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Chapter 1328 - 448. Transylvania characteristic emergency medical treatment, haven’t seen it right? -【Extra 15/25】_3

Chapter 1328: 448. Transylvania characteristic emergency medical treatment, haven’t seen it right? -【Extra 15/25】_3

"One is not enough! His injuries are too severe; we need several more healing blood orbs! Quick!"

Gebao shouted, and immediately several loyal soldiers stepped forward and rolled up their sleeves. The true affection among comrades softened Gebao’s slightly overbearing demeanor.

He spoke no more and continued with the previous extracting and giving.

This method was a variant of the vampire’s blood-absorbing ability and was not listed in the Blood Vulture Clan’s skill catalog, but it was one of the "Secret Techniques" he had learned from the mistress.

Similar emergency measures existed in the Armed Blood Servant army.

The convenience of this method is that it is not a blood transfusion, but rather utilizes blood to transfer life energy, so blood type matching isn’t necessary. However, as an emergency measure, its effectiveness is not great—it can only hold onto the last breath.

Players did not use this method often, but they found it very effective for saving NPCs.

After several busy minutes, the lieutenant’s life force was still as feeble as a candle in the wind, but at least the bleeding was stopped, and the injuries were stabilized.

"We can’t handle the subsequent injuries here; he must be transferred to a field hospital near Smugglers’ Forest in the rear."

Gebao wiped the bloodstains off his face and stood up to address Major Ron, who was watching him:

"We have professional doctors and priests from Avalon Church there who can treat him. Saving his life shouldn’t be a big problem."

"Then, let’s do that. I’ll pay you."

Major Ron breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

The phosphorus fire blast that had just occurred should have been borne by him, but a loyalist had suffered for him instead, which unsettled Ron.

Though it’s understood that the battlefield is merciless and one must disregard life and death upon entering, if there’s a chance to save a life, the major was willing to pay a lot. He only regretted that this brave man, who had a promising future in the military, now suffered a disability and could no longer ride into battle alongside him.

Such a severe injury likely meant retirement for the poor-born lieutenant.

"Actually, it doesn’t have to be this bleak."

Perhaps seeing the helplessness in Major Ron’s eyes, Gebao took the opportunity to quietly say:

"Our Transia has a unique system for treating wounded soldiers. In our place, suffering an injury and becoming disabled doesn’t mean the end of a soldier’s career. In fact, we have a very special ’Disability Insurance’.

If you are willing to buy such insurance for your aide and continue to invest in it, our mechanics can guarantee his return to the battlefield in the shortest time."

"Ah?"

Gebao’s sales-like pitch caught Major Ron by surprise, he winced from pain and asked:

"What exactly is the method? Using high-level Spiritual Energy for limb regeneration? Isn’t that a high-level spell only bishops can perform? There are but a few churches in Goldenrod Kingdom that can perform such healing."

"No, no, no, it’s not Spiritual Energy, but technology and mechanics."

Gebao pursed his lips and said:

"Mechanical Limb, have you heard of this concept?

Half-body people first developed this technology. Strictly speaking, your Goldenrod Kingdom, having completed military reforms, should be familiar with this."

"Ah, you mean that profane thing ..."

Major Ron clearly had experience as he immediately understood and shook his head saying:

"That thing was always considered a desecration of life by Avalon Church. They believe that a body made of machinery is a soulless abomination. Although the Church is no longer around, deeply ingrained ideas aren’t so easily changed. Goldenrod Kingdom hasn’t adopted such malevolent technology.

You can do mechanical limbs?"

"Of course!"

Gebao, ever the salesman, patted his chest and said:

"Our Count Shuren is specialized in this field, and her apprentices are also skilled in it; they promise to secure every insured soldier to the end.

It’s only 300 Gold Coins per person! Afterwards, 50 Gold Coins per month!

The credibility can be completely guaranteed. The northerner, Count Bai of White Mountain, bought a full set of war disability insurance for his 100 court swordsmen all at once.

He is Lupa’s imperial brother, mingling with dignitaries from various countries.

He’s not afraid, what are you afraid of?

Governor Morphy’s credit is rock solid! And you need to make a decision quickly."

Gebao glanced at the aide being placed on the stretcher, reminding him:

"It’s best to complete the prosthetic creation while this brave man is undergoing emergency surgery; otherwise, it’s not so simple when he wakes up. Mainly because the non-human pain...

Not everyone can ignore pain like us warriors. Don’t you want your aide to return to the battlefield and fight side by side with you again?

Or let him retire in regret after his first battle?"

"I never thought that the notorious Transia people could have such persuasive speech..."

Major Ron said sternly:

"You’ve pushed me to this point; it would be rude to refuse now, but you must ensure my aide’s safe return!"

"No problem! Come on, sign a contract, make a deposit, and let’s arrange the surgery immediately! Oh, and there’s a Skeleton War Horse on the battlefield; go take it later.

That’s the ’Necromancer’s’ mount.

You also contributed, so this is your deserved reward."

"Ha? Transia people have such good intentions? Could there be a bomb hidden in that skeleton horse?"

"Quit the chatter! You’ve earned our reputation, so we must reward you, that’s the rule of us Transia people; there must be a return for what’s given. If you don’t want it, then return it! Also, you can retreat now.

This post is secure."

"Retreat? No! We won’t retreat! We will stay here until my aide returns safely, until we defeat those Wolf People, until our forefathers and our nation can be proud of us.

Vampires of Transia, listen up, this is now our battlefield too, we have proven our capability and dignity.

Now, we march for victory!"