Capítulo 975: Madness for Hire (Part 1)

"There was nothing left to heal, yet I consider myself lucky. I survived to tell the tale and Baron Wyalon put me behind a desk instead of firing me. The only battlefield left for me is that against paperwork, but I can at least train recruits." The Sergeant said.

"Why not regrowing it?" Nalrond was baffled at human society abandoning its veterans.

"Not even his Excellency's personal mage knows how to do it, and even if she did, it would cost too much. I'm a member of the militia, not of the army. Jambel can't afford to send all those like me to the White Griffon."

Regrowing a limb required two teams of three Healers each. Hiring six mages at the same time was something beyond even a noble household's abilities. The six great academies were the only place that provided such services at an affordable price.

"Interesting." Lith took several purple potions out of his pocket dimension. "Drink one of these now and another one once per hour until our return."