The Hospital of the Holy Cross, a private hospital on the outskirts of Hamburg, Germany. It is home to one of the best medical facilities in Hamburg and professional doctors from major medical universities. This hospital has won the award of the most popular hospital in the Hamburg community.

At this time, in the intensive care unit of the hospital, a black-haired Chinese was lying quietly, and outside his ward was full of chatting patients.

But those with a little discerning can see that these "family members" all have calluses on their hands, and although the expressions on their faces and the topics they talk about are different, one of their hands is almost on their waist. Their casual attire, suits, and even hot pants are hidden weapons that are ready to be used. This group of people are all the elites of the hunting department who were arranged to protect the Blade Dragon.

"I didn't expect you to hunt a monster and protect another monster. Harrison wiped the sweat from his head, and he and Natasha were standing at the other end of the hallway, the director of the hospital standing respectfully beside Harrison. The director is the nominal supreme leader and decision-maker of the hospital, but the hospital is one of the secular estates of the pilgrims, and although he is an S rank in the medical department, he is still one of the eight stars, a subordinate of Harrison. The pilgrim is hierarchical, and to flout the hierarchy is to despise the pilgrim, to defy Galahad. How else can the people who despise Galahad share in Galahad's glory? So when the two Eight Stars and the elites of the other departments rushed the man to the hospital at night, he hurriedly drove from his home in Hamburg to the hospital.

"Didn't I tell you he was Lord Bladed?" Natasha replied nonchalantly, leaning against the white walls of the hospital with her hands together, "I didn't tell you, I was so tired that I might have forgotten." ”

Harrison smiled wryly and said, "You said it was a dragon...... Your Excellency, then I won't talk so much. At that time, he was in the operating room while rescuing and greeting the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of this guy who did not eat oil and salt, and now he still has a chill down his spine when he thinks about it. I don't know why the dragon is so resistant, so they almost used the Styx injection as a hanging bottle and injected it directly into the vein. It wasn't until half of the ship's injection reserves were consumed that the dragon's vitality stabilized. During the whole process, His Excellency "Roaring Commander" really criticized this crippled and wasteful scumbag from head to toe.

"Anyway, why didn't I see Jelig's words?" Harrison yawned, he had been taking care of the dragon's physical condition before he arrived here, all relying on alchemy potions, and now it was his turn to be sleepy, but Natasha was radiant after resting, and it seemed that her skin was much better, and she looked crystal clear in the hospital lights, attracting the attention of many patients in the hospital.

He scolded His Excellency Fenglong for being a second-class commodity. Natasha said ominously. I don't know if I wanted to scare Harrison on purpose or what.

Sure enough, Harrison's face suddenly turned pale, and with the dark circles under his eyes that came out of staying up all night, the whole person was like a demon who had died unjustly: "Damn! Could it be that Jelig was solved by His Excellency Fenglong? I said a long time ago, he should take care of his mouth, and don't let anything out." ”

Natasha grinned, as everyone knows, in this eight-star class, the most open-mouthed is Jelig, and the one who loves to die the most is Harrison, in the eight-star team, the two of them are called the ready glorious duo, and it is not surprising when they are killed.

"But we're just going to keep watching?" Harrison shrunk his shoulders in boredom, but it was clearly uncomfortable that the position was not comfortable, and he waved his hand, and an operator in the seat next to him, pretending to be a patient, immediately stood up and gave up his place to Harrison.

"Oh, look at the doctor in the white coat over there, it's really unusual, the patient over there has a broken leg and is still wearing a plaster, and he actually asked the patient to give up his seat. As everyone knows, this action immediately attracted the fingers of patients passing by.

Harrison innocently turned his gaze to the leg of the relinquished operator, who was indeed wrapped in a thick plaster.

The operator smiled awkwardly: "The short sleeves I wear are too short, it's really hard to hide weapons, so I can only hide in the plaster, minister, you're fine, sit on you." ”

Harrison stood up with a depressed face, slapped the operator on the head, and scolded angrily, "Do I dare to sit?

"Look, the doctor still beats the patient, what kind of doctor is this......"

Harrison could only stand back to his wall in frustration, but the dean knew how to read words and feelings, and quickly moved a small stool from his office to at least solve the problem of Harrison's seat.

Natasha leaned against the wall and squinted at Harrison, replying, "Wait, someone will take our place." ”

Before the words fell, the operators who were still pulling each other suddenly stopped silent.

A man walked out at the exit of the stairwell at the end of the hallway. This person is about 1.8 meters tall, dressed in a neat and elegant handmade suit with elegant gold trim on the cuffs.

Natasha and Harrison on the other side of the corridor immediately stood upright when they saw this figure, and Harrison was even more exaggerated, and the whole person almost bounced up from his seat.

