“What you said seems to make sense.” Jiang Xian’er raised her head, her eyes wide, and looked up, placing her hand on her chin as she muttered to herself.

"By the way, you haven't answered my question yet."

Luo Chen then remembered that Jiang Xian'er had asked him earlier what she could do right now.

"Let me think... helping others... I think I could help the wounded." Luo Chen really couldn't think of anything he could do in this place.

However, casualties are inevitable for mercenaries. If they really want to help them, there is only one way: to take care of the wounded and become a field medic or nurse.

However, if this is the profession, it will inevitably cause some harm to oneself.

Even someone who has been in this profession for many years would probably find it unbearable to witness the horrors of war.

Moreover, she's just a young girl, so it's understandable that they're a little embarrassed.

Luo Chen felt this was the only way to get Jiang Xian'er to abandon those immature thoughts in her heart.

At least he didn't want her future life to be tied to all of this.

Who could imagine a fairy-like young girl doing these kinds of jobs?

Anyway, Luo Chen didn't want that.

It could also be considered a small selfish act on his part regarding the world.

"A battlefield medic? A nurse?" Jiang Xian'er was seriously considering this question.

She is now like a butterfly without a destination, drifting aimlessly everywhere.

"Sigh, it seems like it really works! That way I can help more people and tell them not to fight, because war will kill a lot of people." Jiang Xian'er's eyes shone with interest, seemingly very interested in Luo Chen's suggestion.

It felt like I had finally found a way to keep going.

"Wait a minute." Luo Chen sensed something was wrong and quickly explained, "The risks of doing these things are very high. Are you sure you want to do this? You need to know that battlefield medics or nurses are not like others, staying in rear hospitals. This is the real battlefield, where people will keep dying, and no one will protect you. At least, there is no way to guarantee your safety 100%."

Jiang Xian'er nodded, then shook her head: "It's okay, I'm not afraid. When I was little, there were riots in the town every day, but I wasn't afraid at all."

"Besides, I really admire this profession. At least it allows me to experience the realm of death up close and also helps others better. I believe that when they are injured, they must really need doctors to help them. Don't you think that's great?"

Jiang Xian'er said excitedly, her eyes seemingly shining. She seemed to understand the consequences of all this better than Luo Chen, but to him, it was all so simple.

"Are you really sure? I was just saying it offhand. Besides, war and small-scale riots are two completely different things. There will be limbs and bodies everywhere. Can you hold back from vomiting? Can you accept that kind of scene?" Luo Chen really didn't know what to say.

He admitted that he couldn't keep up with the train of thought of the radiant fairy in front of him.

In other words, did she oversimplify things, or had she been mentally preparing for this for many years?

Luo Chen didn't want his words to send her to her death.

He hoped that Jiang Xian'er could stay in Hope Town for the rest of her life and live out her days peacefully.

Perhaps his idea is shameful and selfish.

Who doesn't have selfish motives at first?

“In the past, I always heard stories about the King of Mercenaries. Later, as the town grew, so did the number of mercenaries. I saw them when they were injured. I have always lived in this well-protected town and have never really stepped out to see the outside world.”

Jiang Xian'er's slow and calm voice echoed in the basement.

“I didn’t make this decision just out of pure curiosity. I’ve been preparing for it for many years. I like to embrace new things and I want to learn more about the outside world. I’m not a naive person. I really want to help them. I’ve been thinking that if they could have received timely treatment when they were injured, wouldn’t they have been in less pain?”

Jiang Xian'er's words left Luo Chen speechless; he didn't even know how to begin.

"Have you ever heard this saying?" Jiang Xian'er asked with utmost seriousness, always exuding a powerful will.

Luo Chen shook his head. He had only been in this world for a short time, so what could he possibly hear?

"Talking about war your whole life is not as good as actually going to the battlefield and handling a gun."

"That's what the King of Mercenaries said."

Luo Chen clearly hadn't realized it; it really was a statement that fit the current situation.

I really don't know if Jiang Xian'er made it up on the spot, or if the King of Mercenaries actually said it.

"Will your father let you go?" Luo Chen asked curiously, wondering what kind of man had raised such a quirky and clever girl.

Immediately, Jiang Xian'er lowered her head deeply. The answer was obvious: her father would not agree.

Thankfully, my father is a normal person!

Luo Chen suddenly felt a sense of relief. If his father had agreed, he would have been at a loss for what to do.

"Haha, I don't care about him. No one can stop me from realizing my dream."

Abrupt, caught off guard.

Luo Chen was defeated once again by the girl in front of him.

Jiang Xian'er hurriedly ran to the stairs, raised her hand, and shouted.

"This...this is a symptom of late-stage chuunibyou that can't be saved."

In the end, Luo Chen came to terms with the facts and lamented that he knew too little about the world and its people.

If only I could visit mental hospitals more often, either in real life or in the book, I could empathize with Jiang Xian'er at some point now.

"Okay, I scared you." Seeing Luo Chen's expression, Jiang Xian'er instantly reverted to her obedient girl self, saying with a face full of guilt.

"Luckily I don't have heart disease, otherwise my heart would have been whipped hundreds of times by you." Luo Chen said helplessly.

"Since you're willing to do this, then I have no choice but to support you."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xian'er was overjoyed, as Luo Chen was a friend she had already acknowledged.

I was naturally overjoyed to receive his support.

"You're just the right person," Jiang Xian'er said to Luo Chen sincerely.

"Okay... Holy crap... Again?" Luo Chen was about to wave his hand when a churning sensation in his stomach made him feel uneasy.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Jiang Xian'er hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Luo Chen clutched his stomach, glaring at Jiang Xian'er with annoyance.

it goes without saying!

【What else could it be? It's the reaction to the laxative you gave me.】

[Why does this thing have such a long reaction arc?]

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xian'er instantly understood and turned her face away.

"Oh, I forgot, I just put the whole bag in there!"

"What……"