Sword and Magic and Taxi

The Eagle's Nest City is built on a high mountain. There is not much space for the Duke of Arryn Valley, so there is even less space left for the bachelor. Maester Cormon has three rooms on a protruding tower. The smallest one is used to raise homing pigeons, and the slightly larger one contains a bed and a desk. The largest one is half occupied by four bookshelves, and the remaining half is occupied by four bookshelves. It is a square table.

Ser Rodrik is now lying on the square table, treating it as a temporary hospital bed. Ke Meng, who was hunched over, took off his clothes and bandages, and squinted his eyes to examine the wound carefully.

Well, well, it's very interesting. This method of treatment is very clumsy, but the luck is really good. Ke Meng gently tapped Jazz's leg with a small mallet: At least the bones are aligned, but they can't be maintained. The correct strength is a little off. But there is still hope, my Lord, there is still hope.

Hearing this, Sir Rodrik was greatly relieved, and finally let out a long sigh of relief, knowing that his suffering was not in vain. He looked at Zhao Mai who was watching by the wall with complicated eyes, and finally said: I formally apologize to you for taking you on this journey and wasting your time.

Okay, I accept it. Fortunately, there are gains everywhere, so I don't suffer too much. Zhao Mai waved his hand. I understand your caution. Your behavior is out of responsibility rather than selfishness. Although it is a bit stupid, it is not evil. Now just take good care of yourself and don't think too much.

Hearing these words, Bachelor Ke Meng also turned his head and looked at Zhao Mai: So you have done some research on behavioral science?

Zhao Mai shook his head and pointed to the bookshelf to change the topic: Can I borrow your books?

No! Bachelor Ke Meng suddenly raised his voice. It seemed that these books were what he valued most. Only bachelors in the city can understand the knowledge here, and only bachelors can apply it correctly, so it will never be borrowed.

Okay then. Zhao Mai shrugged his shoulders and continued to watch quietly. He would not listen to the maester, and was determined to peep at the first opportunity. The school city is nothing more than an academic organization located in the Old Town thousands of miles away. It provides services specifically to the lords, including medical care, heraldry, history, tactical staff, communications and other aspects. Students there have to pass various examinations, and after the scores are assessed, certificates are issued: various pendants made of different types of metals, hung on the iron chain around the neck in a specific order. The more you hang (why is hanging such an unlucky word?), it means the better your academic performance is and the more services you can provide.

Zhao Mai closed his mouth, and the room became much quieter. Bachelor Coleman began to mix the potion, Drink it and have a good sleep. When you wake up, the operation will be completed and there will be no pain. Sir Rodrik nodded, drank the milky potion, and burped lightly. And fell asleep.

After that, Bachelor Kemen began to operate. Belts, splints, pillars, loose leaves, bolts, and various tools emerge in endlessly. Zhao Mai has seen every one of them, and they are very ordinary. Therefore, it is not the tools that play a real role, but his medical skills. Zhao Mai could barely see clearly the dislocated bones under Rodrik's flesh with the help of his psychic vision, but Bachelor Ke Meng could do the same with just touch and experience, and he could do it better than Zhao Mai. While the patient was comatose, Maester Colmont established a new force balance for Sir so that his bones might recover.

Afterwards, he wiped his sweat and continued to prepare the potion. Although he knew Zhao Mai was watching, he didn't care. The knowledge involved is very extensive. It's useless even if you read it all and memorize it. He said with a proud expression: Boy, if you really want to learn something, go to the school city in Old Town. If you If you are smart enough, you can still get started.”

Old Town is too far away, Eagle's Nest City is just right. Zhao Mai pinched his nose and was choked by the smoke. The green potion prepared by the bachelor just now gave off a disgusting smell, and even the food reserves wailed and hid outside to get some fresh air. The bachelor who was nearest just frowned, and the fingers holding the powder didn't even tremble unnecessarily. He carefully controlled the temperature of the flame, the speed of feeding, the direction and intensity of stirring, with a sacred expression on his face. After a while, the rotten smell disappeared, and the potion turned into a light yellow gel, exuding slight natural force fluctuations.

