Chapter 69: The Fear of Death
"Don't forget, because of the rejection of alchemists in the Delores Empire, there are very few alchemists in the country, and even if there are, it is only a basis for researching some healing potions, and we have this. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Info" Jeroste took out a bottle of light blue liquid from his bosom and said: "This medicine can greatly improve the natural recovery ability of the soldier's body, that is, the same wound and bleeding, my country's soldiers will have at least thirty percent less bleeding, of course, the side effects are also very large, you can't do vigorous activity again within three days, otherwise the body will be unable to bear it and collapse." ”
Julia looked at the medicine in Jerost's hand and asked, "Isn't this bottle of medicine just developed? Why can it be brought to the front line now? Julia said with a smug smile.
"Count yourself smart, but you can't say that, this medicine has actually been improved, if it is really the kind that has just been developed, all these five thousand people can't live, and the death row inmate Mo Min in the cell is half of the miraculously dead, don't you know?" Jerost pursed his lips, looked at the medicine in his hand, and gently rubbed the wall of the bottle with his fingers, revealing a deep smile, " Alchemist is really a magical profession, if it weren't for the fact that the alchemist would rather die than take out the formula, Wang Shang's heart to build an alchemy academy would not have been extinguished so early. ”
"Really, why are alchemists so rigid? as rigid as the people of the Delores Empire, they will not lack arms or legs. Julia leaned back in her chair and looked at the top of the tent and wondered who it would be in the futon? Could it be Bosie? As for Jill, that kind of scum Julia believed that Misha would never take a fancy to.
Early morning came, but today's departure was not as smooth as yesterday's.
"We don't want to go. ”
"That's right, Teacher Misha, Teacher Bosi, please, don't let us go, our role is not great, and the magic sent out is absorbed by monsters, and it makes no sense!"
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The fear of dying yesterday had left too much shadow in everyone's hearts, and the monster's sharp teeth like swords were no more than a stone's throw from his skull, and it seemed that the fishy smell from the monster's mouth still lingered around his nose, and now he could smell the disgusting smell just by breathing.
Yesterday, no one could sleep peacefully, everyone was haunted by nightmares, disturbed, and even cried and shouted because of this, but today a consensus has been reached, everyone says no, can't be on the front line, nothing is as important as their own lives, everyone is retreating.
"Rest assured, what happened yesterday will never happen again today!Because with the arrival of several adults of Jerost, the monster will definitely be powerless under the attack of General Pulit and Jerost!" said Jill as he walked over to the dozen or so mage students.
Misha nodded: "Although it was dangerous yesterday, weren't you also rescued by Jerost? This time I will stand in front of you, don't worry." Misha said distressedly, if standing in front of them could alleviate the fear in their hearts, then she should not let it go.
Bosie just watched quietly, he couldn't open this mouth at all, the teacher's virtue was in his heart, the king's order was above, which one could he disobey to make himself open his mouth? Bosie bit his lip tightly and lowered his gaze.
Now no one will pay attention to Bosse's strange appearance, because of the danger of life, everyone's spirits have become excited, and the students who had been well-behaved and obedient have become manic, and the expression on their faces has become slightly hideous.
"Why do we have to go? We're just students, we're magicians, what if something happens on the battlefield?"
"I'm the only son of the Coren family, I want to inherit our family in the future, why take risks for this kind of thing, the current soldiers are going to be tens of thousands, will they be fine soon?"
"Yes, we are magicians!
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The scene became uncontrollable, and Misha's eyes looked at Bosie, but Bosie just lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, Misha was disappointed, and could only say words of comfort and encouragement weakly.
When Jill saw that the scene was out of control, he slipped to the side to watch the play, after all, it was not good to hurt himself.
"Shut up!"
Pullet's voice was deafening, and it completely suppressed everyone's voices, and all the magician students inevitably felt a little apprehensive when they saw Pulit's tall and strong body, and their protests were much quieter.
"What is the opinion on me, I am the commander of this operation. Pulit looked at dozens of magicians with an expressionless face, his eyes were like knives, so sharp that every magician student did not dare to look directly into Pulit's eyes, otherwise their eyes would be stabbed and painful.
"We're magicians, what if we do die. ”
"Yes, yes. ”
He could only protest in a whisper, in exchange for a sneer: "The magician, is he dead? Look at the battlefield, can you count how many people have died? A bunch of little kids." ”
"We're magicians! how can they compare to us?"
"My family is XX, how can my status be replaced by this kind of commoner!"
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The emotions became agitated again, and although they still did not dare to look Plitt in the eyes, the purpose and reason for the protest were already very clear - how could we die because our status and identity were unique?
"Hahaha・・・・・・" Pullet's sudden laughter choked on everyone's words, and he swallowed hard, watching Pulit laugh nonstop.
"Now I tell you, this is not a school, this is not your family, this is a barracks, this is a battlefield! Here, you are nothing, you are like all the soldiers, you can only charge, you don't want to go, right? Pulit smiled, his face suddenly became murderous, and he swung a punch at the front of the student's face, only a millimeter away from the hit, and the frantic fist wind completely shattered all the senseless nobility and self-esteem in the student's heart, there was no grain left, he sat on the ground, his legs trembled slightly, and he looked at Pulit in front of him in a daze, and there was only one thought in his heart: he really wanted to kill himself!
"It's easy for me to kill each and every one of you, the soldiers here are not much slower to kill you than the chickens, you don't have time to chant your pathetic magic, now- all go!"