"When people are sick and have problems with their physical functions, our priests can temporarily apply their spiritual power to the Dharma weapon to communicate the life energy in the patient's body and achieve local strengthening and improvement.

Speaking of spiritual power, the temple found in the long process of research that every independent living individual, at birth, has already determined the origin of his soul in his life, that is, the highest strength of spiritual power, which cannot be changed by external forces.

But before awakening, this power can only be used passively, and the efficiency is very low.

Fortunately, through active exercise and meditation, we can trigger awakening, enhance our ability to mobilize spiritual energy, and greatly improve the quality of our body. ”

The old priest still said unhurriedly.

"It's like a kettle with water, after the kettle is made, it will forever determine how much water it can hold, and the process of awakening is like constantly adding more water to the kettle.

Of course, the difference between this and water is that our spiritual power is already there, and it just depends on how much we can discover and use. ”

"I know, Lord Priest, what does all this have to do with my child?" asked Catherine anxiously.

The old priest patted Catherine's hand and comforted: "My child, don't panic, Gaia, the mother goddess of the earth, will bless you and your children, believe me."

As an awakened Ward, your body is strong enough to provide adequate nutrition for your children.

And I also perceive that the little guy in your belly is growing and developing very well, which is completely in line with the size and organs that he should have at this stage.

If the body is normal, then the problem is likely to lie in the soul origin.

Look at the petals of this lotus flower in my hand, which is what is commonly referred to as a holy flower.

Through the special secret method of the temple, the magic weapon made into it, the divine power contained in it can also be understood as a special spiritual power, or it is more appropriate to say that it is the carrier of the soul origin.

In the process of healing, it is only a tool and a medium, and according to common sense, it is not absorbed by the living organism itself.

But now you see, half of it has completely dried up, and the divine power it contains has disappeared and has been absorbed by the fetus in your womb. The old priest opened his palm, and the dry leaves lay flat on it, a little depressed.

The old priest's explanation did not help Catherine calm down, but only made her more panicked.

The fetus, which has been pregnant for more than six months in the body, has gradually established a strong emotional sustenance for the new life that I am looking forward to day and night.

Now someone told her that there was a problem with the child's soul origin.

As a mother, she could never accept the fact that she even wished that she was sick herself rather than a child.

"Why is this happening, there must be something that can be done, Priest Cohen, please help me. ”

Catherine sat up with a little more strength out of thin air, and grasped the old priest's thin palm with both hands, and held it tightly, as if she was afraid that the old man would go away.

The old priest pondered again for a while, sighed, and said to Catherine: "My child, in all the years I have been studying, I have indeed seen similar problems.

It's not much, but it must be admitted that it does happen in a very low percentage, whether it's us Ward people, or other races.

As for the reason, there are different opinions, and no one can explain it very clearly.

I'm ashamed of how to heal, maybe because I still have too little knowledge, and medical magic is not my forte.

As you can see, the result of my attempt to heal is that the connection is not stable enough, and the spell is interrupted.

This requires the priest to have a deep understanding of the structure of the soul and to have extremely subtle ability to manipulate divine power.

I suggest you wait patiently, and I will report to the Bishop of Gokan City and ask her for advice.

It's a pity that my teacher had already returned to the arms of Gaia, the Mother Earth goddess, twenty years ago, otherwise he might have had a solution. The old priest gave a more secure suggestion.

However, Catherine was completely panicked, and there was no place to wait.

I didn't care if the old priest would care, so I ordered Mama Bertha and Campbell's butler next to me on the spot: "Pack your luggage, let's go back to the imperial capital, I want to go home, right away." ”

A series of impatient commands sounded, and the servants who had been waiting in the courtyard outside the door were driven like spinning tops, and began to pack their things in a panic.

The hostess was already six gods and no master at this time, but fortunately, there was also Campbell's butler, who accompanied him to the outside of the hall while compensating the old priest, and asked the old priest in cryptic words how to compensate for the damaged magic weapon.

The old priest waved his hand, signaling that it was okay.

Although it is distressing, as a mid-level clergyman, there are still channels for supplementation.

Although damage to ritual artifacts is rare, theft and loss are not uncommon.

Afterwards, he must have reported and filed this matter with the higher temple, believing that the temple would compensate him with a new magic weapon.

Before leaving the door, Catherine realized her gaffe and expressed her apologies to the old priest.

The old priest didn't care, but comforted Catherine one last time.

"My child, don't panic, it's not good for you or your child.

Gaia, the Mother Earth goddess, will bless you, she will not forget any of our children, and there will always be a solution to things.

And the fetus in your womb has absorbed some of the divine power, which means that things may not be as bad as we suspected, and there is still a chance to save it. ”

The old priest's final reassurance reminded Catherine that she had a flare-up because the child in her womb was crying to her and telling her that she needed more divine power.

It is certainly okay to continue to ask the old priest to input divine power, but Catherine seems to prefer to find the cause of the disease and completely solve all the hidden dangers, rather than blindly treating the symptoms without curing the root cause, which is also the original intention of all patients in treatment.

Only when the severity of the illness is finally confirmed, will the inner expectations be lowered step by step and the so-called fate will be accepted.

After all, there were some things Catherine couldn't say clearly, and she trusted the high-ranking priests of the imperial capital more than the chief priest of a small town.

Not to mention how Catherine was so close to her heart that she even forgot to inform her husband and parents in a hurry.

Fortunately, there are also the old and serious Kebel butlers and Grandma Bertha, who helped her deal with all the chores, so that she didn't cause more trouble.

Three days later, at noon, the big iron monster with white smoke and whining sound slowly drove into the small railway station on the outskirts of Luoma Town.

It was a passing wagon, but now it has a few small carriages carrying passengers in front of it.

Catherine was already impatient, and it only took a day to pack all her belongings, but it took two days to wait for the train to carry the nobleman's box.

Catherine knew that this was just the beginning.

On the road, it will take a full 14 days, which is a great test for her with a big belly and anxious, both physically and mentally.

Demi Stewart, the wife of the lord of Fallen Horse Town, and several good ladies of small aristocratic families are Catherine's new close friends in the past two years.

At this moment, they all heard the news, although they didn't know what was going on, but they vaguely knew that Catherine was eager to return to the imperial capital, so they rushed to see them off.

Sitting on the soft brocade couch in the box, Catherine took off her white muslin hat and waved goodbye to her friends who saw her off.

"Take care. ”

"Give us a message when we arrive in the imperial capital. ”

A muttered sound of caring for herself sounded in her ears, and Catherine's heart was so full of mixed emotions that she almost shed tears.

She didn't know what awaited her ahead, and at this moment, she just wanted her husband to come back soon, or wake up from the nightmare as soon as possible.

Mama Bertha came behind Catherine's back and untied the aristocratic hairdress, which had taken her half an hour to make up, and combed it for her.

The long white blonde hair, which was originally silky, had become a little dry and split because Catherine had not had a good rest for three days, and had lost its luster.

She persuaded, "Katie, change into soft clothes and lie down and rest for a while, you only slept for three hours last night." ”

Catherine shook her head stubbornly, and said nothing, just sat there blankly, staring blankly at the slowly receding scenery outside the window, without a trace of expression on her face.

The countryside in autumn is still picturesque, but for her, the same scenery is no longer attractive because of the great change in her mood.

"Alas......"

A deep sigh came from behind.