Chapter 201
Let us spread the word!
Under Eivass’s rescue efforts, the injured finally held on until the church priests arrived at the scene.
Even Bishop Mathers rushed over.
They were even contacting the Royal Law University—if they still didn’t have enough personnel, they would directly bring a cartload of students to help.
The Illuminate Spell required touching the forehead, back of the head, or heart of the target with one’s palm, infusing it with light drawn from the burning life force of the caster. The back of the head was for dispelling curses, while the heart was for healing wounds.
Therefore, it was inconvenient for him to sit in the wheelchair, so he simply did not have the Shadow Demon return.
It remained in Lily’s shadow… Fortunately, the Shadow Demon did not cause trouble, nor did it put on a show of its presence in public. Instead, it quietly stayed with Lily, watching Eivass heal the injured, and occasionally helping out.
The fuel for the Illuminate Spell, in addition to light-attribute mana, included the caster’s own life force. Overusing the Illuminate Spell would also cause damage and depletion to one’s body. The withered appearance of Bishop Mathers when he first appeared before Eivass was the result of using too much Illuminate Spell in a short period.
At such times, Fire Worship Magic would be used to consume mana for rapid self-healing.
Therefore, the total amount of injury a single priest could heal was limited. Minor injuries were better left to students for practice—at least it wouldn’t make things worse.
After his mana was almost depleted, Eivass began to pray to the Candlemaster. He repeated this for two rounds until Eivass’s mana was completely drained. Only when he could no longer conjure mana even through prayer did he finally stop.
Eivass’s face was visibly fatigued and weak.
But his eyes gleamed with joy and satisfaction—
Because with his help, those who had been knocked down, severely injured… and even those whose heartbeats had stopped for a while, had all recovered their health.
In this grand attack, not a single person had died in the end.
Even the Supervisor, who the Grand Guardian had glimpsed as “deceased” within Avalon’s Eye, was brought back by Eivass.
“Thank you so much, Lord Moriarty…”
Director Tai Ya, “resurrected” by Eivass, stood gratefully beside him. “Without you, I don’t know how much trouble this would have caused… And thank you for saving me.”
As she spoke, she subconsciously touched her abdomen.
“Thank you for the extra treatment,” she wanted to say, but she was too embarrassed to say it in front of so many people, so she repeated like a broken record: “Thank you again…”
Eivass nodded, drowsy. “It’s nothing.”
—Now, all the injured in the Inspection Bureau were standing.
Eivass, on the other hand, looked like he was about to collapse.
The Ordinary Persons also wanted to thank Eivass, but they were stopped by the Supervisors who had stood up and recovered their health. This was to avoid disturbing Eivass’s rest… he was already very tired.
These Ordinary Persons were actually the group most severely harmed in this crisis.
This was because the people of Noble Red had intentionally attacked them—perhaps to create chaos, or perhaps out of cruel humor or a desire for revenge. Eivass even saw a little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, whose body had been almost chewed apart by the Demonic Hound. Her face was unrecognizable, and her body was a bloody mess.
After Eivass dispelled the virus and healed her injuries, he specifically used a little more mana to completely remove her scars.
For the girl, such unsightly scars on her face, chest, and back would cause great sadness. Therefore, even though she had not requested it, Eivass voluntarily provided her with complete treatment.
Or rather, precisely because she hadn’t asked—such a sensible and good child was even more deserving.
After all, Eivass prioritized treating those with the most severe injuries, and by the time he got to her, he didn’t have much mana left.
By ordinary people’s standards, Eivass had even “resurrected” more than a dozen people.
Many people had even experienced pre-death sensations, but Eivass had forcefully pulled them back.
—This was simply a miracle.
Because most people could not access this level of healing.
Although the Church had healing methods, priests were generally not allowed to fully heal people directly. This was because priests had limited mana, and if they spent a large amount to heal one person, it would mean they could do nothing for others who came seeking help that day.
For most people, they could at most receive “one standard unit” of healing.
That is, they would line up, the priest would cast Illuminate Spell, and touch each person for a little bit of healing.
A touch was about all they could manage, not a full heal—if you fully healed someone, what would happen if others got into trouble?
A touch for everyone, perhaps a group hymn, a group blessing, and then go back to recuperate slowly.
A district church, at its maximum, would have only one bishop and seven or eight priests. For severely injured patients requiring this level of “Resurrection,” just two of them could drain a bishop’s mana for the day. Not to mention removing scars and old wounds—that would require a personal favor to get a bishop-level priest to take a day off specifically to treat you.
Eivass was only able to heal them thanks to the Vessel trait and the Little Butterfly’s highly efficient group healing. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to save so many people.