Zhao Mai's eyes widened. What was going on with the sudden appearance of the natural force? Anything that can emit this kind of energy fluctuation can be called a magic potion, but aren't magic potions all made with magic? The technique that Bachelor Ke Meng had just used had nothing to do with magic, but that bottle of potion undoubtedly broke through the impossible.

The maester carefully applied the gel-like ointment to Sir Rodrik's legs and lower back, and continued to gently rub it to promote the absorption of the ointment. Zhao Mai helped him a little, such as wiping sweat, handing things over, and so on. After working for more than four hours, it was already bright outside, and Bachelor Kemen finally stopped.

Okay, that's it. All that's left is to wait for him to wake up. The bachelor squinted his eyes and looked at the sun outside through the narrow window to estimate the time. Well, it's estimated that it will take another two hours for him to get over the effects of the medicine.

What do you need to do after Jazz wakes up? Zhao Mai asked.

Oh, just lie down and have a good rest. You can't come down even if you want to go to the toilet. Just wait for me. Bachelor Kemen yawned: I'm going to take a nap. If Lord Robin (the six-year-old current Lord of Erin Valley ) is looking for me, just wake me up quickly.

Bachelor Ke Meng, I would like to learn some knowledge from you, and I hope you will give me some advice. Zhao Mai said sincerely.

I told you, if you want to learn, go to Old Town and don't bother me again!

Why don't you want to teach me medical skills? People who can heal diseases and injuries are welcome everywhere, right? The school city doesn't allow knowledge to be spread outside?

Humph, the school prohibits the spread of dangerous knowledge, but medical skills are not included in this list. However, this has nothing to do with the school! Although I am old, I am not confused! Bachelor Ke Meng shook his head and squinted at Zhao. Take a look. The city has never sent anyone to replace me, so Mrs. Lysa hired someone from her sister? From the first time I saw you, I didn't like the smell of conspiracy in you!

Uh, okay. As long as it's not prohibited by the school city's regulations, then this is just a matter between you and me. Zhao Mai stood up straight and suddenly approached Bachelor Ke Meng. He was much taller than the maester and could look down at Kemen from a high position.

What do you want to do? The bachelor's body swayed, and the necklace on his chest kept rattling. All maesters are knowledgeable, but all maesters have no fighting skills. guard……

I just want to convince you. Zhao Mai raised his hand and snapped his fingers in Bachelor Ke Meng's ear. I have many methods of persuasion, one of which is called psychic hypnosis.

Bachelor Ke Meng suddenly felt in a trance, yawned uncontrollably, and then fell crookedly into Zhao Mai's arms. Zhao Mai moved a chair, carried the bachelor in and arranged it, and found him a blanket to cover him.

I'm not here to take your job. You don't have to worry about this kind of thing. Zhao Mai said to him: I will take up some of your time, learn some skills in treating diseases and preparing medicines, and read your books. I'm leaving Everything will be the same as before.

In the history of the city, there have been countless bachelors who wanted to become magicians, but few in history have succeeded, and none in the past hundred years. If classified accurately, Zhao Mai's psychic powers are strictly classified as magic, but to the people of Westeros, it is no different from magic. Bachelor Kemen was hypnotized with almost no resistance.

Ke Meng, it's time for the exam again. The school wants to know how well you have mastered the knowledge. In Ke Meng's mind, Zhao Mai has transformed into the school inspector, and he is experiencing the familiarity again. But the exam. But this time the exam was a little different.

I used to ask you to answer questions, which could only test your mastery of some knowledge points. What we want to test now is your mastery of the entire knowledge system. Zhao Mai said to Ke Meng through his psychic powers: Think about it and summarize what you have learned here in your own words. The time limit is two hours. Start now.

Ke Meng slept with his eyes closed and his mouth wide open. After a while, he started talking in his sleep and slowly told about the knowledge he had learned.