Of course, there are myths circulating in this world, but unlike the earth, there is really magic here, and powerful magicians can move mountains and seas with a wave of their hands, so those myths that circulate are basically based on magicians, but they are exaggerated a lot.

It can be said that gods and magicians overlap, for example, in the Oskaia Empire, everyone knows that the patron saint of the empire is His Excellency the Grand Magister Algernon, so the god is not ethereal, but a kind of honorific title for the magician he worships.

Without the torment of pain, under the nourishment of a stream of vitality, Antoine felt very comfortable now, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

About three hours later, Antoine woke up again, but this time he woke up from his sleep, not from a coma.

He could swear that it was the most restful, comfortable, and deep sleep he had ever slept in his life, and he had a dream that he had returned to when he was very young, as if he were lying in his mother's arms.

When he woke up again, he felt that his mind had cleared up a lot, his body had regained his strength, and he was no longer as weak as before.

The injured thigh has long been painful, and the whole body has regained consciousness, except for the fact that he still feels weak, as if he has not eaten for a few days, the rest is almost exactly the same as usual.

"My wounded ......" life is saved, but whether he is a waste person in the rest of his life, the skin and flesh are not important, it all depends on whether the bones can heal.

With his elbows propped up on the bed and his head slightly raised, Antoine's eyes looked at the wound in his thigh.

"Huh, am I not awake yet? Is this in a dream? Where is the wound?"

When he was first injured and was not in a coma, Antoine had already looked at his wounds, and the large hole pierced by the "ice pick" could even be stuffed into a child's fist.

But why is it not now?

"Huh, no!" Antoine suddenly realized that although the wound on his thigh was gone, there was one thing that was different from before.

He was a man, and he was a strong man, with a lot of black leg hair growing on his thighs, and everything else was fine, except for the ring of leg hair that was missing from the original wound.

"Hurt ...... The wound healed?" Antoine couldn't believe his eyes, he had been injured a lot when he was training in the army, and what time was he not injured to recuperate for ten days and half a month? But he just slept a little! When he woke up, not only did the wound no longer bleed, but even the skin and flesh had grown?

Still in disbelief, I reached out and touched it, well, except for the smooth skin, there was no difference from before.

"Your injuries have healed, I saw you sleeping just now and didn't disturb you, how do you feel now?"

The little girl's voice sounded in Antoine's ears again, just now because of her weak body, Antoine didn't see the little girl's appearance, and now that her body is well, she hurriedly turned her head to look.

It was a little girl of only twelve or thirteen years old, not too tall, thin, very beautiful, but not particularly beautiful, looking at him with a smile.

It felt like a little girl next door, perhaps Antoine was so grateful that he had created the illusion that when he looked at the little girl, he actually felt that a layer of divine light was enveloping her.

"I, I, I feel good. Antoine, who was almost thirty years old, felt a little nervous when talking to a little girl.

"That's good, but although your legs are good, your bones still need to be raised for a while, remember not to exercise vigorously. ”

"Uh-huh!

"Okay, let's go back to the battlefield, there are more and more people coming, and there are not enough places!"

"Good. Antoine's mind was blank now, and he didn't think about anything else, he rolled over and got out of the bed, and after a glance, he found his brothers.

But the room was silent, and he was in awe of it, and he did not dare to speak, but glanced at the four brothers, and then strode towards the two gates.

The four soldiers had already been unable to contain their excitement, and when they saw Antoine winking at them, they hurriedly followed.

Carefully closing the two gates outside, one of the soldiers suppressed his feelings and asked in a low voice: "Antoine! You, are you all right?

"Ahh

Walking on the ground was just a habit of his, mainly because the injury was so short that he didn't even realize it, and after listening to the brother's reminder, Antoine felt that he had found out.

"Me, my legs, are they really okay?"

"You're all gone, of course it's really good!"

"I can go, I can go again......" Antoine has not cried a few times since he was a child, and when he joined the army when he grew up, he was injured and wronged, but he never felt like he wanted to cry like now.

