Chapter 348

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"Come on, Orson, ah~" In the student union office, Olivia continued to attack Orson.

After class this afternoon, the two agreed to come to the student union early. Olivia prepared lunch boxes for two people, in order to avoid Lit and Lianka, and to create an opportunity for the two to be alone.

Olivia held a shrimp in her hand and handed it to Orson's mouth.

Orson swallowed the shrimp embarrassedly, and then praised Olivia.

"It's delicious..." He said this, glancing away, his face slightly red.

"That's good." Olivia heard the words, propped up her face and turned her head to look at Orson, showing a happy smile from the heart.

Looking at Olivia's smile, Orson was a little stunned.

"Ahem, good afternoon." Just as the two looked at each other and their heads got closer and closer, the door was knocked and Manuel walked into the room.

"Ah, good afternoon, Manuel." Orson nodded.

Olivia was a little annoyed.

The romantic atmosphere that Orson and she had created was finally broken by Manuel who suddenly broke in.

However, Manuel, who was devoted to the work of the Student Union, did not notice the strangeness in Olivia's eyes when she looked at him, but went straight to the point: "President Orson, the arrangements for the midterm and final exams are out."

As he said this, he handed a form to Orson.

"Teacher Tris asked me to bring it to you."

Orson took the form and looked at it, frowning.

"Why is the time for the field training advanced?"

According to the regulations of the college, the first half of each school year is mainly spent in the college, and the second half of the semester will be organized in the spring. Generally, one grade goes to a large area, and each class is responsible for different small areas in the large area.

"I heard from Teacher Triss that it seems that because of the problem of the orcs in the east, the training in the second half of the semester may be to organize a unified organization to go to the east to fight against the orcs, so we have to go out for training in advance in the first half of the semester."

"Okay..." Orson nodded. "Since it is the decision of the Council, let's do it."

Historically, there are cases where the Imperial Academy's course schedule was temporarily changed due to major events in the Empire. For example, when the orcs invaded eighteen years ago, all the students of the Imperial Academy were sent out to fight against the orcs. At that time, nearly a hundred students died in the war against the orcs. They are still the pride of the Imperial Academy and are buried in the cemetery in the academy.

Going back further, the Imperial Academy changed its course schedule during the civil war, the fight against foreign races, and the three major expansions.

"So, will the proportion of this midterm exam be higher than in previous years?"

"Yes." Manuel nodded. After all, no one is sure whether the subsequent training will be cancelled, so the Council attaches great importance to this midterm test.

"Okay, then please, Manuel, please reply to the Council. The Student Union will cooperate with the Council's decision." Orson said this and looked at Manuel.

"Okay." Manuel nodded and left the office.

At this time, Olivia sighed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Orson looked at Olivia in confusion.

"The Dukedom of Antica should be the first to bear the brunt of the orc problem, right?"

"The Dukedom of Antica is not strong to begin with. It shouldn't be that easy to deal with the orcs' comeback this time?" Olivia said this with some worry in her tone. "Although I heard that other duchies are ready to provide assistance to the Dukedom of Antica, after all, it will not be their homeland that will be harmed."

"Besides, they don't understand the principle of lips and teeth being cold."

"Yes." Orson heard this and nodded.

"As the barrier of the eastern part of the empire, once Antica falls, the orcs can invade Prussia, Lucia and the Royal Territory through Antica, and these three territories have contributed the most."

"But among the three duchies behind, Aragon, Orleans and Naples have contributed relatively less, but because the duchies of Aragon and Orleans have a good personal relationship with our family, they have provided a lot of money and food. Only Naples is unwilling to contribute money and food, and only sent 5,000 peasant conscripts, and asked us to treat those peasants with the treatment of allies."

During this period, Orson and Lucius also exchanged letters with each other. Orson mainly reported safety to his family and gave feedback on Litt's progress, while Lucius mainly mentioned the affairs of the dukedom to Orson and asked for Orson's opinions.

In Lucius's view, whether Orson will inherit the position of duke in the future, with his current ability, he is already enough to participate in the decision-making of the dukedom's affairs.

And Orson did not disappoint Lucius's expectations, and the opinions he gave in some decisions did help Lucius a lot.

"I seriously doubt that Napoli sent so many people here not to help us fight, but to eat our food." Orson said this angrily.

Giovanni's move was very insidious.

