Chapter 32 I'm Gretel with the support of Nordmark
The Roman knight is very upset.
Irritated and frightened.
Last night, after the young city guard was invited in by the Necromancer, he discovered that there was something wrong with his hand. The thumb of his right hand could not be straightened or bent normally.
It doesn't matter if he can't straighten, but if he can't bend hard, it means a devastating blow to him!
He can't hold a sword anymore!
The Roman knight clenched his right hand again and again, and let go in despair. He originally had a glimmer of hope. After regaining his freedom this morning, Priest Donald treated him immediately——
Useless.
It's of no use at all.
The holy white light fell again and again. The blood surged, and the warm power flowed from the arm to the wrist. When the hand was tightened, the thumb of the right hand still could not use any force at all.
When he was most frightened, the Roman knight remembered the boy who blurted out to stop him before pouring the healing potion:
"You can't treat your wound like this...it's not enough to just treat the outside, you have to fix the inside first..."
Why did he say that? What did he know? Did he...did...on purpose?
It's all the fault of that untouchable!
It's all him!
The Roman knight roared in a low voice. He turned to the trainee knight standing beside him, his eyes were so red that they were bleeding:
"Have they been arrested yet?"
"No, I don't know..."
"Don't go and see it yet!"
The apprentice knight ran away.
This is the number of trips he has made since the temple sent people out to now! Isn’t he just a soldier? The temple is arresting people. How can he still be arrested? They are sending him away again and again.
When I went out to see it, my legs were so thin...
The young trainee knight leaned close to the side door and poked his head out. He was there. Halfway back, a familiar guard saw him sweating profusely and grabbed him:
"Still asking about this? - He's coming from the main entrance!"
"ah?"
The young man was stupid.
When arresting people in the temple, especially civilians who have no backing, there is never any reason to go through the main entrance. - Pull them in through the side door and throw them into the dungeon. When they will see the light of day again depends on whether the family redeems the person quickly or not.
When did the old man think of you?
But this time, Gretel was accompanied by the captain of the city guard and the bishop of the God of War Temple. Let these two go through the side door?
The messenger from the temple said that he had not lived enough and did not want to die like this...
Besides, it was not his turn to make the decision. The bald bishop strode forward, and Knight Nolan followed without hesitation. Gretel walked leisurely behind the two men, feeling like the fox in the fox's fake tiger's Will.
of.
Phew, he should be the resident doctor who follows the chief director for ward rounds!
The Temple of the Goddess of Spring is not large in scale. Compared with the Temple of the God of War and the empty Main Church of Glory, it can only be regarded as a small one. It was early summer, and the outer walls of the temple were covered with vines, covering the entire building.
The temple is hidden among the greenery, making it look more exquisite and quiet.
At the main entrance of the temple, in a small square, stands a white stone sculpture: a graceful woman holds a stone vase with both hands, standing in a pool of spring water, with clear water constantly gushing out of the bottle mouth. The stone sculpture is surrounded by white stones.
In a circle of pools, civilians continued to come to worship the statue. Then, they scooped a bowl of water from the pool and carefully carried it back.
...Is this an artificial fountain?
What is it driven by, a water tower, a water pump, or a magic circle?
It’s not really a blessing, is it?
Grete watched curiously. Even if it was a water tower pump, it would be pretty good. At least it could provide unlimited water supply. But I don’t know if this water has been coagulated, filtered, sedimented, filtered and disinfected... Tsk, bleaching powder
I guess they don't have it. Just shine it with holy light.
After all, in this hellish place, even the streets are covered with dirt on sunny days and mud on rainy days. There are no sewers at all, and the quality of daily drinking water is very questionable. If there is an outbreak of cholera or something...
It only takes a matter of minutes for people to die in blockbusters.
——As a former emergency department surgeon, Gretel is going crazy for his emergency medicine colleagues just thinking about it.
His random thoughts ended here. Two lines of guards hurried out of the temple door, one on the left and one on the left, and stood in formation. Immediately afterwards, the priests of the Spring Goddess filed out.
Gretel's eyes lit up. The leader wore a silver crown, a light blue silk robe, and two daffodils on his belt embroidered with silver thread, showing his identity as a seventh-level priest. He wore a pair of round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Under the firelight, it sparkled—glasses! Glasses!
The craftsmanship of this era can already make glasses!
If you have glasses, you have lenses, and if you have lenses, you have the basis for medical observation!
Microscope, here I come!
E. coli, Staphylococcus aureus, antibiotics, here I come!
He stared at the people, but no one on the other side was staring at him. The great priest of the spring goddess hurriedly walked down the steps, took two hurried steps, and stood calmly. He raised his hands in a praying gesture and looked towards the person ten steps away.
Bishop Ares smiled:
"May the goddess of springs bless you."
Go out to greet, step down, stand still, salute, a series of movements are smooth and smooth, both enthusiastic and elegant. This process has obviously been refined, and every detail is flawless. In Grete's view, it is just like their dean welcoming the superiors.
During the inspection, it was exactly the same...
"May the God of War bless you."
The bald bishop returned the favor with a smile.
After the two priests greeted each other, the priest turned his eyes and looked at Knight Nolan beside him. Gretel clearly saw his eyes passing over him, and he also glanced at the temple messenger and two guards who came to catch him.
But the other party can look at it like he doesn't know anything, smile, and bow politely again:
"May the goddess of springs bless you."
"Thank you Goddess for your kindness!"
In front, left, right, and behind, the soldiers responded in unison.
Gretel followed their example and lowered his head. He clasped his hands and murmured in response. He pretended that he was just an ordinary soldier and was inconspicuous at all.
However, he failed. Half of the team were Ares priests, all wearing robes;
From Captain Nolan on down, although the knights did not wear robes, the exquisiteness of their armor was not on the same level as Gretel's;
Even if the guards of the Spring Goddess Temple go out to arrest people, they must at least wear a decent uniform and maintain their dignity outside...
At first glance, he is the guy wearing a burlap waistcoat and knee-length shorts, and his style of painting is the most distinctive.
Not only that, after entering the temple, the captain, Knight Nolan, pulled him over and pushed him in front of the high priest:
"This child is a newcomer to our city guard. He has recently awakened to the healing arts, and I am very optimistic about him. I heard that the Guishen Temple summoned him to ask a few questions, so I will accompany him to listen. You will not be unwelcome.