Whether he has a good leg or not is too important, he is not afraid of death, but thinking about the rest of his life to be paralyzed in bed, he can only let his father and mother wait, then it is better to die,

Now at least he will not be dismissed by the army, and he can still receive a lot of war allowances, which is no different from giving him a second life.

Thinking of this, Antoine jerked back and knelt directly on the ground against the two gates.

The four soldiers also knelt down without hesitation, and the five people kowtowed three times.

Antoine was unconscious when he came, so he didn't see that the three soldiers who left before them did the same thing as them, but the four soldiers who sent him saw it, and only then did he understand the mood of the previous ones.

"Let's go, let's go back, Eller They must be in a hurry, I don't know how the battlefield is now, whether the Warcraft is still attacking. ”

"But I don't know who that young lady is, so I left in such a daze?

"She's a noble magician, and don't you see? There are so many wounded being treated. How can I accept your thanks. ”

Antoine was helpless, what his brother said was right, now is the beginning of the war, there will definitely be more seriously wounded people being sent over, and he will go back to continue to control the artillery to kill those monsters, there is really no time.

"Well, I don't know who she is, but she gave me a second life, and I can only wait until the war is over. ”

......

Cathy came to the Duk Mahon battlefield yesterday with several senior brothers, and since her teachers and brothers are all imperial doctors, Asa also attaches great importance to it and specially gives them this building to use.

Such a big battlefield, there are more than 100,000 people, it is inevitable that there will be some bumps, yesterday it was better, there were a few injured, and they were all minor injuries, and she easily cured these people with healing.

The brothers and sisters all knew that she was a life magician, but in addition to the imperial doctor of the Imperial Medical Department, there were many other doctors in this building, who were either recruited or volunteered, and these people did not know.

When Cathy's life-based magic was demonstrated, it was immediately highly valued by all the physicians.

Although she is young, it takes many years for the Oskaia continent to be able to give birth to a life magician, and almost all of these doctors are alchemists, and of course, all of them are graduates of the Oskaia University School of Magic.

So when it came time to assign treatment work, the heaviest and most dying task was given to her.

Only these missions are best suited to life mages, and only life mages can use life magic to pull back the wounded who are hovering on the line of death.

Otherwise, it would be a great waste to just apply some potions, tie bandages, and the like to the life mage.

This morning, I heard the news that the Warcraft had begun a large-scale attack, and the doctors and some logistics personnel of the entire "wounded treatment station" began to get nervous.

At the beginning, it was better, and there were very few injured before the flying monster appeared, at most it was a trivial thing like being smashed while carrying a cannonball.

However, the appearance of the flying demonic beast directly caused very large casualties to the ordinary soldiers, and this was the result of the magicians who almost slaughtered the flying demonic beast, if the order to enter the bunker was not conveyed in time, I am afraid that the dead and injured would not be so thousand.

Since then, the seriously wounded have been carried here in an endless stream, and Cathy's life magic has finally come into play.

As a result, due to insufficient preparation, so many wounded people were sent together almost in a short period of time, resulting in this "wounded aid station" directly becoming a pot of porridge.

In the past, when the war was fought, the soldier died when he died. If you are injured, you will hold yourself up, where is there any "rescue station for the wounded"?

If Flandi hadn't reminded Gülen earlier, there would definitely be a lot of casualties among ordinary soldiers in this war against Warcraft, and when the casualties reach a certain level, maybe the military spirit will collapse, even if it is for show, it is necessary to give these ordinary soldiers a psychological support, even if they are dead, they will at least be able to receive treatment.

That's why a rescue station appeared in this war.

As a result, everyone has no experience, they don't know how to operate, there are many people, and there are many bad things.

Any soldier who accompanied the wounded wanted his own people to be treated by those doctors first, and even had a case of hands-on.

Looking at the noisy aid station, Cathy had no choice, but she had something to rely on in her heart, that is, if she couldn't do anything, she would call the teacher immediately.