My Magic Age

The sage between the hero statues on both sides of the mountain road of Mount Mazzaro is full of red flowers. At the foot of the mountain near the airport town, two blonde girls with pigtails and plaid long skirts are squatting in the flowers, bending over to suck the honey in the stamens. A local dog is squatting on the side of the road with its long tongue stretched out.

When the magic caravan passed by the local dog, the local dog whimpered and growled at the magic caravan. The girls were worried that the iron-wrapped wheels might crush the local dog with some abnormalities, so they quickly called the brown-fur local dog to their side and whispered to comfort it.

The coachman raised his long whip and accurately hit the buttocks of the Gubola horse in front. The horse neighed, and the carriage in front suddenly accelerated. Perhaps because of the gold coin in his hand, the coachman decided that the two Gubola horses should work harder.

Seventy-one seriously injured construct knights were divided into ten magic caravans. They were lying on stretchers, their faces were all pale. Under the magic effect of Moraya's "Cloud of Sleep", they were all in a deep sleep. Their wounds had been treated, but there was still blood on the bandages.

I sat quietly in the carriage of the first magic caravan. This was a cargo magic caravan. There were no seats inside the caravan, but seven stretchers were placed side by side. The knights on the stretchers seemed to be breathing fairly steadily, and their injuries were quite serious.

Before leaving, Zach specifically asked me to focus on taking care of these seven injured construct knights.

The Durva construct knight Sean Deke, who was lying closest to the door, was pierced in the chest by a spider warrior's black iron spear. Although it avoided the heart, the spear injured the lung lobe, and he always coughed up blood when breathing. He was able to survive until now entirely relying on healing potions. The reason why Zach had to save him was because the father of this young construct knight was Marquis Deke, a member of the Durva House of Representatives, and this Marquis Deke was one of the members of the war faction.

Since the outbreak of the plane war, Marquis Deke has been running around in Durva Province and persuading the lords of Durva Province to actively fight. Marquis Deke's three sons are all very famous construct knights, but from the outbreak of the plane war to now, two sons have died on the battlefield of the plane war. Now that the youngest son of Marquis Deke has been so seriously injured, Zach will spare no effort to save this young construct knight.

After taking a little dilution of the life essence, the young construct knight's vital signs seemed much more stable, and the high fever had subsided. Although he was still in a coma, he had survived the most dangerous stage. If nothing unexpected happened, he would slowly recover in the Campbell Sanatorium.

The young construct knight next to Sean Decker's left, Zach called him Stas. The Spider Warlord's black iron spear pierced his tower shield and tore a large wound in his abdomen. It is said that Stas' intestines flowed out on the spot, and it was his companions who desperately dragged him back from the battlefield. This brave shield warrior has followed Zach for many years and has experienced hundreds of battles of all sizes. The heavy tower shield in his hand has always been the most solid barrier for his companions.

This Construct Knight from a remote town in Durva Province has always been the pride of the town. The town's governor, Count Biel, even plans to marry his daughter to him. The wedding will be held after the harvest festival this autumn. If it weren't for the worsening situation in the Yello plane this year, Stas would have been on his way home. Before the expedition, Stas shyly handed a wedding invitation to Zach, inviting Zach to attend his wedding in the fall.

The Construct Knight on Stas' left is called Mickey, a young rancher who inherited seven large ranches. These seven ranches provide nearly 10,000 high-quality war horses to Durva every year...

These seriously injured Construct Knights in the carriage seem to have reasons to survive. Zach handed them to me personally, hoping that I could take special care of them, so I personally stayed in this carriage.

Catalina opened the curtains in the carriage a little, letting a beam of light in from the glass window. The air in the carriage was a little turbid, exuding a strong smell of blood, sourness and mold. She pushed the window open a little to let in fresh air from outside.

The climate in the Hiero plane is warm, humid and rainy. The leather armor worn on the body is easily corroded by sweat stains, and white alkali marks appear on the edges. Some of the hems even become moldy. The smell of sweat and mold mixed together makes people feel a little salty in the throat. I sat in the corner of the carriage and saw that the leather armor of the Earth's Wrath Magic Pattern on my body had not been washed for a long time and was covered with a thick layer of stains.

I pulled out the thin leather knife tied to my leg, rubbed the blade of the knife along the leather armor skirt, and then took out a thumb-sized glass bottle. This glass bottle looked very delicate, and there were a few drops of precious liquid in the bottle. I used the knife to pry open the cork cap of the bottle, and a faint bitter smell emanated from the bottle mouth. I put the small glass bottle next to the noses of these construct knights and let them smell it.

This is the antidote for the "cloud of sleep". As long as they smell it, it won't take long for these seriously injured construct knights to wake up. Sleeping will not do any good to their injuries.

The ten magic caravans finally arrived at the pass outside the imperial capital city just before dark. The guards at the pass gave us priority after conducting a safety check and soon let us go. It is said that every few days, there will always be some magic caravans carrying them. Some seriously injured people sent back from the battlefield went to the Imperial Capital for more professional treatment, so the guards at the pass would basically not be delayed as long as they verified their identities.

The carriage did not stop all the way. After entering the imperial capital, it took us directly to the gate of Campbell Nursing Home. Then the door of the magic caravan was pushed open from the inside. A group of female half-orcs carried these stretchers out of the magic caravan. Several priest apprentices wearing pure white robes ran out of the Campbell Nursing Home. They did not observe the condition of the injured. Instead, they walked directly in front of me and asked me for a letter of introduction and the corresponding admission procedures.