The man couldn't tell the difference between a man and a woman, because he had a silver mask with intricately patterned patterns on his face. He carried a small black suitcase in his hand and walked with a standard and majestic stride.

Wherever he passed, all the pilgrim operatives stood and saluted en masse.

The corridor was suddenly silent, and a few ordinary people who were still in the corridor were instantly shot to the ground by the stun spell of the nearest operator, and then quietly moved downstairs, these people would be handed over to the pilgrim operators downstairs in the name of heat stroke, and then wash away their memories in the name of healing. Galahad's mask allows ordinary people to remain unnoticed, but it does not allow ordinary people to ignore all the saluting operators. The staff in this hospital are almost all ordinary people, even if they are pilgrims, not many people will necessarily notice Galahad, but the people stationed on this floor are the elite of the hunting department, and everyone has a wizarding background. So Galahad failed to cause a commotion on the floors below, but on this floor, his whereabouts were exposed.

Natasha stood there with her head down, but her eyes were peeking at Galahad, but fortunately, this time Galahad didn't have the girl named Moon with her. It's just that the frequency of Galahad's dispatch to the moon has been very high recently, and I don't know what has happened in the mysterious world recently.

"Plus...... Lord Galahad...... "Harrison's voice trembled a little, this is the venue in charge of his medical department, and in principle he is the supreme leader. However, even though he was an eight-star, he did not meet and talk to Galahad more than 5 times.

Galahad turned his head to look at Harrison, his silver-gray eyes under the mask were almost unfocused, Harrison was furious by this gaze, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Galahad's eyes.

Mr. Galahad's figure haunted the intensive care room, his hand holding the suitcase with smooth, pale skin and distinct knuckles, not at all like a 91-year-old member of the Round Table. However, the leader of the pilgrims carrying the suitcase was indeed the second oldest of the pre-existing members of the Round Table Council, after the 129-year-old Speaker of the Chamber, "Merlin".

If you just look at the hands, Galahad's hands are almost identical to those of the Moon Maiden, except that the palm bones are larger than those of women.

Galahad didn't say a word, just reached out and grabbed the handle of the intensive care unit and pushed open the door to the intensive care unit.

All the officers stood and saluted, like statues standing on either side of Shinto. No one dared to gasp or make any noise during the whole process. Any disrespectful act is a blasphemy against Galahad's sacred glory.

The young man in the monitoring room, who was covered with testing equipment, watched the door be opened, and Galahad slowly walked to the young man's bedside, and the suitcase was placed at his feet so casually, while Galahad sat down on the seat next to the bed.

At this time, the young man on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw Galahad, he first showed a shocked expression, and then this expression quickly distorted into an uncomfortable expression in Galahad's eyes, faster than the gradient in the animation processing software.

"I thought it would be even better if I could see a couple of blonde nurses shouting 'he's awake' or something like that, and that would have been nice to give me a celebratory kiss. As a result, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw you cold guy, if you scare me out of the psychological shadows, I won't be done with you. Fenglong scolded angrily, and he was probably the only person in the entire hospital who dared to talk to Galahad like this.

"Why is there a psychological shadow. Galahad asked, confused.

"Of course, who doesn't want to wake up after a serious injury, with a lover smiling and tearful at the bedside, or a loved one crying with joy. As soon as I woke up, I saw such a big ice cube as you. Fenglong criticized bitterly, communicating with this emotionless guy is really a premature life.

"Next time this happens, I should call Miss Yan. I remembered. Galahad said earnestly.

"Damn! Are you the devil? Are you really emotionless? Why is this line of thinking so vicious? Thinking of something is so deadly?" "If she comes, she'll want to take a knife and stab me more than twenty times. ”

"Will she threaten your personal safety? I think the two of you are on good terms. It's because my information is wrong. Do you need me to rule her out for you? Galahad replied as he sat down.

“...... You obviously don't have any feelings, why do I always feel like you're complaining about me, what is the relationship is not bad...... Also, I'm just using an analogy, you really don't want to kill her. "Feng Longxin said that you have a facial paralysis and obviously have no sense of humor, why are you so talented in complaining, and the ability to stick a knife in the sore spot of others is simply self-taught.

"Oh. Galahad replied to the dragon with a simple single tone, and then he placed the suitcase he had brought on the dragon's bed and opened it.

In the compartment of the black suitcase, 20 gold coins, each about twice the size of a regular one-yuan coin, were neatly arranged on the black silk in the black suitcase.

"Your pay. Galahad replied mechanically.

Feng Long raised his eyes and glanced at the gold coins in the box, and said indifferently: "There is actually a reward, I thought I was a tool man this time." ”

Galahad shook his head and said, "Between me and you, a deal is a deal, and a task is a task. You participate in the mission, and you are rewarded. ”

Fenglong barely pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, and it could be seen that Galahad was quite generous this time.

