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Chapter 322 Nannuo is injured

Felissa also received a reply from Olivia, which was an angle she had never thought of: "You want someone?"

In fact, she originally wanted to suggest finding a way to catch the fish in the river. Although she had to find a way to keep the fish alive on the way there, it was easier to get than those fruits.

VIP... is fundamentally much better than her idea, provided that the academy's guess is true and they can find so many people with light magic qualifications.

As far as she knew, Safi was capable of light magic, but she only knew some basics, such as lighting. Needless to say, Fred, as the crown prince, light magic was a required course, but each of his

She can use magic, with an average level of above average. She is not specialized in but knows the most magic among the people she knows; Ulysses specializes in light healing magic, and he also has royal blood; Nan Noonan

The Xi siblings are in a similar situation to Safi, they both have their own magic that they are better at.

From this point of view, people born and raised in the royal city can indeed learn to use light attribute magic, but how far they learn it depends on the individual. But unlike her, she has no qualifications for light attribute magic at all.

Diamonds give human beings the ability to use light magic. This statement sounds like nonsense to Felissa. Although she has experienced the abnormal power of magic, she still instinctively wants to find some scientific and reasonable explanation.

For example, diamonds in this world and obsidian from demons can release a radioactive substance that can change a person's physique. This is the reason why light magic and dark magic can be used in this world.

"It takes at least three years to train a light magician." Felissa remembered something. She looked back at the wounded in the wounded soldiers concentration camp and said sadly, "What should we do with these patients?"

Many of these patients can't wait for those people to learn light magic to treat them. Most of them have suffered from lifelong disabilities that cannot be cured. They may have to take medicine for the rest of their lives. If they can't afford the medicine,

, then you can only linger and wait for death.

Olivia was silent, and after a while she smiled bitterly: "Felissa, you have to know that Cliff City is short of pharmacists and doctors for more than a day or two. It has always been like this. They can get treatment in the future.

Very lucky."

This sentence made Felissa feel uncomfortable. It was difficult for her to agree that this was a kind of "lucky", but she had to admit that Olivia was right. Compared with the people who had died, they were indeed lucky.

But this kind of luck is not a kind of misfortune.

"In prosperity, people suffer, and in death, people suffer." Felissa couldn't help but read out the words she had learned in her previous life. In her previous life, she lived in a very good era and had never felt this sentence, but now she felt it.

Olivia didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Felissa explained: "It means that no matter whether the country is prosperous or destroyed, the civilians will always suffer."

Olivia's face changed slightly. She didn't like this sentence, but she had to admit that what Felissa said was right: "Yes, but prosperity is better than ruin. How could you think of such a thing?"

She didn't dare to admit that she had thought of this. She was not so shameless as to take other people's works as her own, so she quickly said: "I accidentally heard this from a passing bard."

As for where the bard is? The free and unrestrained bard has long gone. How could she know?

Olivia didn't know whether she believed it or not, but she didn't continue the topic. Instead, she stood up and patted Felissa on the shoulder: "I'm leaving, you can continue your work."

She returned to the city lord's palace and walked into Viscount Cliff's office: "Mother, I'm back."

Viscount Cliff raised his head from his busy work and looked at her: "Come back, what does Felicia think of our current plan? Can she still adapt to the concentration camp for wounded soldiers?"

Olivia recalled in a daze that her mother had never seemed so concerned about her work. Her mother would only forcefully give her orders, tell her what she must do, and scold her for her mistakes at work.

For her mother, what she did well was what she should do, and if she didn't do well... She remembered her mother's disappointed look when she saw her mistakes, which made her so ashamed that she wished she could disappear from this world.

But she was in a daze for a moment, and she quickly recovered and replied: "She is fine. She has no complaints about being in the concentration camp for wounded soldiers. The camp for wounded soldiers has been renovated very well, and the wounded soldiers have been effectively taken care of."

"That's good," Viscount Cliff breathed a sigh of relief. "Just let her know if she has any ideas. Wounded Barracks... We've had a headache for too long. Maybe she will have some new ideas."

"Why does mother think so?" Olivia was puzzled. She didn't mean to underestimate Felissa, she just wanted to know the basis for Viscount Cliff to make such a judgment.

Viscount Cliff asked: "Changing places, would you choose to go into the mountains to explore the truth about the poisonous river like her?"

Olivia thought carefully for a while, then shook her head: "I won't, her behavior is unsafe and too risky."

She didn't know whether this answer was correct. Maybe her mother thought that Felissa's action was the most appropriate way to deal with it at the time, but she really wouldn't do that. Would such an answer satisfy her mother?

"Neither can I," Viscount Cliff said, and Olivia breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, "So this is where Felissa is different from us."

Olivia was taught by her, and many of her ways of thinking and behavior have been inherited from her. In other words, their ideas have become rigid now. Perhaps Felissa's completely different thinking from theirs will bring about different changes.

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While Viscount Cliff and Olivia were talking, Sophia knocked on the door and came in: "Your Excellency, General Nanno has sent a messenger."

Viscount Cliff said: "Let him come in."

After the messenger came in, he immediately said: "Report to Your Majesty the Viscount that the general asked me to bring back a pharmacist. He is injured and needs the pharmacist's treatment immediately."

Olivia and Viscount Cliff looked at each other, seeing solemnity and horror in each other's eyes.

Nannuo was injured...how could it be? Didn't he just come back three days ago? What happened to make him injured?

"What's going on?" Olivia leaned slightly and looked at the messenger with a serious expression, "How was Nannuo injured? Or was there an accident on the battlefield? Is it an accident or man-made? Tell me clearly!"

A series of questions made it difficult for the messenger to answer. After all, he was just a messenger, and he didn't know what happened specifically.

"Okay, Olivia," Viscount Cliff stopped her, "take the pharmacist and rush to Nanno's place immediately."

No matter what happens, you have to go and see it to know what is going on.

(End of chapter)