A Hospital in Another World? C.149

The source of this c𝐨ntent is fre𝒆w(e)bn(o)vel

A Level 1 kid?

Are they talking about me?

Garrett tilted his head, trying hard to look up, but the angle was so steep that he couldn't see anything. He decided to just lie down on the ground, completely stretching himself out, limbs extendedah, much better.

Then he saw it.

Behind his head in the void, a magical airshipor should we call it a shuttle? Since it was quite small compared to the legendary Zeppelinhovered. In any case, it was the first flying contraption Garrett had seen since crossing into this world. A short distance from the airship's hatch, three mages stood casually, seemingly his saviors.

The one in the lead stood in the void, robes fluttering. The person on the left seemed to be standing on something, flashing intermittently, and Garrett couldn't quite see. As for the person on the right, they were comfortably seated on a flying horse, which occasionally snorted.

Oh, a flying horse!

Garrett's attention was immediately drawn to it. The horse was entirely snowy white, with smooth fur devoid of any discoloration, and only the gently shimmering wings had a rainbow glow. It stood peacefully in midair, looking serene and elegant, incredibly inviting to touch.

Garrett's eyes were practically glued to the sight. Meanwhile, on the opposite side, Vice Referee Lusen seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. He gestured, and five warriors flew into the air, forming a formation around him again:

"Karel! Why are you here?!"

"Why can't I come?"

The mage at the forefront took a step forward.

His movements seemed casual, as if there were transparent steps under his feet, allowing him to ascend effortlessly. In the morning light, his golden robe billowed in the wind, like a small sun hanging in midair.

With each step forward, Lusen took a step back. Two steps forward, Lusen retreated two steps. By the third step, Lusen changed direction and fled to the east.

Bright feathered wings left a long trail of flames, and soon, they disappeared from sight.

Only then did the three mages slowly descend to the ground. Garrett got up from the ground, still a bit dizzy. Thanks to the barbarian who helped him, he managed to stand firm. Karel, the leading mage, looked Garrett up and down for a while, and the more he looked, the brighter his eyes became:

"So, it's really you! It's either through some magical item, or it's your spell! Not bad, not bad, interesting! What's your name?"

"Garrett Nordmark." Garrett quickly introduced himself. Karel raised his eyebrows and looked up, squinting slightly:

"This name sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before? ... Who is your teacher?"

"I studied at the Mage Tower in Hartland City, under the supervision of Mage Gelman." Garrett could only answer this way. Karel thought for a moment, looking up at the sky:

"Gelman...? Seems like I've heard of it. Right, I remember now, Lorenz's disciple?"

"Yes. ...Master Karel, thank you for saving my life." Garrett seized the opportunity to express his gratitude amid the questions. Karel waved his hand:

"Hey, I didn't come to save you! The detection crystal sensed abnormal fluctuations here, so I came to check. Turns out, someone shamelessly bullied a kid. By the way, why did you come here? A Level 1 mage like you shouldn't be on the battlefield!"

Garrett chuckled. He wanted to explain everything in detail, but his mental exhaustion, combined with the extreme tension and narrow escape, made his brain spin. Seeing him swaying and unable to stand steadily, Karel couldn't help but smile:

"It's not convenient to talk here. Come, follow me to the airship, and we'll talk slowly. Are those two your companions? Bring them along!"

"We still have people in our team below" Garrett hurriedly explained. Master Karel nodded: "Barnes, handle it." A knight saluted beside him and went down. Garrett followed the knight's back with his gaze but was prodded by Captain Barnes a couple of times, and he could only briskly catch up.

The airship soared into the sky. As everyone sat down and chatted, Garrett learned how he was rescued: 𝐟r𝗲𝚎𝚠e𝐛no𝘃𝗲𝐥.c𝗼m

Master Karel wasn't a local reinforcement; he came directly from the Magic Council. For the past few days, airships from the Magic Council had been circling in the distance, monitoring the movements of the Radiant Lord's fleet.

Early this morning, the surveillance screen of the airship detected abnormal magical fluctuations, one after another. Karel immediately made a decision to change the course of the airship and take a look

Judging by the timeline, it was precisely when he was trapped on the mountain top, burning three hands in a row to eliminate four people.

In a way, he saved himself.

"So, how did you end up here?" Master Karel, leaning against the porthole, asked again. "You're from Hartland City... shouldn't you be in the camp on the opposite side?"

Garrett could only recount his experiences of the past few days. Master Karel clapped his hands and laughed:

"I wondered why the ship suddenly sank, making us wait for several days. It turns out it was your doing! But, you have courage, and you did it beautifully!"

Garrett slowly opened his mouth wide. After racking his brains, racing all night to blow up a ship, block the river, and then being chased in the mountains for days, nearly losing his lifeonly to hear from the Grand Mage of the Magic Council, "making us wait for several days"?

So, even if he didn't blow up the ship, there were people specifically watching this fleet?

Master Karel laughed heartily but didn't elaborate. The airship descended along the river, heading west at a leisurely pace. Before long, Garrett saw the battlefield on the ground

With the Duofu River as the boundary, on the east bank, Count Norman's coalition had crossed half the river and was entangled in a fierce battle with the Midland County's army; on the west bank, half of the forces had yet to cross the river, and the Radiant Lord's fleet had already sailed upstream, abandoned the ships, landed, and charged!

Garrett leaned on the porthole, watching in cold sweat. They desperately blew up the ship, blocked the river, and then sent someone to inform the main camp, fearing precisely this scenario. The army, halfway through crossing the river, had their rear cut off by another fresh force

It was easy to imagine how shaken the morale of the army, cut off in the middle of the river, would be.

Among the troops below were his comrades, fellow soldiers, the warriors he had treated in these days, and the priests he had studied medicine with!

Garrett tightly gripped the porthole, wanting to ask Master Karel for help, but he understood that in the face of such a large-scale battle, his influence was indeed too light. The airship didn't approach the battlefield; it circled from a distance, heading north. Before long, another army appeared on the distant horizon.

Rows were neat, banners fluttering. The deep blue hexagram flag soared high, leading in front of each formationit was the army of the Magic Council!

"Do you see it clearly? We've been waiting for several days, preparing to cut off their retreat." Master Karel finally stood up. He walked towards the ship's door, placing his palm on the edge and suddenly turned around with a smile:

"I remember now, you're the kid who developed the new usage of 'Magic Detection.' I've read your paperthe Magic Council's training program. Why don't you join us? After this battle, come with me!"

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