He couldn’t help but feel fortunate… that he had sealed the Little Butterfly.
So many people survived solely because of Eivass—this could be said to be quite fulfilling.
Eivass still liked this feeling. It was also why he enjoyed playing the healer role in games.
Although he didn’t consider himself a good person, he didn’t resist doing good deeds.
Eivass simply disliked doing “good deeds” that had no results or uncertain outcomes.
As long as he was sure he could do it, and that it was within his capabilities, he was willing to take risks, spend money, consume mana, or burn his life force to help others, even if he didn’t know them well. The people he had helped before generally fell into this category.
If it was beyond Eivass’s capabilities, or if he had no idea how to do it, he would not force himself. He would directly refuse.
In this regard, Eivass was the opposite of Sherlock. Eivass did not enjoy “difficult challenges” as much as him.
And as a healer Player, being able to watch a teammate on the verge of death recover under his healing felt very fulfilling—a sense of redemptive salvation.
Eivass had enjoyed playing healer classes since he was a child.
When he played online games in elementary school, after learning to heal, he would stay in the main city. If he saw someone with less than full health passing by, he would rush over and fully heal them. If he saw that the other person didn’t have any buffs, he would cast one on them, and then send a happy or jumping emoticon to celebrate the completion of the healing. At this point, the other person would most likely stop and say thank you.
In games with cooking functions, he would also give food to newcomers on the roadside, and they would most likely reply with a thank you.
This feeling of being able to help others with just a few finger movements brought Eivass joy. Perhaps it was because of this that he could make a group of new friends in almost any game he played.
However, healing abilities in the world of Ouroboros Ring were quite precious.
Health was very valuable in this game. Healing output was generally not high, and even the healing from health potions was not much. Tanks were called tanks, but they were not the damage-absorbing type of traditional online games—instead, they dissolved damage through dodging, parrying, blocking, and barriers.
Damage-dealing professions would dodge as much as possible, emphasizing movement and timing over standing and dealing massive damage—only those who could survive could deal damage. At higher levels, damage-dealing professions were basically paper for cloth-armored classes, and folded paper for armor-piercing classes.
Today, Eivass had healed so much that he was dizzy and could not stand steadily. He was so weak that his voice was feeble. Even half of his hair had turned white, and his cheeks were slightly sunken. He looked as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
—Fortunately, he had his own wheelchair, so he could lie down and rest immediately.
This was when the wheelchair proved its worth!
However, although it looked frightening, it was not a big problem.
He would recover tomorrow after his mana was replenished and he underwent another Fire Worship session.
And Eivass’s self-devotion this time would surely receive a response from the Path of Devotion.
But at least, he clearly couldn’t return to his dorm today. He was in no condition to protect himself if something happened—at least, that’s what Bishop Mathers thought.
The Grand Guardian had already returned to the Silver and Tin Hall to report the situation, and Eivass could not return to his home to stay.
So Bishop Mathers thought for a moment and took Eivass and Lily back to his own home.
As people watched Eivass’s departing figure, their expressions were filled with respect and gratitude. The girl Eivass had healed and her mother even ran after Eivass for a long distance, their big eyes looking at Eivass with admiration and worship.
Although these Ordinary Persons certainly did not know that the Illuminate Spell consumed life force, they were not blind—they could visibly see Eivass becoming increasingly weak.
They also knew that other priests would never have treated them so diligently.
Eivass had been featured in newspapers multiple times and had received honors. Many people recognized him and knew his identity and surname.
After all, he was a true “Moriarty.”
A genuine founding family member, and even a direct descendant, the first successor—practically the head of the Guardian family. As long as he wished, he could become a minister of great power favored by the Queen.
Although those who lived in the Red Queen District could not be considered commoners… compared to Eivass’s noble status, their origins were not worth mentioning. And this “noble life force” seemed to have further enhanced the effectiveness of this healing—although in reality, it was the same.
In addition, Eivass had personally defeated so many enemies—many of whom had witnessed it with their own eyes. Those vicious red-clothed rioters and the two giants were all defeated by Eivass!
After fierce battles, he still had to drag his exhausted body to heal all of them, strangers, without seeking reward.
Even the priests of the Church didn’t do as well as he did.
—Although Eivass was too exhausted to accept interviews this time, they had to spread the word about this!
Among the Ordinary Persons rescued this time were reporters and bosses from other newspapers, as well as some ship owners and writers—those who came to the Inspection Bureau in the Red Queen District to handle business indicated that their homes were in the Red Queen District.
And they were determined to spread this “heroic deed that could not be reported by the Glass Steps Herald” throughout Glass Island!
No, Glass Island was not enough—they would spread Mr. Eivass’s noble character throughout Avalon!
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