"You shouldn't be hurt like this. Galahad closed his suitcase and put it back at his feet again, this time changing the subject.

"Nonsense, how could a divine beast whose strength is not as strong as eighty percent of the peak beat me like this?" Fenglong said with a smug expression.

"That's what's going on. Galahad asked, just not knowing whether he was concerned or curious about the question.

"Cut...... As you know, the whole set of Huaxia Fire Gong is divided into five different ways of use. It's not like most people think that these five ways of using it are cascading relationships. The use of these five types of qi is actually juxtaposed. Created by five people under different circumstances, and then recorded in the fire of civilization in China, all the ...... after that can be used. Fenglong said helplessly.

"Yes, go ahead. Galahad said as he pulled out a small notebook and a ballpoint pen out of nowhere, and scribbled on it.

"The first breath is the easiest to learn and the most basic, so it is usually learned first to improve one's affinity with qi. And these five exercises have different ways of using the fire of Chinese civilization. The dragon seemed to feel that it was okay to reveal these secrets to Galahad, so he continued, "Qi is the radiation produced by the fire of civilization, representing the light and heat of the fire of civilization. Therefore, the greatest role of qi is to reproduce human civilization. ”

"The first breath was born when the Chinese people had just realized all things in heaven and earth and got rid of chaos and confusion. At that time, human beings had just learned to understand everything through the eyes of human beings, and the ancestors had just realized that they were human beings. Therefore, the first breath is mainly to strengthen the human body's own ability, with the intention of 'recreating the limits of human physiology'. The second innate is born when human beings are just beginning to understand the world, when human beings begin to understand, recognize, and learn the natural phenomena and rules in this world with their own eyes. So the second innate focus is on recreating 'human understanding of the world.' 'The second innate ability to give people the power of a spell, but only for what humans can do. ”

Galahad listened to the Dragon's narration as he asked a rare question, "Be more detailed." ”

Fenglong could only sigh and said: "For example, the first breath can reproduce the limits of human physiology, humans can run fast and jump very high, and I can also maintain the speed of the world sprint record when running long distances, because these are the physiological limits that humans have 'reached', but the first breath cannot strengthen human physical fitness beyond the limits of human beings, or to some extent." I can run a marathon at the same speed as a sprint, but I can't beat the world record. I can get a very fast recovery rate through Qi, but this healing power is based on the human body's ability to repair itself. If someone chops off my hand, the wizard spell can make me grow a whole new hand, but not for the first breath. Because man cannot 'grow a hand that has been cut off.'" That's the limit of the first breath. ”

"Well, yes. Galahad listened as he kept taking notes in his notebook, writing far more than the words of the dragon's account, and he was actually recording the dragon's narration while recording his own conjectures and inferences about qi.

"Then there is the second innate and the second innate focuses on reappearing' the human understanding of the world. That is, to be able to achieve what human beings can do without preconditions. Let's use my hand as an example, if someone cuts off my hand, but now humans can connect the severed limb through surgery, so when the second congenital is activated, I can also connect my severed limb through qi magic similar to a spell, but it's still that, the current technology can't make people 'grow a hand out of thin air', so the second congenital can only let me connect the severed hand, but I can't grow a severed hand. Fenglong continued.

In other words, the magic is to distort reality, to make things that are impossible in reality appear. And qi is the result of omitting the process and directly reconstructing what humans can achieve?" said Galahad, feverishly taking notes.

"Yes, so neither the first breath nor the second innate are better suited for war with the Komara, but more for fighting ordinary humans, or fighting creatures like vampires and werewolves. Dueling with large divine beasts or gods requires the use of the third and fourth ......" Speaking of this, the bladed dragon suddenly whispered, even Galahad, he didn't want to reveal the secret behind this.

Galahad was halfway through his memory, and Fenglong suddenly stopped, and he didn't mind, but closed the notebook, and the curiosity in his tone disappeared again, and the two returned to the state of conversation just now. "So, what does it have to do with this that you are seriously injured. ”

Fenglong suddenly stretched out his left hand, which was still intact, and scratched his head embarrassedly: "You know that after I go abroad, I can't replenish my qi, so I can only rely on the qi in my body to fight." In addition to the first breath that passively provides reinforcement, using the Qi technique, or opening the second innate requires a large amount of qi. At that time, I felt that Cormela was tossed so badly by you, and his strength dropped so much, I should be able to deal with it with the second innate state. As a result, he consumed most of his qi, and he couldn't take him down, so in the end, he could only open the third Heaven Replenishment Force to kill it...... However, the gas was really not enough, and it was beaten like this...... If you had directly opened the third mending heaven at the beginning, there would have been no such problems. ”

"To put it simply...... It's just underestimating the enemy...... Hahahahaha...... I'm trying to be lazy or something......" Fenglong said in shame, his voice getting quieter and quieter.