Chapter 36 ||10.19
The mercenary guild stood a few steps in front of me, raised his left arm and saluted me, and then asked with a gentle expression, "Your Excellency is a healing magician?" β
I returned the salute and nodded silently.
The two men looked at each other and asked, "I wonder where your Excellency came from?" β
"I'm from the Eastern Continent." I smiled at them and said, "I already know what happened in Bro City, and I know that the mercenary guild in Bro City can't detain healing mages who are not from Bro City, but I can go with you. β
Hearing me say this, the two seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and their faces were a little relieved, and the older fighter raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and said very respectfully: "Thank you, β‘β‘ Ge, please here." β
I nodded, then reached out and patted the big man standing beside me on the shoulder a few times, and when I saw that he had come to my senses, I followed the two fighters into the city of Buro.
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Perhaps because the viscount was seriously ill, the city of Buro was very clean, and there were many members of the mercenary guild on the road who gathered in small groups to patrol the streets.
I followed the two mercenary guild men slowly to the heart of Bro City, and the buildings around me gradually became majestic and magnificent. Looking at such a bustling scene in front of me, I suddenly felt ...... Ryan is probably the most modest aristocrat I've ever met.
Enter the castle of the Hebrew viscount, walk through the main hall and come to the hall behind the castle.
I'm a little surprised, is this viscount so sick that he doesn't even have the strength to go to the main hall?
When he arrived in the back hall, an old man in a mage's robe came out, his eyebrows were tightly locked, his face was full of sorrow, he sighed slightly, nodded at the two mercenary guild people, motioned for them to leave, and then turned to look at me and said, "I am Luke, the healing mage mentor of Bro City, I don't know what your Excellency is called?" β
I smiled, "Kolo, a healing mage from the Eastern Continent. β
After we saluted each other, he gave me a somewhat miserable smile and led me deeper into the back hall.
On the way, I had the heart to ask him about the Viscount, but he told me that as long as I saw the Viscount, I would naturally know. I knew it, so I only talked to him about some inconsequential gossip, but unfortunately neither of us was in this mind, so in fact, it was just perfunctory to each other.
After a while, I felt a momentum from far to near, and as my pace of approach slowly expanded, I was stunned and turned to look at Luke.
He nodded at me, then raised his hand and pushed open the closed door in front of him.
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The hall was lit with rich spices, candles and flames, and when I looked up, I saw a man who looked about my age leaning on the main seat in the hall.
He propped his head on his hands, and when he heard the noise, he raised his eyes and looked at me very indifferently, pursed his thin lips slightly, and pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying.
I was stunned, only to feel an indescribable sense of familiarity in his eyebrows, but I didn't know when or where I had seen it.
Knowing that this was not the place to think carefully, I quickly came to my senses, then wiped away these strange thoughts, bowed my head and saluted with Luke, who waved his hand and said, "Luke, this is the new healing magician......
Luke nodded: "Your Highness, this is a healing mage who traveled here from the Eastern Continent. β
"Eastern Continent......" Viscount Hebrew sighed softly: "Forget it, the result is the same anyway." β
"As long as Your Excellency can cure my illness, the plantation in the north of Bro City will be my thank you." The Viscount's voice was calm, the phrase seemed to have been said so many times that he had become numb.
I nodded, and walked closer to him.
The closer I got to him, the more I felt that the momentum was unbearable, so I frowned unconsciously: "The viscount doesn't look like it's spread outside the city...... I've lost my magical powers. β
Such a strong momentum is more appropriate to describe as a mana rampage.
"Hey......" Hearing me say this, Luke also walked over slowly: "Since the viscount was a child, the elemental ring in his body has not been able to run smoothly, so I have always used GΓΌlen potions to help him dredge slowly. β
"A few months ago, I don't know if it reached a critical point, the elemental ring in the Viscount's body finally stopped condensing, but the mana in the whole body also burst out at the same time, although I was treated in time, the Viscount survived...... But his body has become what it is now......"
I was stunned, raised my hand and grabbed the Hebrew Viscount's wrist, slowly injecting my healing elements into his body.
"That's right, the Viscount's meridians are weak now, and although his momentum is outgoing, the elemental ring has never been able to operate smoothly...... It became a stagnant blockage. β
Speaking of this, Luke's voice was a little choked.
I didn't speak, I just carefully felt the healing elements that had been injected into the Hebrew Viscount's body, and felt his current physical condition.
But in the next second, my heart was stirred up by this.
Why......
Why is the congestion of his elemental ring the same as when I was poisoned? No...... To be precise, his state is more like Ryan after drinking GΓΌlen's potion.
Could it be such a coincidence? Across half a continent, there is actually a person who is exactly the same situation as us?
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I was awakened from my musings by the sound in my ears, then withdrew my hand holding the Hebrew Viscount, turned to Luke and smiled, "I see...... Actually, when I was in the Eastern Continent, I was treated for such an illness. β
As the words fell, Luke's pained eyes suddenly returned to their brightness, shining brightly and full of hope. His lips squirmed a few times, but he finally didn't have the courage to speak.
ββ¦β¦ Can you cure me? The Viscount Hebrew's low, dry voice sounded with some uncanny feeling.
I looked at the man in the main seat and nodded slowly, "Yes, it's just...... Your meridians have been damaged by the potion of GΓΌlen, so it will take a long time to heal. β
ββ¦β¦ Never mind...... It's okay......" The Hebrew Viscount's originally indifferent face was now a little distorted, and he clutched the hem of his drooping clothes tightly, looking very pitiful.
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From that day on, I stayed at the Viscount's Castle in the city of Bro.
I could not remember where I had seen anyone who looked like the Hebrew Viscount, and in desperation, I could only put aside my thoughts for a moment and turn my mind to the city where I now lived.
Every day, I help the Hebrew Viscount to carry out food therapy and elemental dredging, and the life is stable, but it is too boring. After some consideration, I spoke to the viscount and began to heal some of the sick in the city.
I slowly discovered that the whole city of Bro was somewhat closed, and the aborigines were generally very repulsive to outsiders. Therefore, the development of healing magic in Buro City and its surrounding towns is extremely backward, at least fifty years later than that of the Eastern Continent.
The ailments of the inhabitants were correspondingly more messy and old, but this gave me a lot more opportunities to practice healing magic, and with my previous zuΓ² magic wand made of smoked wood, I was able to research a few decent healing spells over the course of a few months.
This kind of life is quite fulfilling, but it's just ...... From time to time, I will also think of the person who is still far away in the Eastern Continent, waiting for me to go back.
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In the process of treating the Hebrew Viscount, I also asked him about the fact that the original elemental ring of his body was not working smoothly, and he only told me that the disease had been suffering from him for as long as he could remember, so he did not know the cause or anything. I was already very concerned about this condition, and I was really disappointed to hear him say that.
Perhaps it was the hope of finally seeing a recovery, and the Hebrew Viscount gradually trusted me very much, and gave me a magic scroll that allowed me to enter and leave all the plantations in Bro City at will.
It just so happened that I had used up the Elive's potion with me, so I picked a clear day and hopped on a bus to the plantation north of Bro to see if I could bring back some Saint Louise flowers.