If Lucius sent 5,000 cannon fodder to die, it would not be a big loss for Giovanni, but Giovanni could take the opportunity to attack Lucius and ask for compensation.

And if Lucius did not let these 5,000 cannon fodder die, their combat capability would basically not be able to perform any military missions, and they could only sit in the back and eat up the rice jar.

The key point is that he couldn't refuse Giovanni. If he refused, the other party would have an excuse not to provide assistance later.

"You are still doing more harm than good when the country is in trouble. You really don't know what to do."

"Alas." Olivia shook her head when she heard this. "Our two families have a good relationship. If it doesn't work out, I'll write a letter to my father and ask him to increase his aid."

"It's okay." Orson smiled and looked at Olivia. "You haven't married me yet, and you're using all your family's stuff to subsidize me. Isn't that a bit bad?"

"Well..." Hearing Orson say this, Olivia's pretty face also blushed slightly, and then poked Orson's arm and muttered softly. "Why didn't I see that you were so frivolous before."

"That's because you weren't so close to me before." Orson smiled. "Or do you think I'm not good like this?"

"No, Orson is Orson, and I like all kinds of Orson." Olivia said so.

"In short, although the orcs are difficult to deal with, they are not impossible to deal with. Didn't my father drive them out eighteen years ago? Duke William has given us a lot of assistance. If there are more, the earls under his command may be dissatisfied."

The orcs gather in the desert in the east of the empire. The climate and environment of the desert are very harsh. Most of the orcs make a living by hunting, and the community organization form is mainly tribes.

Compared to humans, orcs have a shorter adulthood, and often an orc can reach physical maturity in eight or nine years.

The prime age of orcs will last for fifty years. Once they pass the prime age, orcs will age rapidly except for shamans and witch doctors who practice magic, and then they will be deemed worthless by the tribe and abandoned in the desert to fend for themselves.

In battle, the most common human beings may be fathers and sons, and the maximum number of grandfathers and grandchildren serving in the army at the same time is no more than three generations.

Among orcs, it is normal for three generations to appear in the army at the same time, and there may even be a situation where five generations of a family serve in the army at the same time.

At the same time, due to genetic reasons, most individuals in the entire orc tribe will be full of muscles after adulthood. Even without training, their own strength can reach the level of human first or second level.

Of course, there are also naturally thin individuals among the orcs. These individuals do not engage in combat in the orc tribe, but the usual complicated work in the tribe will be handed over to these thin laborers.

Some tribes will even throw those children who are naturally thin and unsuitable to become warriors directly off the cliff.

In the orc group, they can be roughly divided into chiefs, shamans/witch doctors/small leaders, warriors, women, children and laborers according to their levels.

Most of the general orc tribes are maintained at a few thousand people. There are large tribes with tens of thousands of people. It’s just that in the battle with the human empire eighteen years ago, these tribes, as the main force of the orc coalition, were killed as a warning to the monkeys after the war, and were used as a typical example of several dissidents and were deeply cleared by the imperial army.

As for why the imperial army did not continue to go deep into the desert to wipe out all the orcs, it was because the desert environment was too harsh. Except for orcs and some drought-resistant creatures, no animals could survive here.

The imperial army once sent an army of more than 50,000 people deep into the desert, but in the end only

less than half of them returned. When asked, it was learned that most of the soldiers died of infectious diseases caused by the harsh environment of the desert.

Therefore, every large-scale elimination of orcs by the empire was ultimately superficial. Many orc tribes hid in the depths of the desert and hibernated for several generations before making a comeback again.

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On the other side, in a small town in the Dukedom of Antica, a man with only one arm staggered into a clinic.

On the mainland, not everyone can enjoy the treatment of a priest, so the clinic and the profession of doctor came into being.

"Doctor, doctor!" the masked man shouted.

Of course, in order to make himself look less suspicious, he had taken off his mask at this moment.

Under the mask, there was a face with a beard, which looked quite rough.

"Here I come." A young doctor wearing a white coat and glasses came out. When he saw the masked man, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Oh, sir, what are you doing..."

"I was chased by my enemies in another city before, and I had no choice but to lose an arm and escape here."

The masked man said this, took out his wallet, took out two gold coins from it and handed them to the doctor.

"Doctor, please take a look at my arm and give me a simple treatment."

"This... this won't work." The doctor said this, walked up, took a closer look at the cut surface of the masked man's arm, and then said. "You should have come from the woods, and this part of your arm was scratched by a branch, and it has begun to get infected."

