Chapter 870 Aurora Is Going to the Battlefield? I Also Want?
Gretel had never cared about the situation in the Netherlands since he spoke nonsense at the enlarged review meeting and was pulled out of the club by his teacher to die.
——Isn’t the treatment delicious?
——Aren’t you busy with research?
——The parliament does not have international news broadcast every day. On the opposite continent, it is either here or there, in dire straits... In fact, let alone international news, there is not even domestic news.
So, when Gretel was pulled out of the hospital by the Magic Council and asked him to "give some sincerity", the Netherlands had already updated the third episode.
In the first episode, a Dutch nobleman petitioned in beggars, and the king generously agreed.
In the second episode, the new governor arrived, and resistance surged. Many churches were demolished and icons were smashed.
In the third episode, the Holy See and the King mobilized the army to brutally suppress. It is said that Cardinal Gravela, the previously appointed Grand Magistrate of the Netherlands, shouted the slogan "I would rather have a poor Netherlands that believes in the Lord of Light than a rich but blasphemous Netherlands."
In this round of suppression, tens of thousands of people were hanged and burned at the stake. The gallows floated from the gate of the Duke of the Netherlands' castle to ten miles outside the city;
In every city square, every town, and every big tree at the entrance of a village, there are hanged corpses floating in the air.
Even among the Dutch nobles who went to the royal capital to petition, the prestigious Earl of Delft and General Godfrey were arrested by the king's generals and beheaded in public on the square for treason.
"...So what do I do?"
Grete was at a loss.
There were a lot of dura mater, subarachnoid space, spinous process, lamina, spinal canal nerves and other stuff tumbling around in his mind, occupying more than 90% of the memory, and he looked a little dull:
"Is there going to be a war? Do you want me to go to the battlefield? Are you going to organize a field medical corps? Which group of people should I go with?"
"...You don't need to go to the battlefield for the time being." The review committee member who came to communicate held him down with laughter and tears: Are you kidding me, letting this person go to the battlefield?
Not to mention his status as a legendary disciple, the value he can bring to the rear and in the research position is much greater than being thrown into the battlefield! That’s a steady stream of various outputs!
Have you ever seen a hen that laid golden eggs slaughtered?
"You should quickly cure those cases. Once cured, send them to them, or take a look at them when they come. This is our sincerity. Within ten days, can you Cured?"
"...It's a bit troublesome. You can't rush this..."
"That half month?...Twenty days?"
"I will try my best……"
The visitor leaves satisfied. Before leaving, she turned back to him and lowered her voice and said:
"By the way, you'd better make some preparations in advance. You may not go to the battlefield and will only help in the rear, but other people in your Mage Tower, such as Master Wharton, may have to go to the battlefield this time..."
"What?!"
Gretel exploded.
He selectively ignored the first half of the sentence and only focused on the second half. Aurora is going to war? I do not know how?
When are you leaving? How long will it take to go? What tasks are performed? Follow a large army, or a small group of troops to perform tasks alone?
How dangerous is the mission? How many people is he allowed to bring? What is the highest level allowed among these people?
Gretel was spinning around. A long list of questions were thrown out like a barrage, and the visitor could only shake his head:
"I don't know, I really don't know. - It's just an intention at the moment. Magicians with combat capabilities within a certain level should take turns to go to the battlefield. I'm just being entrusted by someone to remind you..."
Gretel was silent. He walked around the hospital and made sure that there were no urgent cases that required his intervention, no surgeries that required his care, and no scientific research problems that required him to answer questions on the spot. He stamped his feet, turned around, and rushed back to the Mage Tower.
"Auro! Auro!—I heard you are going to the battlefield?"
"boom!"
In the distance, deep in the magic practice room, there was a violent explosion. After a long while, Aurora Wharton emerged from the practice room with a face covered in black ash and a head of hair as messy as a bird's nest:
"Is it still early? - The teacher told me that in about two months, a wave of people will be organized to go to the battlefield. They will not stay forever. They will go on a few missions at most and come back in three and a half months... "
"Why is Archmage Carlisle like this!" Gretel stamped his feet. He understands the truth. Evocation mages have the strongest combat power and destructive power. There is no reason why they should not go to the battlefield;
As the re-disciple of the Lord of Thunder, Aurora had no reason to let others rush to the front, so he hid behind;
Level 6 mages are already very strong. At the very least, throwing out a bunch of fireballs can blow up an army or destroy a section of a city wall.
But, but...
But Aurora is different from others!
Like Brother Lin En, who has experienced hundreds of battles and has rich experience in traveling behind enemy lines. The challenge of leapfrogging is not empty at all. He can just go and he doesn't have to worry at all;
Aurora has been doing research in the laboratory since arriving in Nevis and has never left Nevis. When it comes to fighting with people, and when it comes to experience in outdoor adventures, she is worse than him——
At the very least, he has been to the Black Gate Peninsula and traveled thousands of miles in the wilderness. Aurora has not even had these experiences!
