Chapter 835: Showdown, are you here to find me, Gretel?
Grete stood quietly beside him, saying nothing.
He has always been very optimistic about this girl Liya. She is self-reliant and self-reliant, and she is also very diligent in working in the hospital - follow-up reports from little Jenny and Cerela.
Now, someone wants to take her away and give her a better life, and Gretel has no intention of interfering. If Leah doesn't want to, no one can take her away, even if she wants to?
Gretel thought to herself that there was a way to ensure that she would not be treated too miserably in the future.
For example, can the woman who signed a magic contract and asked to be taken away from her always fulfill her promise?
So he just watched. And Little Leah, standing in front of him and the lady, lowered her head and thought for a moment, then smiled brightly:
"Thank you for your kindness, respect ma'am.
She lifted up her skirt and curtsied in a decent manner - at least for people like Grete, who was very unfamiliar with Western etiquette, it was decent enough - and she didn't know who she learned it from:
"But I don't want to go."
"Why? Are you worried that I won't treat you well?" The female magician looked at her seriously. In her green eyes, there was sincere kindness and compassion. Even if she didn't release [Charm Human], the effect was close enough.
Got:
"I can swear an oath, or sign a magic contract. If you are worried that you don't understand magic and can't understand the contract, I can also sign a contract with the healer you trust.
She raised her hand and pointed at Gretel. Leah looked up along her fingertips, her eyebrows curved, and she smiled sweetly:
"Don't worry about this, distinguished lady. I have lived a good life here. I can eat well, wear warm clothes, and have books to read. Moreover, Mr. Master gave me a job.
She stretched out her hands, flattened her palms, and showed the calluses on her fingers and palms to the female magician:
"Mr. Master promised me that I can work in the hospital no matter whether I am cured or not. I rely on my own work to earn food and clothing, and live a very comfortable life. Compared with you taking me in and treating me like your daughter, it is better to
Much more at ease.”
Her body was still stooped, and her back was still not straight. However, the light in the girl's eyes was as bright as the stars, and the spine in her heart was as straight as ever.
The female magician laughed unconsciously. She touched Leah's hair, took out a colorful straw bracelet, and put it on her wrist:
"Sorry, I tested you. This is a gadget I made myself, just as an apology to you. Now, can you let me and Mr. Mage, whom you trust, have a chat alone?
Leia looked at Gretel. Seeing Gretel smiling and nodding, she bowed her knees and saluted, then left. The female magician took a deep breath, turned around, and saluted deeply:
"I'm very sorry for testing you. Let me reintroduce you one by one. My name is Marianne Weil, the wife of the Count of Ostend. The child entrusted to you is my eldest son."
Gretel nodded gently into her green eyes, not showing the slightest surprise. The countess smiled sadly:
"I'm sorry, it's not that I don't believe you, but that Andre is my eldest son and the only son I have now. As a mother, I always want to be more sure if I want him to take such a risk.
Grete stared at her silently. The countess lowered her head and smiled bitterly, then raised her head again and looked directly at Grete:
"After all, I will go to the battlefield. When the contract is signed, I will return to Ostend and fight side by side with my husband. Live together and die together."
Her back was straight, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she shot out a fierce light like a warrior. Her eyes dropped slightly and were full of love, and she stretched out her hand to press forward, as if stroking her son's little head:
"I want to be sure - I want to see that even if we both die, Andrei will still be entrusted to a reliable person. That person will treat him carefully and not just because he lost his parents.
Neglect or even give up on his treatment."
"You are that person. You will do this to the girl named Leah, and you will do this to my son. I am relieved to entrust Andre to you."
Grete sighed softly. For the patient's family members, such a test is considered civilized and polite. He stretched out his hand and shook it gently with the Countess:
"I am a healer. In my eyes, there are only patients and healthy people. There are no count's sons or children who have lost their parents. If any patient is handed over to me, I will do everything in my power to restore him to health."
The patients I treat, whether they are men or women, nobles or slaves, my only purpose is to seek happiness for the patients, regardless of religion, nationality, race, politics or status.
It's hard to do this. But I'll try my best.
The countess walked quietly, as if she was just a member of the envoy and visited one of the stops as arranged by the parliament. Gretel did not go to see him off, as if he had fulfilled all his obligations and was immersed in medicine again.
On the mission side, the Dutch nobles negotiating with the jury have already exploded.
Parliament agrees to assist them?
Very good!
Is the Parliament willing to sell them magic scrolls? Buy, buy, buy! Anyway, businessmen in the Netherlands have not much else but a lot of money! Instead of being blown away by the Glory Holy See, it is better to smash them on the battlefield and cause them pain!
Is there a ninth-level scroll? What? It’s not for sale. It’s not for sale. It’s not for sale. What about the seventh-level scroll?
"I'm kidding, of course not! Do you have strong enough spell casters? - Taking a step back, do you have strong enough professionals with spell casting experience? What do you think the scroll is? Just pull it open and you can
One by one?"
There is really nothing we can do about the magic scroll. Fortunately, the council is still willing to sell magic equipment? Trigger-type magic props? Buy, buy, buy! What, the number of magic props is not enough, but look at this explosive pack, it is also very good, it will explode with a bang
, can also blow down a wall of the church?
No problem! Let’s take a hundred packs first to try the effect!
Are you willing to sell them healing potions? Buy, buy, buy! Buy as much as you can! What, the amount of healing potions may not be enough? What should I use, penicillin, streptomycin, and some of the battlefield first aid kit?
That's it! Anyway, low-level warriors and knights who have just advanced cannot guarantee that they will receive treatment. If there is no healing potion, having other things is better than nothing!
What, is there any pain relief equipment here? It activates the tube for six hours at a time, and comes with a magic chip that can cast the spell ten times? If it runs out, there is also an energy storage chip set here in the council. If you buy more, you can get a discount?
Buy, buy, buy! This thing is so useful. Even if you don’t use it yourself, you can resell it to the Kingdom of Rhine!
Gretel: jingle, jingle, jingle
Hey, when did I get so much extra money?
Do I need to upgrade any equipment? What if, just in case, I have to go to the battlefield?
*water water*
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