"No, no." He shook his head hurriedly. "The wound has begun to rot, and I can't save you here."

He waved his hand.

"You'd better ask for help from someone else." The doctor said this and put the two gold coins back into the masked man's wallet.

The masked man couldn't bear it anymore. He took out his dagger and put it on the doctor's neck.

"Let me ask you one more question. Can you save him?"

The doctor was frightened by his action. A trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Seeing this, he nodded quickly.

"Yes, it can be saved." With that said, he stretched out his hand and took two more gold coins from the masked man's wallet. "That's it, you can't just bandage it, otherwise the wound infection will only get worse and worse, and no matter how good the treatment potion is, it won't be able to save your life."

"Okay, then tell me what exactly needs to be done?"

"I have an anesthetic potion here that can numb your body's senses. Then while your senses are numb, I will help you clean the rotten flesh from the wound, disinfect it, and bandage it properly."

"But there is really nothing I can do about your amputated limb. You can only find a professional to help you make a prosthetic limb, or ask a big boss to perform limb restoration surgery for you. In my small place, I can't do these things."

"It's okay." The masked man felt relieved after hearing this. "As long as you can help me clean the wound."

"Okay, then you can lie down on the table inside." The doctor said, pushing up his glasses.

"Okay." The masked man said and lay down on the hospital bed.

Then, when he saw the doctor closing the door of the medical clinic, his body tensed up again.

"Why did you close the door?" the masked man said.

"Sir, I'm going to perform an operation on you. I need to clean up the rotten flesh, bandage and disinfect it. The scene is quite bloody, so I certainly can't let outsiders see it. And you want to keep your identity a secret, right?"

"!" Upon hearing this, the masked man immediately held his dagger alertly.

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry." Seeing him like that, the doctor smiled again and comforted the masked man. "I usually receive a lot of bad people here, and you are just one of them."

"After all, those who are involved in the underworld will definitely not dare to go to places like churches. You don't know how expensive the potions in the alchemy workshop are, so I usually come to help them with some simple processing."

"Have you had any relevant surgeries before this?"

"I've done it, I've done it a lot!" the doctor said, looking up and thinking for a moment, and then said: "For example, before, I sterilized Mrs. Sonny's dog, and I sterilized Mr. Stefan's dog. Goose passes through the intestines…”

"Are you a veterinarian!?" Hearing this, the masked man pretended to get up and leave.

"Oh, I was just joking." The doctor quickly held down the masked man. "Didn't I say it before? I've helped many gangsters deal with the problems on corpses..."

"What I told you before is just my usual

Do some serious money-making work. "

“I’ve done amputation surgeries and razor blade removal, and the patients have given me good reviews!”

"Okay." The masked man felt relieved.

Then, the doctor brought over a bottle of potion and handed it to the masked man's mouth.

"Okay, this is the bottle of anesthetic potion. You drink it all, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the pain later."

"Okay." The masked man nodded, and then drank it.

"By the way, I have lived for so many years and have been to many medical clinics. Why haven't I seen anesthesia potions in other medical clinics?"

"Ah, I just received this potion not long ago." The doctor said, put on a mask and gloves, and took out a scalpel. "That is to say, a person who is very...genius in alchemy. He refined this potion and then asked me to try it on others to see the effect."

"So you haven't tried this medicine on anyone else before?"

"That's for sure. I haven't met anyone who can use this potion even if I stay here for a month. You are lucky to be the first batch of customers to experience the anesthetic potion."

"..." The masked man couldn't complain in his heart. He had become a guinea pig, right?

"How do you feel now? Try moving your fingers?" At this time, the doctor suddenly asked.

"Uh..." The masked man tried to move his fingers and found that he had lost all feeling from the neck down.

"Your anesthesia seems to be working really well. I really can't feel it anymore."

"That's okay." The doctor heard the words and nodded reassuringly, then quickly pinched the masked man's cheeks with one hand, and put the other hand into the masked man's mouth, and removed the masked man's mouth. The poison sac was taken out.

"What are you?!" The masked man looked at the doctor's actions and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"I just saw it. Is this in your mouth a poison sac?"

"When I perform surgery, I always check whether the patient has any prohibited items. Yours is obviously a bit excessive."

"...Put it back for me." The masked man said coldly.