Chapter 263 Which Version of Mage Tower Do You Choose?

Bishop Ampton was filled with emotion. As a ship's doctor, he has also pulled out many foreign objects inserted into the body. Some of them can be treated with minor injuries, while others can cause a stream of blood to flow into the room as soon as they are pulled out. They can only be withstood by high-level magic. The kind of fear I felt at that time was something I never wanted to encounter in my life.

But Gretel, although he began to act as if he were facing a powerful enemy, he did not panic at all. Finally, he pulled out the iron nail safely, and the blood that poured out only soaked a piece of gauze.

He had a lot of questions to ask. Gretel smiled at him and made a "please" gesture:

Sorry, busy first, there are still many injured people to treat!

The Lord Bishop nodded and turned to work. After the treatment of the seriously injured is completed, there are still some scratches and the like, which the soldiers can wash themselves without the need for the priest to take action. Bishop Ampton clapped his hands and returned to see Grete. He saw him sitting on a low stool, facing the soldier's bloody calf:

"Emmmm, your bruise is a bit big... Don't move. I'll help you stop the pain first, and then clean the wound..."

He raised his palms. Bishop Ampton's eyes lit up, and he walked to Grete's side, taking three steps at a time. Grete's palms were slightly bent, and his fingers were spread out, as if they were holding an egg. It was basically similar to the standard gesture of "delaying pain". Then, the palm moved up half a foot and enveloped around the soldier's knees.

Familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar fluctuations came.

"Hey -" Bishop Apton subconsciously wanted to scream. Your [delaying pain] position is wrong! To release this magical technique, you should aim it at the injured person from a distance and cover him completely, so that he can feel no pain at all and can continue to fight!

What do you mean by aiming your spell at his knee?

As soon as the words reached his mouth, someone shouted out faster than him. The wounded soldier bared his teeth and twisted his face: "Ouch——"

Grete stopped, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked at him nervously. The soldier shouted twice, then suddenly stopped, lowered his head, and looked at his calf:

"Hey, hey? Doesn't it hurt?"

Grete laughed out loud. The soldier also laughed sheepishly: "I'm sorry, Pastor, I thought it would hurt..."

"As long as it doesn't hurt." Grete lowered his head with a sullen smile and poured saline solution onto the wound. After pouring half the bottle, he suddenly stopped and pointed at the wound in front of him:

"[Mage Trick]!"

An invisible breeze blew past. On the wounded soldier's calf, all the sawdust, dust, pebbles, and flowing blood were swept away, revealing a clean wound, as well as a few sawdust rooted in the muscle that needed to be removed.

"Can the mage's tricks be used like this?" Bishop Apt was surprised. He was stunned for a moment and sighed:

"The mage is so convenient..."

Gretel lowered his head to suppress a sigh. The cleaning technique of the mage's trick is really useful. If it were in the previous life, cleaning the surrounding area, disinfecting, cleaning the wound dirt, and thoroughly debriding such a large wound would have taken less than half an hour!

With this skill, when he was a junior doctor in the emergency department in his previous life, his efficiency would have at least doubled!

He meticulously pulled out the sawdust and disinfected it again. A ray of white light passed by, and under the traction of positive energy, the superficial scratches healed silently. Bishop Apt immediately came up and said:

"How do you use this [delaying pain]? Why is the fluctuation so small? Why can it stop the pain if it is tilted upward? - Ah, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask, but can you let me watch from the side?"

"sure!"

Grete raised her face and gave him a bright smile.

One of the two was treating, the other a spectator. After the treatment of the fifteenth wounded soldier was completed, Gretel wiped away his sweat and spread his hands to indicate that the treatment skills were exhausted. The next moment, Bishop Ampton diligently presented a golden vial:

"Energy potion. Below level five, one sip can replenish mental power."

Grete took it with a smile and nodded to him. He then debrided and treated the wounded soldiers. While treating them, he talked to the wounded soldiers:

"Your piercing is a bit deep...Wait a minute, let me find a strap first and tie the upper end of your arm tightly, so that if a blood vessel is injured, blood will not spurt out..."

"If the wound is deep, it must be cleaned thoroughly. Don't worry, I will open the wound and wipe it with a clean cloth dipped in strong liquor..."

"Does this stop hurting? You can still feel me touching the wound, but it doesn't hurt, right?"

Bishop Ampton followed him closely, wishing he could hold a notebook and write down every word of Gretel's and every step of casting spells. Gretel finished treating the last wounded soldier, washed his hands, and turned back to him with a grateful smile:

"Sorry, I'm currently researching [Delaying Pain] and can't find a place to test it, so I'm sorry to bother you!"

"No interruption, no interruption." Bishop Ampton laughed and waved his hand:

"This is the council's fleet. You are also a healer. It is a good thing to treat the soldiers. Since the fleet allows you to enter, if you need it, just come over!"

"That's great!" Gretel laughed happily:

"By the way, I still don't understand some details about the [Delay Pain] spell. You are a powerful senior healer. Can I ask you for advice?"

The exchange, which was called asking for advice but was actually a discussion, continued until the evening. From that day on, Grete had an additional experimental base, a treatment center in the morning, a fleet barracks in the afternoon, and the laboratory continued to develop penicillin in the evening. After half a month, his [delaying pain], ah no, anesthesia has improved by leaps and bounds. The consumption of local anesthesia within a 10*10 cm range has been reduced to the level of a level 0 magic trick.

As for his P4 laboratory, ah no, the drawings of the Mage Tower were finally finalized, and two thick stacks were placed in front of him.

"The stack on the left is the basic version. There are seven floors above ground and two floors underground. It is equipped with four elemental pools, a control room, two invisible servants, an alchemy laboratory, and a meditation room. Spell protection includes tower reinforcement, arcane locks, and door sealing techniques. , magic alarm, protective energy, in addition to the biological laboratory you specifically requested, it is the structure of the basic mage tower in the provinces."

The Archmage of the Protection Department pushed the manuscript paper forward:

"Choose the normal version, and the construction costs will be borne by the council. Except for the training and assessment mentioned before, you don't have to pay anything extra."

"What about the page on the right?"

Grete looked to the side with burning eyes. Don’t lie to me, you came out with two versions just to make me choose the more expensive one!

"The high-level mage tower on the right, in addition to the four major element pools, has added positive energy rooms and negative energy rooms, and the tower spirit level is one level higher." The archmage smiled knowingly:

"There are two more protective magics, two more trap magics, four more invisible servants, and one more arcane garden for cultivating magic plants."

"Just tell me! What do you want me to do!"