Chapter 125 A Whole Day of Fighting (Available)

"Treat it! I'll treat it here! Send it here!"

"Line up and come one by one!"

"Next!"

"Next!"

"Next……"

The injured knights came down one after another for treatment, and then returned to the battlefield one after another. The treatment area was noisy for a while and then quieted down. The priests ate lunch slowly, took a leisurely lunch break, then washed their faces slowly to wake up, and started drinking tea and chatting.

They tasted rich black tea, spread honey and jam on freshly baked waffles, sat under a white parasol held high in the center of the camp, and talked softly:

"There are not many casualties today."

"Yeah, the fight wasn't too intense. I didn't use half of my healing spells today - how about you?"

"I'm about the same. But it's better to save some healing skills. Who knows whether you will be seriously injured later?"

"That's right, if a seriously injured knight comes, I will hand over all the remaining spells..."

"I hope not many people will be injured tomorrow..."

"Hi, how's it going here?"

A pastor walked in briskly outside the camp, with a spring breeze on his face, and greeted everyone. Wearing a light blue silk robe that fluttered gently, with two narcissus embroidered with white silk thread on the belt, he was the second-level priest of the Temple of the Spring Goddess. Most of the healers in Heartland City recognized that this was the proud disciple of the county’s great priest. They stood up and said hello:

"Priest Hilde."

"Hilde."

"We are doing well here. We have treated five knights, two were seriously injured and three were slightly injured. The slightly injured ones have returned to the battlefield."

"As long as there are not many injured people, we can withstand it..."

Just as we finished talking, far away, across a row of tents, there was another noise in the corner of the treatment area. Priest Hilde turned his head when he heard this:

"Isn't it over there yet?"

"Over there? It's Gretel from the Natural God Church, treating the wounded soldiers..." The first priest to say hello explained casually. At this point, I was suddenly surprised:

"Why are you still busy? I almost woke up!"

"Yes!" The man next to him also discovered the blind spot, couldn't help but stand up, and turned to look:

"How long has this been going on? Haven't the spells been used up yet?"

"Interesting." Priest Hilde murmured. He raised his legs and walked towards the source of the sound:

"Have a look!"

The proud disciple of the high priest of the county wanted to see, so a group of priests naturally followed. There was a crowd of people shouting in front of them, and as soon as they turned around a row of tents, they saw the corner occupied by Grete with people running in and out carrying wounded soldiers.

Behind the dilapidated big tent, row after row, wounded soldiers were already lying on the ground. If you look closely, you can see that the wounds on his body are all covered with bandages, and they have obviously been treated.

"Is this... treating ordinary soldiers?"

Priest Hilde was surprised. I don’t know how many people are in the tent, but as far as I can see, there are at least ten or twenty people lying on the ground:

"Hasn't he used up his healing skills yet?"

No one around answered. Priest Hilde stepped forward on tiptoes and lowered his head to look. Although the soldiers lying on the ground were pale and moaning in pain, at least they were still alive - no matter what. And the tone.

"Next!"

A shout came from the tent. Low and hoarse, as if he hadn't drank water for most of the day. Then the curtain opened, and two soldiers ran out carrying a stretcher and lowered the soldiers on the stretcher to the ground.

Priest Hilde came up to take a look. The soldier had two wooden boards tied to his arms and hung in front of him with cloth straps. There were also cloth strips wrapped around his shoulders, back and legs. Another wounded soldier who is likely to survive...

He suddenly became curious about the priest in the tent and asked in a low voice:

"How many people has he treated? How many have he saved?"

A group of people looked at each other. Those who were familiar with Gretel, or those who worked in his hospital, were either on the battlefield or had other tasks. The others had finished their tasks and everything was fine, and no one thought to come over and take a look.

Priest Hilde simply opened the door curtain and went in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the light that healed minor injuries flickering gently in the dark tent. For a moment, the caster straightened up and said in a weak voice:

"Okay, bandage him."

Priest Hilde took two steps forward. Only then did he adapt to the light in the tent, and saw that Gretel was a young man of similar age to himself, with a tired face and chapped lips. He was dressed strangely, with short sleeves and knee-length shorts, cut like a sack, with no logo embroidered on it.

If it weren't for the healing technique released just now, someone would definitely believe that this person in front of him was a new soldier.

Someone beside him responded, took the cloth strip, and tied it to the injured soldier's leg. Priest Hilde couldn't help but said "Hey":

"His injuries haven't healed yet!"

"I know." Grete replied softly. "My healing skills are not enough... I can only save them and use them in the most important places."

Hilde was silent. He looked around and saw that there were at least thirty or forty wounded soldiers lying inside and outside the tent. The therapist in front of me has been working non-stop until now...

"What level of priest are you...?"

"Level 1." Grete replied in a low voice, his voice so hoarse that it was almost hard to hear. After answering this, he immediately raised his voice with all his strength:

"Next!"

Another stretcher was brought over. Gretel lowered his head and got busy again.

Priest Hilde stood at the other end of the tent in a daze, feeling that he had kept too much, and it would be a bit shameful to leave. While I was struggling, two voices sounded outside the tent, almost in no particular order:

"Gretel, I'm back! I'm here to help you!"

The tent door opened, and two God of War priests rushed in. Priest Hilde glanced at them, one was an apprentice, and the other was a fifth-level priest. Just as he was about to go up to say hello, Grete had already shouted:

"Change your clothes! Wash your hands!"

"No problem!" The two people ran over without stopping, and only nodded hastily to Priest Hilde. While running, they took off their priest's robes, ran to the edge of the tent, and each put on a short shirt similar to Gretel's.

Under the surprised gaze of Priest Hilde, they washed their hands carefully, all the way up to their elbows. Then, while smearing something on his arm, he quickly turned back:

"Gretel! Where to begin?"

"The row opposite, from left to right!" Gretel shouted to the fifth-level priest. Follow the priest's apprentice beckoning:

"Come and help me, I'm exhausted! I tell you to do it! - This is a broken bone. First use the detection magic to see where the break is..."

The queue of wounded soldiers that had just stagnated for a moment soon began to flow again with Gretel's voice.

I was so busy that it got dark. Joanna and Alvin returned from the scout team, Priest Donald finished the logistics work, and several people joined in the treatment one after another.

Gretel was finally able to take a breath, sat down on the side, and drank a lot of water. There was a creaking sound next to him, and Priest Hilde dragged a wooden box over and sat next to him:

"You just plan to... treat these wounded soldiers every day? Why?"

There is no reason for saving lives and healing the wounded. When Grete finished speaking, he shrank back and looked at Priest Hilde quietly from the corner of his eye:

How to trick him into saving people together? Although this guy has never made a move, he is still willing to stand and watch for a long time. He is someone who can be fought for... The teacher said it well, we must unite all the forces that can be united...

He raised his sweaty cheeks and smiled slightly:

"Of course that's because it can improve your healing skills!"

"oh?"

Priest Hilde's eyes lit up.

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