Chapter 1005 The Angel of Crimea, Florence Nightingale
Whether it is a Celtic warrior or a mechanical soldier, there is no doubt that they are one level more powerful than ordinary people, but when faced with Servants, especially those like Artoria and Mash,
When he was a servant like Hijikata Toshizo, he was a bit unsatisfied.
Except for Lawrence, who followed Fujimaru Ritsuka almost every step of the way to prevent unexpected situations, the other three cavalry servants rushed to the battlefield.
Although there were only three cavalry servants, it still created a suppressive effect on the Celtic warriors in a small area.
The top priority now is to understand the situation.
But after the three cavalry servants entered the battlefield, something unexpected happened.
Although they were helping, the mechanical soldiers did not regard the three of Mashu as friendly forces. Instead, they aimed their guns at the three cavalry servants.
"Something is wrong. Miss Lawrence, go help Matthew and the others. I will hide it."
"...I understand." Lawrence looked around, hesitated slightly, nodded, opened the magic position, and brought the three cavalry servants into the magic position's range of influence.
"Doctor, are there any other magic reactions? Servants and the like." After looking at the battlefield twice, Fujimaru Ritsuka lowered his head and asked Roman.
"I'm still searching here, but my initial estimate is that there isn't... wait, there is! There is a servant on horseback!" Roman expanded the radar range, searching for possible magical reactions from the servants.
Unexpectedly, I actually found it.
"Where is it?" Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes returned to the battlefield, but she still couldn't find that kind of unique... person.
Servants generally like to wear flashy clothes, this is common sense.
"On the west side of the battlefield, your location is on the south side. Try to get closer and I will be able to locate it!"
"Okay!" Nodding, Fujimaru Ritsuka stood up, and while revealing his figure, he gestured to Mashu and others who had already entered the battlefield.
Go west.
Except for Hijikata Toshizo, the other three riding servants all understood. Even Hijikata was dragged over by Mashu.
"Yes, a little further to the west... I found it! About three hundred meters from your ten o'clock direction, the woman in the red coat is the Servant!" The distance got closer, and Roman found it after a while.
Rider.
In the battlefield, there were bullets and bullets, and the mechanical soldiers were even equipped with mortars. Fujimaru Ritsuka slipped down the mountain wall, completed the rendezvous with Mashu, and also discovered the rider.
"It can be seen with the naked eye. The other party seems to be...rescuing the wounded? Master?" Mashu held up the shield and asked Fujimaru Ritsuka for his opinion.
"Miss Artoria, Mr. Hijikata Toizo, please clean up the battlefield on this side. Miss Lawrence, Mash, you come with me!" Fujimaru Ritsuka also saw the riding servant and gave the order to the servant.
Ordered.
The riding servant is really "unpretentious". According to Fujimaru Ritsuka's consistent impression, most of the servants' attire has a strong personal touch.
For example, Mash's slightly more exposed leather armor, Lawrence's dress that was incompatible with the battlefield, or Artoria Alter's... weird-shaped armor.
Anyway, basically few followers wear normal clothes. After all, most of the followers are great people who have passed away in ancient times. The era they live in is different from the current era, so the clothing will form a strong contrast.
But this rider's attire was not "distinctive" at all. He wore an ordinary coat and carried a medical bag. He was lying on the ground helping a wounded man who had just been dragged back from the front line to stop the bleeding.
"Don't worry, I will definitely save you." She vowed to the wounded man with a serious look on her face, but there was a hint of... indisobedience in her tone?
After observing the words and deeds of the rider during the march, Fujimaru Ritsuka tentatively judged that there was a possibility of contact and communication with the rider.
"Miss Lawrence, please."
Lawrence nodded and walked towards the rider.
"Hello, excuse me, please-" Lawrence had a gentle smile on his face and leaned down to say hello.
Click——
However, the rider took out a pistol from his waist at an extremely fast speed and pointed it at Lawrence's head.
"Now is the time for treatment. Please don't disturb me from treating the patient." Her white hair was damp with sweat, and her red pupils revealed a serious look.
Before Lawrence could react, the female mounted servant withdrew the pistol again, lowered her head and began to rescue the seriously injured soldier.
Lawrence blinked, but couldn't help but laugh.
A white gem took shape in her hand, and she handed it to the female servant riding it.
"Let me do it."
"You——" The female servant frowned, with a hint of sternness in her tone, but the next second, she was stunned.
The white gem in Lawrence's hand shattered under the influence of magic power, turned into a crystal like starlight, and integrated into the body of the wounded soldier.
The huge abdominal wound stopped bleeding in just a moment. Lawrence squeezed her hand gently, and a gem scalpel appeared in her hand.
Seeing Lawrence, who had finished stopping the bleeding and debridement, and had begun further treatment, the female servant just opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
"Is there any suture thread? Madam, I only have needles." Putting the scalpel in the air and turning it into magic molecules again, Lawrence raised his head and asked the female servant.
Looking into Lawrence's eyes, the female servant was silent for two seconds, then nodded, opened her medical kit, took out the suture thread, and handed it to Lawrence.
Lawrence used a gem to pinch out a needle again, knotted the thread skillfully, and began to suture the wounded man's wound.
Mashu stood behind Fujimaru Ritsuka to resist the artillery fire. In front of Fujimaru Ritsuka, two equally beautiful female servants dressed in different styles were engaged in a battle on this chaotic battlefield.
Suture surgery.
Lawrence sewed very quickly and completed the huge wound within a few minutes. She also made a small gem and placed it on the wounded man's chest.
"That'll be fine. His injury will heal tomorrow. Before that, just pay attention to hygiene." Lawrence nodded to the female servant with his signature gentle smile.
"Well, let's move on to the next one." The female servant made no other moves and directly grabbed Lawrence's arm and dragged Lawrence towards the next wounded person.
Lawrence was a little surprised, but did not refuse. He just turned his head and gave Fujimaru Ritsuka a "reassuring" expression.
"Can I ask your name, ma'am?" Lawrence asked, turning his head.
"Florence Nightingale." The female servant stopped in front of another wounded person and looked at Lawrence seriously and solemnly, "You should be a doctor. Then, on this battlefield, I will