Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 83: Johnson Pharmacy

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In the early morning of the second day, Locke stretched out comfortably and walked out of his tent.

Now many soldiers in the camp have begun training. News of the departure has spread throughout the Kedozi camp. Every soldier is working hard to improve his strength. Now most of the people in the camp can be called veterans. In order not to fall down on the battlefield like the unlucky ones who died in the battle around them, everyone is working hard.

Locke walked towards the training ground behind the camp. The soldiers he met along the way all said hello to Locke.

“Hey! Phil! Come here!” Locke called to a soldier practicing slashing not far away.

The soldier heard someone calling him. After he looked up and saw who it was, he quickly dropped his sword and ran towards Locke.

“Brother Locke! What’s going on?” Phil asked excitedly.

Phil was the only one who survived Locke’s original ten-man team, apart from Kane and Hans. Whether it was Kane, Hans or Locke, they had always taken good care of him. Locke even visited Phil once in the days after he came back and gave him a lot of advice. Phil, who was just a servant at first, now looks a bit like a third-class soldier.

“Go to Corey, the cook in the logistics department, and ask him to deliver two bowls of broth to the door of my camp. I will drink it after practicing.” Locke ordered.

“Got it! Brother Locke!” Phil replied.

“Go!” Locke nodded and patted Phil on the shoulder to express encouragement.

There are usually only two meals in the camp, but this is only for ordinary people. As a squadron leader, it is normal for Locke to have some privileges. As for why she wanted two bowls, Xia Qian was still lying on Locke’s bed, too tired to move.

Looking at Phil who ran to deliver the message, Locke couldn’t help but sigh, how many of his old brothers are still alive now? Gulas, who he was very optimistic about at the beginning, the big man who could rival Hans in physique and who went to the black market with them, now has no leg and is like a useless person in the military camp.

Locke took a look at Gulas yesterday. He didn’t recognize him at first glance. Is this sluggish man with dim eyes and sallow complexion the same strong man who used to talk obscenely and have a cheerful personality?

Gulas will have a hard time living without a leg in the rest of his life. As a mere captain, the baron will give him very little compensation. After all, he is not dead yet, and the baron does not have to bear most of the pension.

If Locke became like this, he would rather die, so that he would not be a drag on his family, and his parents would also be able to receive a pension that is sufficient for their retirement.

There was not much communication. When Locke left after visiting Gulas yesterday, he stuffed about 10 silver coins into his hand. Gulas, a once strong man, only had deep bitterness and bitterness in his eyes. Thanks to Locke.

Not wanting to worry about these things, Locke walked quickly to the training ground.

The training ground is still the same as it was in Giza Town. Each area represents a squadron leader who can practice here. However, at this time, except for Locke, there is no one here.

Captain Monte is currently busy training soldiers. He is about to depart and needs to train the soldiers urgently.

Uncle Yoshak was sent by the baron to take charge of the caravan trade. Locke couldn’t see that the big and round Uncle Yoshak had an economic mind. He probably just wanted to rest assured that Uncle Yoshak was He is known in the camp as a straight-hearted man.

Uncle Karl rarely comes here to practice since he lost his arm.

As for Knight Will, there is no tail in sight. There is no pattern at all in whether he comes or not. However, Locke knows where Sir Will went today. The cavalry camp was filled with smoke early in the morning. It seems that Knight Will is… Went to the cavalry camp early to train soldiers.

Having a thigh hug is really comfortable. With Will Knight, a dedicated and strong man standing in front of him, Locke consciously leaned back to enjoy the coolness.

Kane and Hans, the deputy captains of the 3rd and 4th squadrons, although they have the title of squadron leader, are actually just squad captains, and the Baron has not yet ordered them to teach them fighting spirit.

The current deputy captain of the First Squadron is a guy named Constantine. Locke doesn’t know why this guy doesn’t come. It stands to reason that he has been taught fighting spirit. Locke always feels that this guy is walking around him. , he won’t take this guy’s position, so what are he afraid of? Locke cursed.

Only Locke is practicing in the huge training ground. Locke can enjoy using all the props here. Since the ribs on his chest were repaired by the camp’s doctors, Locke hasn’t had any fun exercise for a long time.

Grabbing a long gun, he first practiced a set of Faustin’s standard spear skills. He took the iron sword again and practiced chopping 500 times. There are no fancy skills on the battlefield. Most of the ones that are available are wide-open and wide-open attacks. Locke doesn’t know any body skills or combat skills. He only knows brute force.

After finally practicing his arm strength by holding up two iron **** the size of his head for a while, Locke, who was covered in sweat, threw away the clothes that were clinging to his body, sat down cross-legged, and practiced the eagle fighting spirit.

The grudge vortex that was the size of a mung bean has now grown more than a circle. The grudge is circulating in Locke’s body, and Locke feels that he has endless strength.

Cultivating Dou Qi is a delicate job, and it was almost noon before Locke finished practicing.

Picking up the clothes on the ground next to him, Locke walked towards his tent.

Xia Qian had already woken up and saw Locke coming back. Like a wife, Xia Qian helped Locke change out of his sweat-soaked clothes. He was going to have dinner at the baron’s camp later, and Locke couldn’t go there wearing clothes that smelled like sweat.