When I stated that I did not have these things, the priest apprentice standing at the front frowned and said to me with a cold face: "Your Majesty the Magician, since you do not have a letter of introduction and relevant admission procedures, our nursing home is We won't accept these injured people. I'm sorry, the beds here in the sanatorium are already full during the plane war."

The priest apprentices didn't even look at the people who were seriously injured by the constructing knights in the magic caravan below the stage, and turned around to return.

Seeing these priest apprentices turning around to leave, I quickly walked up and stopped them, and said earnestly to the priest apprentice: "I will handle the letter of introduction and admission procedures later. Can you help me deal with the injured first?" , If we don’t do any treatment, I’m worried that some of them will die soon.”

The priest apprentice paused for three seconds, as if waiting for me to continue. Seeing that I had no follow-up, he looked me up and down, paused for a moment on the magic badge on my chest, and then weighed it carefully. After a moment, he said to me impatiently: "This Mr. Magic, haven't I made it clear enough? Since you don't have a letter of introduction and admission procedures, Campbell Sanatorium will not accept these injured people, so it is impossible for us to accept these injured. Mr. Magic, please come back. , don’t affect the smooth flow of the road here.”

This priest apprentice never looked at the seriously injured construct knights from beginning to end, and his arrogant and hateful attitude made me have an irresistible urge to rush up and slap him in the face.

"Hey... they are all seriously injured, can't you be accommodating first?" I suppressed the fire in my heart and whispered to the priest apprentice.

The apprentice priest probably thought I was showing weakness, so he said firmly: "Sorry, Campbell Sanitarium has clear rules."

I felt that the blood vessels on my forehead would burst in the next second. At this time, I was thinking about how to punish these priest apprentices, when I suddenly saw a medical assistant next to Su running over from a distance. I saw him twice on the street in front of Campbell Nursing Home. I didn't expect that he actually knew me.

"...Magic Jijia, why are you here? Are you here to see Priest Su?" The medical assistant ran over panting and asked me.

I said directly: "Well, I haven't had time to find her yet. I brought some seriously injured construct knights from the battlefield, and I want to provide preliminary treatment here."

Nothing is more important than treating the wounded of these construct knights, so I did not argue with the priest apprentices about what had just happened, but just stated my purpose.

The medical assistant obviously knew what had just happened, so he smiled and said to me sincerely: "You can leave this place to me, and I will help you arrange it, but the number of beds in the nursing home is always very tight. "You still have to say hello to Priest Su. I don't have that much power to help you place so many seriously injured people in the nursing home."

"I understand, I'm going to see Su right now." I nodded to the magic assistant.

After saying that, I turned around and walked to the main building of Campbell Nursing Home. I knew where Su Ping worked.

My five senses are different from ordinary people. After walking more than ten steps away, I vaguely heard the medical assistant and the priest's apprentice behind me whispering in a low voice: "...Why don't you know him? He is a friend of Priest Su. So... Mr. La also praised him highly, you..."

As I walked through the south corridor of Campbell Nursing Home, I couldn't help but sigh softly.

I originally chose to come to Campbell Sanatorium, actually because of my relationship with Su, and I hoped to receive some special care.

But there was some resistance in my heart to such a privilege. This was one of the reasons why I didn’t immediately look for Su when I came to Campbell. I just hoped that the nursing home could give some support to these construct knights because they were seriously injured people who came down from the battlefield. Due treatment and respect, I hope they will overcome some practical difficulties and be able to receive and treat these seriously injured knights.

Being blocked from the door of Campbell by a letter of introduction made me feel a little stuck in my heart.

When I turned around the corridor, I could still see the priests and apprentices at the gate looking towards me, with embarrassment on their faces.

I knew what those priest apprentices were worried about, and at this time, I felt a heat in my chest for no reason. Seeing their anxious expressions made me feel very happy deep down.

Su, who could sit in a wheelchair and read the prayer book quietly under the lemon tree all day, was not a good-tempered person in Campbell Sanatorium. She was a student of Sora, the director of Campbell Sanatorium, and one of the few priests in Campbell Sanatorium. Perhaps Su would rush over and scold these young priest apprentices after hearing what I encountered in front of the sanatorium...

"What are you thinking about..." Catalina asked me in a low voice.

"Nothing, I just hate this privilege, but I need it very much now, and I feel a little entangled in my heart." I told Catalina about my distress.

Catalina knew what I was talking about. She said to me in surprise, "Hasn't the privilege of the nobility always been like this?"

I sighed again and said to Catalina, "In fact, I have been thinking just now that if I had known Su at Campbell Sanatorium, those priest apprentices would probably have refused to let us in today!"

"...If you hadn't known Su here, would you have crossed the portal and brought these seriously injured knights here?" Catalina smiled beside me and asked me.

"Probably not." I answered honestly.

"So...this means...you still accept this privilege in your heart." Catalina looked at me seriously and said to me, "From the day you became a magician noble, your life is actually full of this privilege, isn't it?"

Caterina struck my heart word by word, making me deny myself a little.

Walking up the stairs of Campbell Sanatorium, I said to Katarina, "Okay, I admit this, but I just hope... that things can be fair."

As we were talking, we had already reached the fourth floor of Campbell Sanatorium, which is also the highest floor of the sanatorium. Su's office is here.

Katarina and I walked up while chatting, and just happened to see Su and a group of medical assistants coming from the other side. They were probably discussing the conditions of some injured people. Those medical assistants kept recording something on the magic sheepskin book in their hands. Su was also a little surprised to see Katarina and I appear in front of her, and hurriedly asked me, "Jijia, Katarina, why are you here? Didn't you go to participate in the plane war?"