Chapter 692: Gretel Setting up a Net to Catch Fish

The entrance to the hospital was filled with smoke.

The navy had fewer people, but they were united and full of momentum; the army had more people, but they were stunned by friendly forces when they came up, and then they were beaten and scolded, making them even more scattered.

After a while, the Army guys came to their senses and began to organize a counterattack. Both sides were throwing fists and yelling at each other:

"We are standing up for your family! How ungrateful!"

"Taking the opportunity to harass, who knows what you are thinking!"

"You barbarians who come here to beg for food every day!"

"You lobster soldiers! Traitors who don't even have the title of Wang Family!"

“x-on:#￥%……”

“%￥#x-on:……”

Grete stared at the light screen with a solemn expression. He looked a little nervous, but he was smiling in his heart.

Hehe, I told you to harbor evil intentions, made you come to your home to cause trouble, and made you be instigated by others! Let you in, God knows what conspiracy is behind it!

Deserve it!

Grete had not done anything in the past few days after being informed by the Baroness. Instead, he asked the baroness to introduce him and quietly went to see the commander of the Royal Navy fleet.

They walked in, exchanged greetings, and then, with a touch of space, a stack of newspapers was spread out on the coffee table between the two of them.

"Ah, this..."

Seeing those shocking headlines in the newspaper, the Commander immediately felt a little embarrassed. He stretched out his calloused palms, grabbed the newspaper, balled it up, and stuffed it into the trash can:

"Your Majesty, Master, this is really not what our military meant. We will always keep your help to the Navy in mind."

"I also know that it's not you who are adding fuel to the fire." Gretel smiled slightly. He took out another chip and held it between his fingertips, while the magic power slowly flowed.

Soon, the image of the mother-in-law rose from the top of the chip:

"Pay her? Are you kidding! What woman doesn't feel pain when giving birth? She's just pretentious, but she wants to live or die? Why should my son spend the money he earned at sea like this? Don't even think about it!"

The old woman had gray hair and dense wrinkles on her face, making her look very fierce. She put one hand on her hips and waved the other hand vigorously, foaming at the mouth.

The feeling given to the naval commander was like sailing against the wind and waves late at night, the sail ropes whipping, and giant squids and monsters rushing towards him with their claws bared...

The nurse in the hospital stood in front of her, gentle and quiet, delicate and timid, like a shy little flower. She asked cautiously:

"Otherwise, how about another analgesia? You see she is in so much pain..."

"No! I won't do it even if it hurts so much! Hasn't it hurt me when I gave birth to a son? Is she so delicate?!"

The light and shadow disappeared, and the sound was cut off. Gretel had a smile on her face and said in a sincere voice:

"During this period, we have been slandered by many false reports, which is really troublesome. Originally, I wanted to release this evidence..."

The Commander's face immediately became nervous. No spell caster is an innocent little white rabbit, and no spell caster is willing to watch himself being splashed with dirty water. I didn’t fall out before, I was just accumulating strength...

I'm desperate. With the support of the parliament and the support of the legendary mage, do people really dare not show this image all over the city? !

"But then I thought about it, the mother's husband is a brave soldier of our navy, fighting for the Queen at sea." Gretel leaned forward and continued to smile:

"If these things are made public, it will be very difficult for him to return..."

Huh, when I heard that someone accused the hospital to her face and ran away crying, he immediately arranged for people to talk to the mother's family, leaving a magical image. He is absolutely experienced in this area!

In the emergency department, if you don't have the skills to deal with medical troubles, you still want to be the deputy director?

"You are right, you are right." The commander nodded repeatedly. If it is really made public, will it be the hospital that will be ugly? Not even the mother’s family!

If this is really released, I am afraid that the husband will find that he is already dead as soon as he returns to the port... Even if he dies alone, I am afraid that the entire navy will be criticized!

"Thank you for your understanding." His Majesty the Commander crossed the long table, took Gretel's right hand with both hands, and shook it vigorously:

"If you think about us like this, we will never let your reputation be damaged. Don't worry, we can find people from several major newspapers in the capital. As for the tabloids - which one was the first to slander you, I will tell you Take someone to sweep it!"

"Hey, don't worry." Gretel smiled. Once the upper levels are taken care of, the middle and lower levels cannot be ignored either. After all, the work still has to be done by the middle and lower classes, and they cannot be allowed to carry out resentments and act against the will!

"Young men in the Navy, after reading these reports, I'm afraid many of them have opinions about the hospital." He tapped the surface of the coffee table with his finger, pretending that the newspapers were still there.

"I think it's better to have a good chat with them first..."

"I'll take care of this!" Your Excellency the Commander immediately patted his chest. Grete waved her hands slightly:

"No, no, I think that instead of trying to refute the rumors, it would be easier to attract their attention by saying something more closely related to their vital interests. In this way..."

He took out a letter, which was written for him by a certain bishop of the Temple of the God of War in Nevis before he left for the royal capital:

"In this case, can you recommend me a war god bishop? It would be better if he is stationed in the navy and everyone is familiar with it..."

The next day, Grete and the Bishop stood in front of dozens of naval officers in the large classroom.

Grete talked eloquently. From various battlefield first aid methods such as hemostasis and bandaging, to blood tests and blood transfusions, to the prevention and treatment of common diseases suffered by sailors, to how to perform penicillin skin tests, to the antidote for the "Sea Plague"...

As for the garrison bishop, he basically sat in the front row and listened with his ears pricked up. After Gretel spoke for a while, he added:

"This was invented by the mage Nordmark..."

After talking about the navy, Grete went to visit the Spring Temple through the introduction of Archmage Seymour of the Royal Mage Corps. He doesn't expect them to help him, but at least show an attitude that the mage group in the capital will support him!

After running through several aspects, I took advantage of the opportunity of giving the Queen a routine inspection and proposed to invite some nobles to come and visit. Of course, it would be best if some nobles have connections in the military or the media...

Then, I was lucky enough to see the Navy Red Deer and the Army Red Deer playing ping-pong-pong at the entrance of the hospital.

"Nonsense! Ridiculous!"

Viscount Garter, nephew of the Thundering Sword Master and secretary of the Knights of Thorns, slapped his hand on the table, his whole body shaking with anger. These guys in the Army are becoming more and more lawless!

If this continues, how can we rely on them to protect the Queen's safety!

"Mage Nordmark, wait a minute, I'm going to catch them all! This is too much!"

"Hey, Your Excellency Viscount, don't be angry, don't be angry." Grete smiled and waved his hand. He took out a scroll and handed it to Joanna:

"Please throw a spider web spell to trap them all, and then pull them in one by one. Bernard will cooperate with you - Bernard!"

Bernard played the vanguard, and Joanna took several priests from the Spring Temple and Mr. Thomas, a medical mage from the Royal Mage Corps, to go out to provide spell coverage. Lord Apa held the line. Several times the magic power was shot through the wall, it was like a whirlwind.

After a while, Bernard returned quickly with a serious face:

"Boss, I found something wrong with the person who came to make trouble."

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