Chapter 365 The Unexpected Gain From the Miracle Doctor Gretel

It must be said that the orcs are really wealthy when they are wealthy. After confirming that his family had survived, the blond orc grabbed the gold bracelet studded with gems and was about to stuff it into Grete's hand on the spot. Seeing Grete take a step back and waving his hands, he took off his forehead ornaments, neck ornaments, and belt...

Golden and heavy, a golden hill was piled on the operating table.

Gretel: "...big dog owner!"

He still shook his head. To be honest, he is really not interested in gold or anything like that. If possible, let him have a physical examination of these orcs and make a record? This is his first time seeing an orc...

Gretel thought about what to say. The blond orc had touched the bone ring on his hand, and the operating table was shining brightly, with a pile of gems instantly appearing on it. Ruby, sapphire, emerald, crystal agate lapis lazuli...

If he were an orthodox mage, he would already be ecstatic at this moment. Most of these gems, not to mention their value, are precious spellcasting materials. Used to cut, inlay, store spells, and make a bunch of magic props casually.

Gretel was still not interested. His eyes casually glanced at the pile of gems, then turned indifferently to the door. The blond orc shrugged and continued to take things out of the bone ring. Seeing all kinds of bone fragments, sharp teeth, dried fruit petals, and strange things piled up on half the table, Gretel glanced at it, suddenly rushed to the operating table, and grabbed a small gray ball:

"Where did this come from? How many are there?!"

It was rare for Gretel to be interested in something, so the blond orc paid great attention to it and frowned in thought. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember it at all. He reached out and took it from Gretel's hand and squeezed it. The little gray ball was actually a little elastic and he squeezed it a little flat.

The orc squeezed it again, and a cold light suddenly appeared on his fingertips, cutting the ball in half, revealing the gray solid interior.

"That's right!" Gretel became even more excited:

"This is what I want! How many? I want as much as I want! I'll pay for it!"

"I don't know which caravan brought the goods here." The blond orc raised his head and thought for a while: "I don't know where to sell it. Hey, you can look for it and take out everything you have on hand!"

The orcs started rummaging around. And this pile of gold and gems was plainly placed on the operating table. Gretel didn't look at it, and neither did the blond orc. However, the dwarf guards were very curious, and even if there was blood all over the floor, they couldn't stop them from coming forward to explore.

"Hey, I've seen this thing before!"

The leading guard suddenly shouted. "It's right in the market! There's a very small shop! In the corner! I've seen such a thing!"

A group of people walked out in great force. The further we walked, the more remote it became, and the further we walked, the more people there were. People kept pushing over to poke their heads in, pointing and pointing:

"Is this this guy?"

"Alive? Actually alive?! You actually walked out on your own?"

"Just now a knife was stuck in his heart!"

"It is said that... the entire chest was cut open just now... blood spurted onto the roof..."

"Which god healed... the human in the middle! Doesn't it look like it? I don't even look like it, but he is the only human being..."

Gretel tried not to listen to the whispers. He followed the dwarves around, going further and further away, and finally came to a small shop. Two children were squatting at the door, throwing small gray balls of similar appearance on the ground, throwing and bouncing.

Gretel stared at the ball with bright eyes. The blond orc looked him over, called out the shopkeeper, and waved his hand proudly:

"I bought all these things!"

"Wow--"

"Miraculous Doctor" Gretel suddenly discovered that his popularity had been increased.

——Thanks to the orc who ran wildly in the market and shouted for help, attracting the dwarf guards, at least half of the people in the market heard that "there was a necromancer who cut open the chest and cut the heart";

And when the treatment was over and the injured person was awakened and walked out with all his hair and tail intact, the legend became that "there was a miracle doctor who could cut open the chest and cut the heart and still save the person";

By the time Gretel walked out of the market and returned to the trade group, the dwarves who came here were looking for the "miraculous doctor who could revive the dead."

Gretel: "..."

I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

"Mr. Miracle Doctor, look at me! I just can't use this arm!"

"Mr. Miracle Doctor, my baby has been crying and crying at night..."

"Mr. Miracle Doctor, my father's cough is getting worse and worse... He always has trouble breathing at night..."

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Gretel looked at the queue that was about to arrive at the entrance of the Mithril District from the entrance of the trade group station with mixed emotions. The other spell casters who came and went and passed by the trade group's station also had mixed emotions...

The trade group is based in the Mithril District, the smallest and most exquisite area of ​​the Dwarf King City, also called the Secret Magic District. As the name suggests, most of the people living in this area are spell casters.

There are magicians who are rare among dwarves, enchanters who specialize in enchanting equipment, jewelry that cuts and processes gems, and engraves magic in gemstones, as well as various mages, warlocks, priests, and various other people who come to travel and stay here temporarily. Various professionals...

The only rare thing is the healer.

Dwarf priests participate in daily work and learn the teachings of God the Father from mining, casting and fighting. Therefore, most of them are scattered in the mining areas, foundry areas and military areas, using their magical skills to help their compatriots.

Therefore, the dwarves do not go to the Mithril District except for special tasks. Here in the Mithril District, it is rare to see the spectacular sight of adults crying, children screaming, and sick people lining up in long queues.

"Creak" sound. At the end of the long street, another door opened. Four priests wearing black robes and white scarves filed out and stood in two rows outside the door. Among the four, another priest in white robe walked out:

"The holy light of the Lord of Glory shines on the world and drives away all suffering in the world. People who are sick can be cured as long as they chant the holy name of our Lord..."

He clasped his hands in front of his chest, then stretched out his arms and raised them to the sky. On the left and right sides, four black-robed priests bowed their heads and prayed in unison:

"The light of the Lord shone on them, and their illnesses were far away from them. The lame man straightened his legs, the blind man opened his eyes, the paralytic man stood up, and the leprosy disappeared. All the patients were restored to health..."

The light rain fell in bits and pieces with them as the center. As I walked around, people who were ailing felt their bodies lighten when they touched Guangyu.

There was a commotion in the crowd. Soon, several dwarves left the team and tentatively walked over there.

"They are stealing business from you!" Gavin, the dwarf who sent Gretel back, poked his waist and whispered:

"Do you want me to tell everyone to ignore him?"

"Why bother." Gretel smiled and shook his head:

"They can treat them if they want. It's good that one more person can be treated. There are so many people, and I can't stand it alone."

Grete discussed with the magicians for a while, and simply set up a separate room at the door for treatment. Grete sat in the center of the consulting room, with Bernard working as an assistant. As for Gavin, he simply ran to the door and did the work of maintaining order and calling people one by one for Grete.

If you don't consider that he is a dwarf, and a male dwarf at that, Gavin actually does a pretty good job of calling the nurse...

Soon, Master Ximond, who had returned from shopping, also pulled up a table and joined the treatment team with great interest.

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