It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right?

Gretel took the recommendation letter and went straight to the Mage Tower.

The temple's search team showed off its power and retreated in disgrace. Before they reached their destination, they had already offended a necromancer, and the strongest fighter in the team was seriously injured. Seeing that there was nothing better to do by moving forward, we could only retreat to the temple for repairs and treatment.

As for whether the next step is exploration, revenge or something else, that is all a matter for the future.

Even Priest Donald, who originally wanted to chat with Gretel, could only look at him with regret, boarded the carriage and drove away without looking back.

The temple guards have all withdrawn, so naturally they will no longer care about the city guards. Gretel discussed it with his teammates, returned to Uncle Edmund's farm, and met up with Captain Cullen. I borrowed some mounts from Uncle Edmund, took a small road and headed straight back to the city.

The Temple Guards suffered such a big loss, and there was no guarantee that they wouldn't vent their anger on others. If the reason for their failure was put on them, they would definitely not be able to handle it with just a few soldiers at the lowest level. The plan for now is to return to camp as soon as possible and report to the superiors.

Even John, the young priest of the Ares Temple, canceled his visit home and turned back to the temple.

Grete separated from them as they approached the city and turned toward the mage tower. Heartland City has one and only one mage tower, which is not inside the city but stands on the top of a hill in the suburbs. There are dense woods on the hills. If you raise your head, you can only see a little bit of the tower spire in the distance.

"Does this mean the ancient temple hidden in the mountains... It has a bit of an artistic conception..."

Gretel muttered and shook the reins. The little chestnut mare under the seat snorted, turned her head obediently, and walked up the mountain path.

The road out of the city branched off into a branch road at the bottom of the hill, leading directly to the top of the mountain. This mountain road is wide and flat, and has deep ruts. It is obvious that carriages often come and go. Grete walked without difficulty, and in less than a quarter of an hour he reached the top of the mountain and arrived in front of the mage tower.

The Mage Tower has the word "tower" in its name. It is actually similar to a castle, with a wall surrounding the boss. Gretel jumped off the horse, took a few steps back outside the fence, and looked up:

"This tower is quite tall...three or four floors..."

boom! ! !

There was a loud bang. Birds flew away in fright, horses neighed, and the thick mage tower shook twice. Thick smoke billowed out of the window on the fourth floor, and at the same time, there was a whistling sound, and a person flew out in a parabola shape...

Gretel:! ! ! !

This height! This speed! If you hit the ground, if you're lucky, you'll get a broken bone. If you're not lucky, your neck will hit the ground. You can delete your account and practice again on the spot!

He let go and ran towards the landing point. If he breaks his leg, there is no need for him to rescue him; if he breaks his neck, resuscitation will be of no use; if he falls and causes cardiac arrest, airway obstruction, fracture, or massive bleeding, etc., if he runs faster, he might be able to Get a life back!

Run faster!

Run faster!

Grete huffed and ran, almost faster than he could push an endangered patient to the operating room. He ran, taking each step slower than the last step. Finally, he stood on the same spot with his knees propped up and his head raised blankly.

It’s not that I can’t run anymore. Gretel's current body is still a new recruit of the city guard, and his warrior level is barely above level 1. The problem is that every move of the man thrown out of the window made Gretel feel that running like this was unnecessary...

The man danced, screamed, and flew out in a parabola. When he reached the highest point, he suddenly took something out of his pocket and threw it out. Immediately afterwards, the high-speed flying trajectory suddenly stopped, and the whole figure seemed to be covered with a parachute, slowly, slowly, falling to the ground.

Grete held the reins and stood on the ground with his mouth wide open to watch. The guy was floating swaying, from three feet to two feet above the ground, and then from two feet to one foot. He lowered his head and saw Gretel and smiled at him.

"Elliot!!!"

A roar sounded above the smoking window. The person floating in the air shivered, and somehow stopped floating. With a plop, he fell straight down——

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

"...Uh, can you still leave?"

This flying man with a black and gray face, the bomber of the Mage Tower, the strong man who floated down from the sky and finally twisted his feet, finally returned to the Mage Tower sitting on Gretel's little mare.

With his introduction, Gretel easily met the owner of the Mage Tower, the fifth-level magician Gehrman Kraus, and handed him the Necromancer's letter.

"Gret Nordmark?" Hermann was exactly the opposite of the Necromancer. He was a fat man with a crimson robe tied around his belly and a huge belly. His dark brown forehead hair was neatly combed back, and a long beard extended from his ears to his chin, and then drooped down fluffily, covering his Adam's apple.

Gretel glanced over, almost mistakenly thinking that he had traveled through time again and saw someone in the political textbook with his own eyes.

He stood beside him with his hands down. Master Hermann finished reading the letter at a glance, raised his eyes, and glanced at Gretel from top to bottom:

"Andrew said you wanted to learn elemental magic?"

"yes."

"How was your previous foundation? How many levels of spells can you release? Level 1 spells? Level 0 spells?"

"Uh...no way..."

"How much have you read about the principles of magic? "Basics of Spells"? "Construction of Magic Patterns"? "Primary Understanding of Elements"? "Potion Science"? - You don't even know magic words, do you?"

"I really don't know this..."

Gretel's head dropped lower and lower. When it comes to Latin, he knows a few. He memorized the names of medicines when he was studying medicine. He also has a minor in German. He often uses English to publish journals and read literature, and he is even more familiar with it. But where did he know about magic words and that kind of thing?

However, not knowing magic words means that most, or even most, magic books cannot be understood. No, after studying hard for so many years, I actually became illiterate after traveling to another world?

Seeing that he didn't understand this or that, Master Herman's thick eyebrows frowned again and again. Even with a recommendation from a friend, he became impatient:

"...You don't even know common words, do you?!"

"I know this!" Gretel breathed a sigh of relief and quickly answered. Thanks to the original owner's father, although he died young, he taught the original owner how to read. There was even a small box of books left at home. The original owner relied on this box of books to complete the most basic reading education——

"And I know healing skills!"

"Well……"

Master Gehrman's expression brightened slightly. Being able to heal means that you have the basic qualifications of a spellcaster, and your mental power, perception, etc. are at least up to par. As for the rest, well, for the sake of my friend Lynn...

"Since it was Andrew who wrote the recommendation, you should first attend the Mage Tower. The tuition fee is 10 gold coins per month. For Andrew's sake, I will waive it for you -"

Thank God!

Grete secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hastily. 10 gold coins per month, but now he can't even touch a silver coin from his whole body. The salary of the city guards seems to be 5 silver coins per month?

Fortunately, he was exempted. Otherwise, would he go back to the Necromancer to borrow money...

"Well, you can come to the Mage Tower every day and read the books on the first floor freely, but you are not allowed to copy or take them away. You can come and listen when I teach. If my disciples, Elliot and others are willing, you You can also ask them for advice. You must prepare your own materials to copy spells. You cannot use the alchemy room without my permission. We can discuss the rest of the matter after you become a mage apprentice!"

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