Chapter 374 Chapter 168 Life Poison (Part 2)
The resting place of the former Marquis of Mays, the once glorious Ward Landislofen, was not in the Black Knight Castle, which was a symbol of his clan, nor in the church hospital which had a large number of divine art priests, but was arranged by Marquis Mays in the depths of the Lord’s Mansion Office.
Verafia followed the Marquis. Along the way, not only were the hard walls and floors inscribed with numerous defensive runes, which were sufficient to withstand the full power strike of a Saint Rank, but also heavily guarded elite knights armed to the teeth and extremely many fixed magic ballistae were seen everywhere.
Judging by Verafia’s assessment, it would be impossible to break through these defenses without suffering the casualties of an entire legion.
Mm, it could be seen that Eggesti was indeed quite concerned about his father, worrying that the old man would be abducted… However, who specifically would abduct him was not something Verafia needed to care about.
Thinking this, Verafia’s large golden eyes turned with interest, and she raised her small face to look at the Marquis beside her. However, Marquis Mays’s face remained as calm as ever, and he paid no attention to Verafia’s gaze.
Verafia pouted and vaguely shook her small face. The girl then stepped on her lotus feet a little harder, her small boots making a crisp sound on the ground, as if expressing her dissatisfaction at being ignored.
For some reason, she suddenly missed Ig. She had taught both of them swordsmanship. Although Ig’s talent was far inferior to his father’s, if this young man were by her side, he would have already started to inquire about her well-being if he sensed she was unhappy, even if he knew she was faking it.
Marquis Mays naturally did not know what this young lady, whom he regarded as a phoenix with hidden depths, was thinking in her little head.
At the end of the corridor, two knights holding gun-swords and wearing white armor and silver helmets stood guard before the large door.
Verafia couldn’t help but glance at them. The silver armor of the two knights was inscribed with strange runes. Although the knights’ auras were completely contained within their tight plate armor, making their specific realms indiscernible, she could still feel a sense of danger from them.
It should be known that although Verafia had not yet advanced to the Star Rank, her power had long surpassed that of many crystals. Being able to make her feel a sense of danger indicated that the two knights before her were fully capable of posing a threat to ordinary Stars.
From the way they were arrayed, these knights were clearly not individual entities but existed as a structured force. Furthermore, Marquis Mays being able to have these knights stationed here, and even not being bothered by her seeing them, clearly indicated that this was at least not his trump card.
“This Eggesti, for over a hundred years, has been able to stand firm under Lancaster’s gaze… I wonder what other powers he is hiding?”
Verafia’s beautiful eyes shimmered with brilliance, and she thought with interest. However, she naturally had no need to reveal it.
Marquis Mays nodded in response to the knights’ salutes, and then, the knight’s palm, covered by a forged silver gauntlet, pushed the large door open forcefully. The heavy metal door made a dull sound on the ground before slowly opening a gap before Verafia’s eyes.
The scene hidden behind the door was completely different from the solemn and guarded corridor. Verafia casually glanced with her golden eyes. The well-lit room was decorated with expensive furniture and luxurious murals. In the rich aura of light, high-level divine art priests and several maids stood guard before a large bed.
The person being surrounded was naturally Eggesti’s father, the former lord of Mays Territory, Marquis Ward.
“Miss Vera, this is my father.”
Marquis Mays signaled the maids and priests to step aside, then led the girl to the bedside.
Verafia opened her eyes wide with curiosity, scrutinizing him.
Covered by a thick gold-threaded velvet blanket, the old man was quite aged. In the light, his face and the exposed wrists were like a layer of dead skin stuck to his bones. However, Verafia could still vaguely discern the image of the former Marquis Ward from him.
Speaking of which, Verafia and Marquis Ward could barely be considered colleagues in the past, but they didn’t have much interaction. The only connection was through Eggesti, who was standing beside them at the time and was still a young man.
Marquis Mays reached out his palm from his robe and grasped the old man’s thin wrist, as if examining him. After a moment, he turned his head to look at the girl beside him:
“Miss Vera, my father was assassinated by the Church of the Dead Word a month ago. Although there was no danger to his life at the time, my father has been in a coma ever since. To be honest, I have invited many renowned doctors and divine art masters. Although the results were not entirely without gain… the simplest requirement is a resurrection divine medicine.”
Verafia had also heard of the term resurrection divine medicine. It was roughly the general term used by humans to refer to the magic potions refined by potion masters in the Elf Empire during the Golden Age using the Spring of Life and the goddess’s divine power.
As the name suggests, for humans, even if they were critically ill and only a step away from the underworld, this magic potion refined with the divine power of the Goddess of Life could undoubtedly save their lives.
However, this was, after all, just a legend. Moreover, the Golden Era of the Elf Empire had long since passed. For thousands of years, for the elves, not only had the Spring of Life been polluted and the Ancient Tree of Life withered, but the manifestations of the goddess had also been few and far between, and most of them were mere rumors.
Thus, even for Lothel, who had extensive social connections among the elves, he had only heard of such magic potions being treasured in the royal palace of the elves and had never seen the real thing.
“Does it require the divine power of the Goddess of Life? Hmm, let this young lady take a look and see if I can…”
Verafia raised her head and said crisply.
In Marquis Mays’s understanding, she was a phoenix of flame… As an immortal flame and an immortal bird that nirvana in fire, her abilities naturally included some authority over interpreting “life and death.”
Marquis Mays looked at the girl and suddenly laughed: “Ig told me that he was once persecuted and on the verge of death, but it was Miss Vera who saved his life. However, I believe the price Miss Vera paid at that time was not light?”
Verafia raised her head in surprise.
She had not told Ig that in order to save him before the Blazing Abyss, she had not only fallen two ranks but also consumed a considerable amount of her origin.
But Marquis Mays brought it up suddenly…?
“I just felt that Miss Vera’s realm was not limited to her current level, so I made a guess. However… judging by your expression, it must be so. Heh, that kid Ig is really slow-witted.”
Marquis Mays seemed to have seen through the girl’s confusion and explained.
