Chapter 1799 I Am a Priest of the Glorious Holy See. I Am Going to Nevis to Learn Healing.

Naturally, it is not possible to add money, and the high-level mage sitting in the mage tower does not have this authority.

What's more, the strongest expert in this group of people gathered, excluding Grand Duke Rimel, was an old orc. The Grand Duke saw that the power of his movements was at level 15.

Level 15, even a seriously ill level 15, is enough to walk proudly in most big cities and become the guest of a duke or marquis.

Asking Grand Duke Rimmer to help take care of this team is just to guard against the attack of experts who exceed expectations, and to balance the forces of all parties.

After all, orcs, barbarians, vampires, local knights, and priests of the Glorious Holy See. Without a super powerful master to control them, they would start fighting every minute. However, if there is a master, they can't fight even if they cough...

In this way, the Grand Duke actually didn't have much to do. After entering the Netherlands, it could be said that there was almost no danger. And there is nothing to do, and there is no price to pay, so I can only follow the crowd and walk slowly:

Moreover, he had to lower his speed and accommodate those guys with the lowest levels.

Five "good seedlings found locally", two from the White Wolf Territory, two from the Saxony Territory, and the remaining one even ran away from the territory of Archbishop Coranna, one of the seven electors!

They are all self-taught! The age is generally under 25 years old, and the grades are one to three...

Although it is still very low, and far lower than the average level of mages in Nevis, in the magic desert of the Old Continent, under the nose of the Glorious Holy See, to be able to achieve such a level is already very impressive!

Grand Duke Rimmer occupied the innermost table of the tavern, enduring the noise and vulgar laughter and shouting in the tavern, feeling full of impatience.

From this table, two orcs occupied the second table, and the barbarians occupied the third table. They were all holding wooden cups as big as their heads and drinking wine as hard as they could.

The two old knights and the two clergymen of the Glorious Holy See were whispering to each other:

“Are you going to Nevis for medical treatment?”

"Yes, the injuries I suffered in the early years still cause pain in my waist and legs. When the weather changes, I feel pain everywhere. My family said, send me to have a look. What if it can be solved? What about you? You want to go too?"

"Yes." The younger female cleric hammered her waist with her backhand, showing a little pain on her face, but soon turned firm:

"Not only do I want to get treatment, but if possible, I also want to study there for a while... Their treatment methods are very special, and many of us can't do it..."

"Won't the Holy See punish you?" The old knight frowned worriedly. Grand Duke Rimel also pricked up his ears:

Will the priests of the Glorious Holy See also go to Nevis to learn new healing techniques? If this is the case... it means that more and more priests are turning to the Magic Council, and the foundation of the Holy See has been shaken...

"I have left the Holy See." The female cleric raised her head and smiled:

"I really can't stand them... they are not allowed to help mothers, not allowed to relieve them from the pain of childbirth, and treat pain as their sin... Obviously, obviously many sisters can survive, obviously many sisters do not have to suffer so much bitter……"

As a nun in a convent, she was not allowed to get married, let alone have children, so she never suffered the pain of childbirth.

However, she has also seen the effects of various childbirths on nursing noble women, nursing women who are pregnant and giving birth, and even going to towns and villages to help poor women in order to glorify the Lord of Glory. Danger and pain.

And these dangers, these pains, they are not allowed to intervene in advance, not allowed to help, not allowed to save:

"This is their sin! It is the sin they were born with!"

It is clearly written like this in the scriptures!

If she was still in the system of the Glory Holy See, she would not dare to take a step beyond the limits. Reprimanded, excommunicated, deprived of holy power, or even directly burned on the stake, the fate of the seniors was clearly laid out there.

However, the so-called my faith belongs directly to the Lord, and my strength comes directly from the Lord. After accepting this idea, she resolutely walked out of the monastery and came to the north.

Her strength has not diminished and she is freer to do what she wants and gain more knowledge about caesarean section. But she still felt that it was not enough. She wanted more and wanted to know more!

Grand Duke Rimmer closed his eyes slightly and nodded slightly. Human beings, this is human beings. No matter what theory or oppression, they cannot suppress their desire to pursue life and reduce suffering.

Their vitality is like weeds. Even if they are burned out by fire, or even if the ice and snow cover them for a whole winter, they will still rush to emerge the next day...

"What about you?" On the other side of the square table, another old knight and an old priest with white hair and beard were also whispering:

"You came from the territory of the Archbishop of Trier...are you really not afraid of the collapse of your faith when you accept other people's healing techniques?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" The old priest smiled proudly:

"A disease is a disease, and treatment is treatment. If you are not as good at treatment as others, you are not as good as others. If you are not as good as others, just learn it -"

"Moreover, there are some diseases that cannot be cured through treatment, or can only be cured through treatment. Some of the things written in the paper I can understand, and some I cannot understand... The paper I got is too not enough……"

He sighed in annoyance. No matter how strict the Holy See is on guard, it does not prevent the real high-level officials from regularly obtaining papers from the Magic Council. However, his level is not high enough, not to mention that the ascetic monks are already outside the core of the Holy See.

The papers I got were one in the east and one in the west, but they couldn't be put together. All he can do is to speculate, practice, and learn:

"Anyway, I am an ascetic monk. I occasionally disappear for a year or two, and they can't find me. Besides, I have learned it, and I have used it to help the people of the Lord of Glory. Isn't that adding to the glory of the Lord? ?”

Just be happy. Grand Duke Rimel pouted secretly: Human beings can really find reasons for their own thoughts. In order to achieve their wishes, they will use various methods to convince themselves, even if it is to sell the Sisters of Radiance to the Black Forest——

In comparison, these priests who traveled thousands of miles to Nevis to receive treatment and learn new healing techniques, well, are they relatively "moral"?

The new treatment technique is obviously very attractive to these visitors from far away. In addition to several priests, the barbarian shaman was also whispering to the orc general:

"Can we learn this thing?"

"Can we send someone to learn it?"

"I'm already able to heal half-step legends...send a healer to learn. If you can learn it, we'll never be short of treatment here!"

Yes, this is the power shown by being able to cure half-step legend. At this point, Master Nordmark's healing technique can finally be said to be independent and unique——

However, as long as they show an open attitude, more and more forces will naturally turn to the Magic Council, or at least show a friendly attitude.

Who doesn’t want to have a place where they can save lives when all the doctors are helpless?

Who wouldn't?