Yuffie crouched down and gently covered the side of the churned soil with her palm. She www.biquge.info used her secret technique of manipulating earth and rocks, easily flipped the corpse up, and then carefully checked the other party's condition.

Due to the winter, the corpse was not badly decomposed, and it was still possible to identify Kratos himself from his face. But unlike the 'sleeping' Crow Knight, the emaciated man no longer breathed and had a heartbeat, his limbs stiffened, and he had indeed been dead for some time.

The corpse was relatively neatly dressed, and there were no obvious signs of trauma on the surface. She placed her hand on Kratos' chest, using her magic to sense the inside of his body.

It didn't take long for her to find out what was wrong. The corpse was covered in tiny lumps and scars. A jumble of 'branches' protrude from their interiors and penetrate deep into the surrounding tissues. These scars have severely damaged Kratos' body, although no changes are visible from the outside.

She knew what it was.

In the Academy's Potions class, Tutor Kashya mentions a disease known as 'infiltrative magical scars'. Prolonged exposure to anomalous magical powers, or prolonged exposure to magical plants and potions and lack of protection, can lead to a deadly disease. This is one of the most important considerations for a qualified alchemist or potions master.

She continued to extend her perception to the rest of her body, finding no traces of external or internal injuries. However, with the biological knowledge she had learned, and the talent that came from Ada's powers, she was able to make a credible judgment - the overall condition of the body was quite bad, and she was probably on the verge of running out of oil.

That doesn't mean Kratos died of disease. He can ask Fael to come and talk, which means that there is still some distance from the final moment. Men usually suffer from diseases that become weaker over time and eventually die from the failure of organs and tissues throughout the body. As Fael describes, dying quietly and suddenly is also somewhat counterintuitive.

"Let me try." Yuffie exhaled, laid a secret spell beside him, and turned his head to look at the anxious man on the side, "Don't worry, I used a disguised illusion, and people outside can't see anything happening here." ”

Fael nodded hurriedly. She took one last look at him, calmed down, and began to try to perform a magic spell that she had just learned.

Edda's divine power was summoned into her body, and then slowly transmitted to the corpse. The power of Creation dissolves decayed, useless, and redundant tissues one by one, rebuilding new and intact body devices. Even those parts that appeared to be intact had been carefully repaired to ensure that traces of death and disease were completely erased from every corner of the body.

Compared to the resurrection magic she had used, which was only effective for newly dead and intact creatures, this spell was much more mentally taxing. It was only after she had completed that soul journey not long ago that she had barely been able to control this level of power. However, if the cause and effect of the matter can be confirmed because of this, it can be considered worth the money, Yuffie thought to himself.

The power of the magic successfully repaired Kratos' body. Yuffie gasped softly, relieving some of the tiredness and dizziness in his mind. At the same time, she has prepared a non-lethal attack secret technique in her hands - she can't be sure that Kratos is a friend, so a certain amount of precaution is necessary.

However, a few minutes passed, and Kratos' body remained motionless. Once again, she carefully probed the man's body with her magic powers—the scars had been completely erased, the tissues that had been damaged were intact, the breathing and heartbeat were faint, but no mental fluctuations were felt—very similar to that of the 'Sleeping Knight'.

He ...... What's wrong? Fael watched for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Sure enough, it's still ...... Can't you save him? ”

"Now he is not dead, but he is not alive." Yuffie replied softly, "Even though his body is mortal, his soul is also trapped somewhere. He couldn't wake up until he got his soul back. ”

"That'...... Is there a way to fix it? ”

"Naturally, just get his soul back." The girl replied neatly, "I still have a lot to ask him, no matter what he has done before, is it okay to die like this." ”

She stood up, dusted her clothes, and cast a spell that left Kratos' body floating in the air.

"Now, can you take me to his house to have a look?" She said to Fael.

This time, the man replied much more cheerfully than before, "Are you going to his workshop, or where he lives?" The workshop is a little closer. ”

"Then let's go to the workshop first." She thought for a moment, "Maybe there's a clue he left there." ”

Fael nodded in agreement and turned back to walk down the street. About five minutes later, they came to a single-story wooden house with an area of about 100 square meters, and Yuffie approached the door and saw a sign on the door that read "Pharmaceutical Workshop Kratos". She knocked on the door, but there was no response as expected.

"To live in such a big house alone, Kratos is full of money." The girl muttered, rested her hand on the lock, and silently recited the incantation to unlock it—she was already familiar with it.

"He rented it, this house." Fael interjected, as if defending the other party, "The head of the household has traveled far away, and the rent is only four silver coins a month, which is already the cheapest situation. ”

The door opened with a slight creak. Yuffie was the first to enter the house, then turned back and beckoned Fael to follow. The room was also filled with a slightly sweet smell of potions, and she followed the smell and found a large crucible in the hall, in which there was still a lot of light brown liquid. She took out the empty bottle she had with her, filled most of it, and planned to wait for Elena to analyze the ingredients.

The house was neatly tied, not to mention the herbs and firewood piled up in the corners. Yuffie rummaged around the shelves on the first floor, but found nothing resembling the formula. So she took some of each herb from the corner and headed to the other side of the hall.

In addition to this huge hall, the chalet also contains a modest bedroom, dining room and study. The girl followed her instinct into the study, came to the cracked wooden table, and opened a booklet with the emblem of the Guild on the cover.

It was something like a diary or a note, and the writer was, of course, Kratos. The account is mainly about the work related to the Guild, and is originally dated about two years ago. Yuffie slowly flipped through the manual, skipping the work-related parts, and Fael leaned in to read the contents of the manual from behind her.

Since about half a year ago, the contents of the manual have piqued her interest. They are mixed in with the rest of the text, each of which is not long, but it is a complete account of the man named Kratos who participated in the whole process of making the potion.