine and ale, but rum, the spirit preferred by bottom sailors.

Since sugarcane was introduced from the southern continent, large and small sugarcane orchards have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain on the island chain outside the Senas Bay.

Rum also became popular as a by-product of the sugar industry in the Seines Bay area, and it is not known when it became the favorite of Major Moritz.

In the name of therapy, Major Moritz, who was worried that he had no drinking friends, poured Winters into unconsciousness, and indeed fulfilled his promise to help Winters "approximately achieve the effect of using medicine to help sleep" .

"So how are you feeling now?" Bud was curious about the effects of Major Moritz's therapy because the Winters were dying.

“I have a headache, nausea, and vomiting right now.” Winters leaned limply on the side of the boat.

"I'm asking about magic."

"Then I think the Major's theory still makes sense. Sleep does repair the third hand." Winters also had to admit Every time I woke up from sleep, the inexplicable pain lessened a little: "By the way, did you get a gunpowder?"

"Here." Bud took it out of his satchel A calf horn: "I asked the captain to ask for a gunpowder, and he just gave me a dime. I'll give it back to him when you're done."

Winters took the gunpowder and removed the stopper , poured a little gunpowder over the side of the boat. Then he recalled the feeling of using fire-like magic, maintaining the casting gesture, and trying to ignite the small pile of gunpowder in front of him with the fire spell.

Using the fire technique to ignite the gunpowder is a skill that should be learned when the sorcerer is getting started, and it can be said to be the easiest effect to achieve.

But the gunpowder didn't ignite as Winters had expected. Instead, Winters' phantom limb pain, which had subsided, erupted again.

Winters was shaking with pain, and he felt unsteady on his feet, so he put his hands on the freeboard and waited for the pain to subside.

Bud hurriedly poured a glass of spirits for Winters: "There's no need to try to use magic in such a hurry. Don't worry, your spell ability is still there, your phantom limb pain gradually subsides, it means your Is the spell ability gradually recovering?"

"I just tried it, and I didn't imagine it would recover so quickly." Winters held the wine glass in his hand, but didn't drink it: "It seems that it can only be slowed down. I'm recovering slowly."

"I think it's very vivid for you to call spell innate talent the 'third hand' and the 'fifth limb'." Bud looked thoughtful: "Look, you are not right now. Is it just a strained muscle?"

"hahahaha." This wonderful metaphor scratches Winters' laughter: "You're right, I have a strained 'magic muscle' right now. It's not just a muscle strain, I feel like I almost broke my tendons."

After laughing, Winters said to Bud: "By the way, you said you must be assigned overseas. You Look, aren't you coming to the Ocean Blue Republic now?"

"I did apply for an overseas dispatch, and I didn't expect that I was finally assigned to Veneta." I was not sent overseas. , Bud's mood is also very good: "This year is also a special situation, there is not a single overseas dispatch, and all are left in the country. But I always feel a little weird..."

"Don't think so much. , it is better to go to Hailan than to be sent overseas." Winters is still optimist: "Don't worry, the Hailan Army will not deliberately crowd out the United Provinces. Besides, there is me, don't worry."

"I don't really care about geographical discrimination, because no matter where you are, the poor are the most discriminated against." Bud's perspective is always unique, but his attitude has always been peaceful.

"Don't be so negative, we've finally grown from cadets to officers, and we'll have to wait until the sea blue city must celebrate." Winters patted Bud's shoulder hard, accidentally pulling the stab wound on his right arm.

"Master Officer, are you still drinking this wine?" A sudden voice interrupted Winters and Bud's chat.

It was a sailor who chimed in. The sailor's skin was tanned by the two suns all year round, and only the whites of his eyes were exposed. The locks of hair were sticking together, and it should have not been washed for a long time. He rubbed his hands together and stared wistfully at the wine glass in Winters' hands.

"You can drink if you want." Winters handed the glass to the sailor. Winters didn't like drinking at all, and there was no clean fresh water on the boat at all: "But I'm not a master, just call me Winters. Well, this is Warrant Officer Budd. There is no master in this land for a long time, and the nobility was overthrown twenty-seven years ago."

"Thank you, sir, sir. Thank you sir." Sailor Bow like pounding garlic, take the wine glass and drink it down, and put out a long breath happily. Although the Alliance eliminated nobles twenty-seven years ago, many people still have nobles in their hearts.

"Don't call me master, just call me Winters. Big brother, the sailor, I just have a question I want to ask." In fact, since waking up today, Winters has always had a doubt. There just happens to be a sailor who can answer.

"You say, you say." Sailor nodded hurriedly.

"Why do I feel like we're heading east?" Winters judged the ship's direction from the sun's path and found it odd.

"That's right, we're heading east." The sailor sounded as if someone were asking him if one plus one equals two?

"What?" It was Winters and Bud's turn to be dumbfounded.

The land of the Gulf of Cenas is roughly a semicircle, with the Union Province Republic occupying the northern half of the semicircle, and the Ocean Blue Republic occupying the southern half of the semicircle. Hailan City is located in the south of Guitu City, facing Guitu City across the sea, which is common knowledge of geography.

But the sailor in front of him actually said: The ship is not moved towards the south, but moved towards the east.

Winters and Bud spent two full days on the boat before realizing this wasn't the way home.

"Then where are we going?" Winters asked, grabbing the sailor's clothes.

"Master Officer, of course to Taneria."

(end of this chapter)