Chapter 729 This Nordmark Mage Bah!
Chapter 729 This Nordmark mage... Bah!
Even if they are working towards the same goal, different departments have different ideas and different interests. What Grete wanted to do was to cure the child;
What Archmage Edgar wants to do is to promote this kind of experiment in curing hunchback - this technology can be used to make many undead creatures;
What Mrs. Alva thinks is that it would be great if the target has another child!
"How do you let the couple have another child? Can this technique be taught? ... Well, or you teach it to a student you trust, and we protect him and do it once?"
Gretel: "..."
"Wait a minute, what's going on over there?" Archmage Edgar asked for him:
"Where on earth was that lord injured? Why can't he give birth to a child? How can Little Gretel judge if you don't tell him anything?"
Your Excellency, Archmage, you are such a good person! However, why are your eyes so obscene?
In front of ladies, please be a little more reserved, Your Excellency Archmage!
Fortunately, Ms. Alva has experienced many battles - any magician who has reached a high level in the magic control system cannot be bad at grasping people's emotions, and can remain unmoved in the face of Archmage Edgar's wretchedness. Smiling slightly, he said calmly:
"He refused to say it, and the people we sent over couldn't ask too much. However, since Master Nordmark said there is a possibility of healing, should I ask them to investigate more carefully?
——Of course, the premise is that you have to give a rough idea of how to do it..."
Gretel turned his head silently.
If you say you won’t say it, you won’t say it to your face at any time.
It’s not explaining to patients or their families, it’s not discussing with colleagues in the medical field, it’s not teaching students. Explain the method of assisted reproduction to an older person of the opposite sex whom you are not familiar with...
NEVER!
I would rather write papers, PPT, and reports!
Gretel hehe:
"I'll go back and write a document! With detailed pictures and texts, your people can explain it to the other side. Otherwise, what if the message is lost?"
"oh……"
Mrs. Alva responded softly, looking at Gretel up and down, a mysterious smile appeared on her lips.
Gretel: ...What are you looking at? I just don't want to embarrass you! I have been a doctor for decades, but when it comes to telling jokes, you may not be my opponent!
"Then it's up to you!" After looking at each other for a moment, Mrs. Alva quietly withdrew her gaze:
"Is there anything else you need my help with?"
"...If we really want to save that child, we need to do a lot of experiments. You can help reimburse the experiment funds..."
"No problem!" Mrs. Alva assured without hesitation:
"I'll find a few children with similar symptoms and send them over! What else do you need?"
Reimbursement of experimental expenses? What a joke! Military expenditures and special operations expenditures have always accounted for a large portion of parliamentary expenditures. Not to mention that Grete has a clear purpose and can be reimbursed for actual expenses. Even if he spends money, he can still reimburse the expenses here!
How much of the special operations expenses are paid without any evidence or even asking for the specific whereabouts?
"Patient, don't worry." Grete waved his hand calmly:
"Let me do some experiments first, and I also need to study the inspection methods..."
Grete returned to the mage tower, writing and drawing, drawing and writing. Soon, the documents he produced were presented to the other side of the strait in the form of a chip and delivered to the Earl and Countess of Ostend.
"Here is an instruction document handmade by Master Nordmark."
The operative dispatched by the Magic Council was a young girl with an unspectacular appearance and a thin stature who looked more like a farm girl than a magician. She took out the wooden box with both hands and put it on the table:
"Use magic crystal to record, input magic power to watch. Madam is also a spell caster, so you can operate it by yourself, so I won't disturb you."
After saying that, he turned around and left. After walking out of the room quickly, I felt my cheeks were getting slightly hot. I put my hand on it and whispered:
"Pooh!"
Fortunately, she had read it in advance, otherwise, how could an unmarried girl like her explain such a thing to other couples?
The Countess and the Count looked at each other. After a while, Count Ostend stood up and approached the table, intentionally or unintentionally blocking his wife behind. Flames surged all over his body, he pulled out his sword and opened the lid of the box——
On the black velvet lining, a palm-sized chip lay quietly without any tendency to explode.
The countess turned around from behind her husband, glanced at him sideways, and smiled gently. Then, she took the chip with a mage's hand, and concentrated slightly, and light gushed out from the chip...
"ah!"
The hand shook and the chip fell down. Count Ostend, as if facing a formidable enemy, pulled his wife behind her back and held her sword across her chest:
"careful!"
"...It's okay." The Countess calmed down and picked up the chip again. He frowned slightly and couldn't help but yelled:
"That Nordmark mage, why is he like this!"
He started talking about how the baby was born, without any hint of the situation, and even had pictures!
That picture will still move!
She calmed down for a moment before outputting magic power again. The light shines, outlining words and three-dimensional images in the chamber. It can be enlarged and rotated, and every part is marked.
Grete's illustrations made with silent phantoms, the three-dimensional structures are so lifelike that you can even reach out and touch them. Of course, the Countess would never reach out and touch it!
She has touched enough of the real thing!
Count Ostend watched very intently. When he saw images demonstrating the process of sperm production, transportation, and release, he quietly held his wife's hand;
When he saw the image demonstrating how his device that had lost its function worked, he glanced at his wife with a complicated expression;
When he saw a long needle piercing deep into his body, between the bottom of his bladder and his rectum, he trembled and reflexively tightened his legs...
"This method seems to be quite painful, so let's wait a little longer." The countess held back her hand empathetically:
"Hey, I mentioned the verification method later... You can try it with a boar and a sow. Get the life essence from the boar and inject it into the sow? But who will do it?"
"Don't even think about it!" Count Ostend turned to glare at the lady. The man's voice was loud, but he didn't hold the woman's hand with any force, for fear of hurting his wife:
"My wife must never touch these boars with her own hands!"
That's how it was decided. Whether or not to send the eldest son for treatment is awaiting further news from Nevis; whether the earl himself wants to receive treatment is pending for verification results. Then……
"What they say over there is that there may be a great famine next year. Do you believe it? Do you want to renovate the warehouses and step up the food storage?"
"...Or camp?" Count Ostend hesitated for a moment, and the balance in his heart immediately tipped towards the other side of the strait:
"No matter when I have food in my hands, I always feel at ease. Even if there is no great famine, the food in the village can still be used to make ale!"
Similar conversations continued to sound in various places across the Taiwan Strait.
The Duke of the Netherlands, the Duke of Saxony, and the Earl of Askan, these nobles who were not too close to the Glorious Holy See and had a friendly relationship with the Kingdom of Kent, were all notified one after another——
There will be a great famine next year!
A severe famine, the kind where the bare ground is thousands of miles long and the grass doesn’t even grow very much!
If you don't want to starve the people to death in large areas and greatly reduce the power in the territory, you'd better start taking action from now on, collect food, collect food, work hard to collect food!
Naturally, whether you believe it or not, and how you will act in the future if you believe it, is another matter.
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