After successfully releasing the healing spell, Gretel returned to the dining table and was particularly confident when he had lunch with the priest. He and the priest chatted while eating, and took care of the boy for an hour to ensure that the allergic symptoms did not recur before going to bed peacefully.
Before going to bed, I warned the child repeatedly that if the child felt any other discomfort, he must be woken up immediately.
Perhaps because he was a healer, or perhaps because he was grateful for saving the child, the farmer, Uncle Edmund, did not let him and his comrades crowd into the big bunk, but arranged a separate room for him. The linen sheets were soft and fluffy.
As soon as Grete lay down on the quilt, he sighed comfortably.
...The first day of time travel has passed.
From today on, I will live alone in this strange world. All I can rely on is a head full of scientific knowledge, the healing techniques I just learned to release, and...
He touched his chest. On his neck, a pendant was tied to a fine waxed linen rope. In the memory of the original body, it had never left him since he was a child.
Translucent, leaf-shaped light green pendant. It is neither gold nor jade, nor wood nor stone.
"I don't know what it is...forget it, just wear it..."
Gretel muttered softly. He closed his eyes and fell into the darkness without even taking half a second.
Gretel had a good sleep.
After arriving in another world for the first time, he walked countless miles in one breath and went through two emergency rescues. Grete slept very soundly. As soon as he touched the pillow, he slept soundly until dawn, without waking up at all.
The only thing that interferes with the quality of sleep is tossing and turning in dreams and writing papers all the time:
The patient, male, 37 years old... was treated for trauma. The diagnosis was... III-degree liver rupture, 1 intestinal rupture, 5cm in length... Intestinal repair surgery was performed without anesthesia, and healing potions and treatments were used for recovery.
Intestinal tract. The patient passed gas six hours after intestinal surgery.
Discussion: After intestinal surgery, the patient's intestinal peristalsis is slow to resume due to anesthesia and surgical shock, which generally takes 48 to 72 hours. In this case, it only took 6 hours for the patient to resume intestinal peristalsis, which was significantly shortened.
It can be considered that the use of therapeutic techniques for healing after surgery has a significant effect on restoring intestinal function. It is recommended that further clinical research be carried out on the basis of this case...
...an evil thesis.
Grete got up sleepily and slapped himself on the head, making a crisp sound.
I have traveled through time, so I no longer need to write papers to get promoted. Please spare me...
Because of this nightmare, which was not a nightmare, Grete felt a little dazed when he got up to wash up. He put on his clothes sleepily, finished breakfast, and was just about to set off with his comrades when he received a piece of news:
They were recruited by the temple guards to participate in the subsequent search operation.
"us?"
Grete was at a loss. John, the young pastor next to him, became anxious when he heard this:
"Gretel, you can't go! - That knight, that knight hated you so much yesterday, this recruitment must be for you! You go, he doesn't know how to deal with you yet!"
"Ah, is that possible?" Grete scratched his head. "That priest is quite reasonable, and he has a good opinion of me. But we are city guards! We still have to patrol!"
"But that knight is the nephew of the city lord..." Captain Cullen smiled bitterly, full of helplessness:
"The temple of the Fountain Goddess is a 'temple of nobles'. Most of the priests and knights inside are from noble families. They recruit city guards at will, just to say hello.
Patrol mission and so on, they said they would prove it for us when they get back. Little Gretel, forget it."
"But Uncle Karen, your injury is not healed yet! - I'll go find them!"
"Little Gretel..."
Ignoring the captain's efforts to stay, Gretel turned around and rushed into the hall. The Roman knight stopped at the door of the hall, listened patiently to his request, and smiled: "You are a healer, so of course you have the privilege not to participate. As for Captain Karen, his
Isn’t the injury already healed?”
Grete lowered his gaze slightly. The Roman Knight's words seemed to have picked him out and gave him sufficient reasons not to participate in the action. But - but, how could he not go!
Not to mention that everyone is a comrade, and Uncle Karen has always taken care of the original person. As a doctor, he cannot abandon his companions and run away when they may be in danger!
"It's just that it's not life-threatening! Now we can only eat liquid food, how can we be considered healed!" Grete argued hard:
"Uncle Karen's injuries on his arms and legs haven't healed yet!"
"As a soldier, how can you not fight with such a minor injury?" The Roman knight shook his head. "Besides, you can still treat him along the way, right?"
Gretel choked. He had also treated Uncle Karen early in the morning, but as soon as he healed a wound on his left leg, his head began to throb and hurt. If he tried to persist, he couldn't concentrate no matter what, and the pain on his fingertips
Not even a bit of white light can be emitted.
Gretel feels that, or based on his experience in reading online articles and playing games, he may have exhausted his mental energy. Or maybe he is just a low-level priest and has used up all his healing skills?
"...I want to see the priest!"
"The priest is still praying in the morning." The Roman knight raised the corners of his mouth slightly, lowered his eyes, and glanced at Gretel. The look was contemptuous and a little suspicious, as if to say:
Is it possible that you don’t need to pray in the morning?
Gretel: "..."
I seem to have seen somewhere that priests pray to God early every morning to restore the day's healing skills... By the way, when I just got up and washed my face, the little freckles also muttered to the sun, and said
What is he doing?
That’s it. When I got up this morning, I was only focused on complaining about the paper, and I completely forgot about praying. Besides, even if I pray, who can I pray to? The God of Nature?
He could not recall any of the names, doctrines, or prayers of the God of Nature...
I am indeed a fake divine enlightenment. Grete is sad.
Even so, giving up was not Grete's style. He calmed down and continued to argue with the Roman knight. He made requests, argued with reason, and finally, simply went out of his way and issued a threat:
"Then let me go for Uncle Karen! - Anyway, I am a healer and have privileges. If you don't agree, I won't go!"
"Okay! It's a deal!"
The palms of both hands clapped together with a snap. While high-fiving, Grete's left hand hanging by his side silently made a fist.
——This guy really has bad intentions. Be careful!
Putting on his backpack and water bag, Grete set out on the journey again. About to set off, the little priest rushed out with his bag on his back and stood beside him without any explanation:
"Grete, I'll go with you!"
"What are you going to do!"
"If you don't send me home, of course I have to follow you!" Little John winked at him. His smile was both firm and cunning, and the freckles on his face were shining brightly, dancing one by one.
:
"Don't even think about getting rid of me!"
Grete had no choice but to stretch out her hand and shake it hard with him.
Although he was recruited into the search team, Gretel was at a loss as to what he was looking for. He followed the large group of people and trudged across mountains and rivers, climbing over three mountains and wading through two creeks, and finally found their way to an abandoned building at night.
After camping in the castle, while half asleep and half awake, a scream exploded:
"Ah—skeleton!"
Clang, clang, clang, a sharp sound of a sword being unsheathed.
Although this ancient castle is far away in the mountains, it is quite large. The main castle, hall, watchtower, and group rooms are all in place. Unfortunately, most of them collapsed. Fortunately, the hall is basically intact, and the roofs of several group rooms are still intact.
The only ones below are the two towers at the southeast corner and northeast corner, which look like they can be inhabited.
The temple guards occupied the most complete hall of the main castle. Priest Donald and the Roman knights did not live with them. Instead, people cleaned out two rooms upstairs in the hall and lived next to each other. The team's horses were settled in the group rooms.
The Gretel team didn't want to crowd with them, so the five of them discussed and simply set up camp in the southeast tower.
At this time, the tower in the northeast corner was filled with shouts, footsteps, and the sound of swords hitting bones.