Chapter 108 Earn It! There Is Room for a Hospital!

"enough!"

Viscount Qiao An watched this moment with cold eyes and finally spoke up. He ignored Mrs. Deya who was crying in pain, looked around, and concluded loudly:

"This plague was caused by the Roman knights' madness and blasphemy, which attracted the power of evil. The temple worked hard to purify and eliminated most of the evil, but a small part still leaked out and caused the plague - is there any objection?"

"Praise you for your justice." High Priest Horner, the priests of the Fountain Goddess, and Baron Vaughn and others who heard that the Viscount had returned to the city and hurried over all responded in unison.

"The temple of the Goddess of Spring neglected its duty of care and failed to completely purify the evil. The cost of treating the plague and appeasing the people are all the temple's responsibility!"

High Priest Horner agreed with a grimace - no matter what, it was better than the temple being punished by the gods.

Viscount Joan pondered for a moment, looked at the resentful High Priest Horner, and emphasized: "The Roman knights blasphemed the gods, betrayed the virtues of knights, and committed a major crime. - Deprived of knight status and confiscated private property!"

No one raised any objection at the scene.

Mrs. Deya, the only one who screamed and cried bitterly, was deprived of the ability to speak by a magical spell from High Priest Horner, and was dragged out by the temple guards.

Viscount Joan turned his head and no longer looked at this old lover who was old and lustful. He turned to Elder Erwin and the bald bishop, and said pleasantly:

"Thanks to you two this time. The people are still suffering from the plague, so it is not the time to celebrate. When the plague is over, I will make a special trip to hold a banquet to thank you for your hard work."

City Lord Qiao An means what he says. Seven days later, the patients in the Glory Cathedral were completely cleared, and there were only a few patients occasionally appearing in the city. He held a banquet and entertained all the prominent figures in the city.

Gretel was also dragged over. He reluctantly sat at the banquet, looked around, and almost laughed out loud——

The Lord City Lord's invitation list, in addition to the group of nobles who ran out together earlier, was actually the same people he asked the teacher to gather on the day the epidemic was discovered, every one of them was invited!

Food merchants, dye merchants, building guild leaders, jewelers...

These people whose businesses are neither small nor big, and who are usually not qualified to be invited by the City Lord's Mansion, are now sitting at the banquet, their faces blank, and even a little trembling.

Don't be afraid, I won't take advantage of you...

Gretel really wanted to say this to them.

However, he was sitting relatively far forward, far away from the merchants and craftsmen, and could only blink at them.

What a sin, the jeweler's eyes are all red. I seem to have heard that the Spring Water Temple locked him inside and asked him to make another microscope?

That's a big project. I don’t understand magnification, focal length, or even how to make the eyepiece and objective lens on the same axis. I don’t know if anyone can make something that works?

While he was thinking wildly, Lord Qiao An had already finished his toast and toasted to the three leaders of the cult. Turning around, he actually held the wine glass directly in front of Gretel.

"Grete Nordmark." He called Grete's name with a smile, and his tone was so cordial that it was a whole level better than that meeting on Midsummer Day:

"I remember you. Your father, Fred Nordmark, was a heroic knight. He died fighting against foreign enemies. I was very sorry. Fortunately, you have grown up safely over the years and have grown into a noble man. Spellcaster—"

The Lord of the City talked endlessly, and Grete also put on a humble smile, very supportive. Hey, it’s different after upgrading. When I was still an apprentice, you didn’t think of my father or anything like that...

"——By the way, last time you said you wanted to clean up the sludge and excrement in the city? What you said then was that this kind of mess would cause a plague?"

The Lord City Lord suddenly changed the subject. Gretel suddenly came back to his senses and his eyes lit up:

"yes!"

"This is a good suggestion. I'm sure! - Nolan, I'll leave this matter to you!"

Captain Nolan said loudly. Viscount Joan touched his chin and looked at Gretel up and down. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became: This guy has been upgraded too fast. He was nothing three or four months ago, and now he is a first-level priest. Well, Bring a first-level mage...

He tried his best to cough seriously and said seriously:

"In this plague, you have made great achievements again and saved the lives of hundreds of citizens. Well...what reward do you want this time?"

Is it time to settle rewards again? Gretel was a little excited. He was happy, but he still maintained his rationality. He knew that he could not open his mouth like a lion and lowered his head in a pretentious manner:

"Saving lives and healing the wounded is my duty as a healer, and I have nothing to ask for. If my work is approved by you, I hope you can give me a microscope - that thing that can see very small objects - so that I can better Good service to you.”

"What kind of reward is that!" Viscount Joan laughed. He stretched out his fleshy right hand - this hand was once able to hold a knight's sword and fight on the battlefield, but now it was so fat that he could hardly close his fingers - and patted Gretel on the shoulder:

"That object was made by you, and it belongs to you. Think again!"

Huh?

Earn a microscope for nothing!

Microscope! He asked the jeweler when he came. A magnifying glass costs 100 gold coins, and the eyepiece + objective lens costs 200. Plus various accessories and craftsmanship, it can't be obtained without 300 gold coins... This is still the cost price.

Even though he is now an official mage, he still can't get it out even if he empty out his wallet...

Earn it!

Big profit!

Lord Viscount, you are such a good person!

Gretel almost cheered. The corners of his mouth kept rising, still maintaining a humble posture, and whispered:

"If possible, I hope to be qualified to open a treatment center in the city. Like my teacher, I will treat the poor and take care of their health..."

Open a hospital!

Recruiting doctors!

Looking for nurses!

Spread medical skills, treat patients, and pave the way for your own upgrade!

To the Lord of the City, this request sounded like it was not self-serving at all, but focused on benefiting others. Viscount Joan was greatly moved and patted Gretel on the shoulder again:

"Gret Nordmark. You are a spellcaster with noble sentiments. I want people to sing your praises and reward your virtue. - Nolan!"

The captain of the city guard stepped forward again. Viscount Joan rubbed his fingers:

"Does Roman have several manors in his private property? Take one out, choose a house in the city, and transfer it together to Gret Nordmark's name!

I want everyone to know that I, City Lord Qiao An, will not treat those who have made meritorious deeds and have high moral standards! "

Wow!

There is room for a hospital!

Start-up funds are also available! It’s enough to cover the daily expenses of a whole manor and maintain the hospital!

Next, only medicines, equipment, doctors and nurses are left!

Grete, come on!

Thanks to x-on:Long Jiudi, x-on:My knife is filled with poison and the reward is 100 starting coins.

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