On the only table in the camp, there were two large brown bowls. One of them was full of broth, and the other was missing half of it. It should have been eaten by Xia Qian.

“Look, you didn’t come back until your rice was cold.” Xia Qian rolled her eyes at Locke and said angrily.

Lock shrugged and didn’t answer. He walked over and picked up the big bowl and swallowed it in one gulp. After a morning of practice, Locke’s stomach was already empty.

The cook Corey is very good. This bowl of broth is not only big, but also has more meat than soup. No wonder Xia Qian can’t eat a bowl by herself.

After drinking his own broth, Locke was still a little unsatisfied, but he didn’t dislike it. He took Xia Qian’s leftover broth and drank it in one gulp, so that he had some stock in his stomach. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but since practicing Dou Qi, Locke feels that he can eat well, and his appetite is much larger than before.

. . .

On the morning of the second day, the gate of the military camp slowly opened, and a neat group of soldiers filed out. Baron Kedozi rode horseback at the front of the group, and finally set off.

Lock is riding a war horse, following the cavalry squadron. His original horse has been thrown away. The black war horse under him now is a good horse selected from the cavalry squadron. . There are also many clever people in the cavalry squadron, and they know how to please their deputy squadron leader.

Xia Qian was asked by Locke to take care of people from the logistics department. Warner, who had a good relationship with him at the inn, was now said to have been transferred by the baron to take charge of the caravan’s trading affairs. Who knows, in Locke’s view, this is just logistics. How could the little person in charge of delivering messages at the inn be sent to a place as big as oil and water by the baron’s personal order?

Having no acquaintances does not mean that it is difficult to do things. Locke is also a “quasi-knight”. If he survives the war, becoming a noble is a certainty. There are many people to please him.

Xia Qian is also very excited that Locke may become a noble, but she knows that she will not become a ‘Knight Lady’. Regardless of her status as a Charlot or the fact that she is 5 years older than Locke, she gives up. Xia Qian’s fantasy.

Riding a tall horse, Locke walked among the cavalry squadrons. It was indeed the Baron’s ace team. Locke was very satisfied with the discipline of the cavalry squadrons. They marched in an orderly manner. This seemed not to be a cavalry squadron, but to represent thousands of people. Thousands of troops and horses.

It should be imitating the training model of the Eagle Legion Cavalry Corps, Locke guessed.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, Locke and his battalion finally arrived in front of a giant fence more than ten meters high that spanned several kilometers. This was the front line of Faustin and Charlot, and the front line of the Eagle Legion and the Lion Legion. The location of the legion.

There are countless rolling dark green tents inside the fence, and patrolling soldiers can be vaguely seen coming and going inside.

Baron Kedozi sent soldiers forward to report the unit number and noble medal. After some review, hundreds of people from their battalion were able to enter this large fortress.

“There are close to 70,000 people here.” Uncle Yoshak whispered to Locke.

“After all, there are people from two legions.” Locke was not surprised at all. He had seen a larger military camp before, which was a fortress composed of three legions plus the Heroic Wind Legion. Locke was deeply impressed by the aura of the military camp where hundreds of thousands of people were stationed.

A soldier was sent to lead their battalion to the territory assigned to them. It was a coincidence that the camp of Baron Kashir was right next to them.

After reaching the place, the baron ordered the soldiers to repair the place and build tents. When the troops started to get busy, Uncle Yoshak came over and asked Locke to leave.

“Let’s go! Take you to see the world!” Uncle Yoshak said boldly.

Since Locke was promoted to squadron leader and developed fighting spirit, he can use his military merit and money to purchase some rare and precious medicines or weapons and armor. The location is at the logistics and military supplies office above the corps headquarters.

But for such a long time, Locke has not even been to the headquarters of the Corps, let alone the large military camp now composed of two major legions.

Uncle Yoshak walked in front, leading the way in a familiar manner. It seemed that he had come to this place not once or twice.

The place they went to was the military supplies office of the Second Corps of the Eagle Legion.

When I went there, there was already a long queue here, and it was getting dark. It was supposed to be a meal time, but the people here didn’t seem to be in a hurry at all, and they slowly lined up. Locke counted them. Count, there are roughly twenty people.

Most of them are squadron leaders with entry-level attendant strength, Locke sensed. Two of them have reserved and deep auras, and they should be low-level attendants.

“There are quite few people today.” Uncle Yoshak said with a smile, “When I came last time, there were really many people, including people from other corps.”

They are both squadron leaders of the same corps. Uncle Yoshak seemed to know a lot of people. He went up to say hello one by one. Locke didn’t go. He had to line up for the two of them. Besides, he didn’t know many people. .

When it was getting dark, it was finally Locke’s turn. When he walked into the munitions office, he was faced with a small window half the size of a person, with a young woman sitting inside.

“What do you need? Knight.” The woman wearing the Eagle Legion uniform asked Locke in a formulaic manner.

“Um…” This stopped Locke from asking. Just when Uncle Yoshak behind him was about to suggest something, Locke suddenly remembered a potion that Angelina once told him that was suitable for him.

“Johnson Potion, thank you!” Locke replied.

The woman in the window stared at Locke in surprise.

       

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