"Can you not go?"
Gretel asked with a glimmer of hope. Aurora shook her head without thinking:
"It's impossible. The teacher told me that not only me, but all the senior brothers and sisters, including most of the people under the Lord of Thunder, will go on missions in batches, and no one can escape. Besides..."
He raised his gaze slightly. The blond young man's eyes were bright, looking through the stone wall of the practice room as if he were gazing at the tall Tower of Babel on the top of the mountain:
"I have been in Nevis for such a long time and have been living and using the parliament. I should also make some contribution to the parliament."
Gretel was furious. Seeing that Aurora had no intention of changing her mind, he stamped his feet and went directly to Archmage Carlisle:
I can't stop you, but I can stop senior brother! Let the senior brother speak and lock you in the mage tower and not be allowed to go to the battlefield!
Archmage Carlisle listened to his request with a smile. Then, firmly and without hesitation, he shook his head at his junior brother.
"no."
"Why not?—Just him?"
"It's not that he's the only one missing. But, little Gretel, do you know what the operation of the parliament is like?"
Archmage Carlisle waved his hand and a map appeared. The Kingdom of Kent, the Netherlands opposite, the Kingdom of Brolin, the Kingdom of the Rhine further away, and the areas directly under the jurisdiction of the Glorious Holy See:
"Every mage must contribute to the council. Or, guard the mage towers in various places, provide resources for the council, and discover and cultivate young people with magical potential in various places;"
With a wave of his hand, stars all over the kingdom lit up with many pure white lights. From the royal capital to the county town, and then to every small town, there were dotted mage towers;
"Or, engage in production, create a large number of magic items, or direct the development of production in various workshops, mines, farms, etc., to provide financial resources for the Parliament;"
With another wave of his hand, the city of Nevis lit up with golden spots of light, like a flowing river of gold;
"Or, engage in research work and lead the development direction of magic, even if it is to assist high-level mages in their research;"
In the city of Nevis, all the major counties and cities, as well as the royal capital, lit up with a blue light. Obviously, in the Archmage's mind, those are the only places that are qualified to say the word "research";
"Of course, there are also a group of magicians who are fighting on the front line against the Glorious Holy See."
From the border, to the sea, to the Netherlands, and even the hinterland of the continent, a red light lit up shockingly. Grete couldn't help but think that these red lights were the blood and lives of the magicians.
"On the frontal battlefield, energy evocation mages account for a large part. Our Thunder Horn's position in the council is the result of generations of magicians fighting for it!"
Gretel was silent. Archmage Carlisle sighed and patted him on the shoulder:
"Low-level mages, especially young low-level mages, are regarded as training objects by the Council and will not easily catch up with the battlefield. But Aurora is an intermediate mage, and he should shoulder his responsibilities -"
This time, all evocation magicians of level 5 and above, including those in Nevis who receive daily parliamentary allowances, must be prepared to go to the battlefield.
Either assisting in defense along the coast, dealing with enemy ships at sea, or going deep into the Netherlands to participate in their military operations. As for which job to undertake...
"Draw lots. According to the level, the direction of the spell, the position of the same kind of mage, and the same kind of needs, the decision will be made by drawing lots."
Archmage Carlisle replied expressionlessly. Prepare defenses in advance to eliminate any possibility of cheating, such as leaving marks on the tickets, using spells to control the drawing process, using prophecy spells for clairvoyance...
All possibilities are suppressed. Then, under the supervision of the tower spirit and the great mages, whoever is drawn will be the one who will go to whichever post he is drawn to.
Just, fair and open.
Gretel was completely speechless. The parliamentary system has reached this point. If he wants to fish Aurora out again, the price he needs to pay is obviously too big for him to pay:
Not only could he not afford it, but even the legendary mage might not be able to afford it. That is, at the cost of shaking the conscription system of Parliament, shaking its fairness, and corroding its integrity and vitality.
He hung his head in frustration. Archmage Carlisle turned his head helplessly, took a few steps outside, then turned back to him:
"While there is still time, you should quickly equip him with various equipment and followers, and let him receive combat training. If he really goes to the battlefield, the death caused by lack of experience will be even higher than those caused by being too low in level and lacking in strength. The probability is higher..."
Grete nodded silently and made up his mind to equip Aurora with the best defensive equipment, the best amplification and concealment equipment, lots of potions and scrolls, and find a few good followers.
In terms of physical combat, old Morgan can give him training on how to use magic to fight. Who can he ask for...
While he was thinking about it, a faint warning struck him like thunder:
"By the way, you too, be prepared. - Do you think you don't have to go to the battlefield?"
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