Chapter 66

Everyone in the town knew that if the pharmacist couldn't treat an injury, they could seek help from the monks at the prayer hall, and vice versa. Sometimes, medicine and magic could complement each other in unexpected ways, which was the basis for their coexistence.

For the injured, this meant having an additional option, one that could even save their lives.

In Danyan Town, both the pharmacists and the monks charged extremely low fees, so Li Liang, the pharmacist, and Xi Er, the monk, held a very high status among the townspeople.

A small cluster of intertwined light particles detached from the hands of the young nun, who was in a praying posture, and entered the body of the injured person lying on the door panel.

The wound, which the medicine couldn't stop from bleeding, seemed to have lessened its blood flow.

"Light Healing Spell!"

Pharmacist Li Liang let out a small exclamation. He hadn't expected that the young nun, who was with Monk Xi Er, could also cast a basic light-based holy spell.

The prayer hall, filled with wails and cries, suddenly fell silent. All eyes were on the young nun.

Some of the armed warriors, who hadn't even wiped away their tears, saw a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

For the sake of an enormous fortune, they, who boasted of having high-level warriors, mages, and sorcerers, had participated in the hunt for a severely injured golden dragon. However, they ended up kicking a hornet's nest, and their plan backfired.

Several groups that joined the hunt were completely wiped out, suffering heavy casualties. Fortunately, their group, led by Captain Barnett, a ninth-rank fire great swordsman, retreated in time, saving most of their lives.

Captain Barnett, who had covered his comrades' retreat, was almost torn to pieces by the ferocious golden dragon. The strength of a ninth-rank fire great swordsman was almost as fragile as paper in front of the dragon. The others risked their lives to save the critically injured Captain Barnett.

After escaping the dragon's pursuit, the survivors did their best to bring their highly respected captain to the nearest Danyan Town. The only third-rank pharmacist in town was helpless against such severe injuries, so they had no choice but to bring him to the prayer hall set up by the divine court in the town, hoping for a miracle.

Unfortunately, Xi Er, the monk who might have been able to save Barnett, was out in the countryside and wouldn't return until the next day. The tough men were in despair.

Just as everyone's hearts sank, the young nun, who had been with the monk, performed a miracle. Despite her young age, she could cast the Light Healing Spell independently.

This was like a ray of dazzling sunlight piercing through the dark clouds.

The young nun, Melidor, seemed oblivious to the gazes of the crowd. She was fully immersed in chanting holy hymns, her eyes closed, her voice growing louder and smoother. The slight tension faded, and a faint white light emanated from her, making her look incredibly sacred, like a saint representing the God of Light.

After a few breaths, another Light Healing Spell's glow emerged from her hands.

Everyone in the prayer hall, including Pharmacist Li Liang, held their breath, nervously watching the young nun cast her holy spell, afraid of disturbing her.

The first Light Healing Spell, the second, the third...

Although it was just a basic spell, casting it repeatedly was a significant burden for the young nun.

The condition of the injured person was extremely severe, and the Light Healing Spell could only barely maintain the injury, preventing it from worsening.

Pharmacist Li Liang called his assistant, opened the medicine box, and took out the best medicine, applying it to the wound, hoping to help the young nun's healing spell.

Melidor's face turned increasingly red, and sweat began to appear. Although her breathing became heavier, she didn't stop chanting, continuing with a devout and determined heart.

She couldn't remember how many Light Healing Spells she had cast, but she was gritting her teeth and persisting.

In the name of her sacred faith, Melidor couldn't forgive herself for letting a poor soul die in front of her, but she had no other choice. All she could do was keep going.

Her face, which had been flushed, suddenly turned pale, and her frail body swayed. Even with the prayer hall's natural gathering of light element energy, she was on the verge of exhaustion.

The people who brought the injured person noticed the change. The speed of casting the Light Healing Spell slowed, and the light around the young nun disappeared. Despair and sadness reappeared on their faces.

"No! Barnett!"

"God! This is the price of greed! The consequence of overestimating ourselves!"

"Forgive us!"

The people in the prayer hall knew that Melidor had done her best, and they understood the fate of their brother. Their faces showed a sense of hopelessness.

The scythe of death was unstoppable. They couldn't imagine how the team would function without Captain Barnett.

Each member had been comrades for at least five years. Without a leader of high status and strength, the team might disintegrate or be absorbed by another force, facing an uncertain future.

A low but clear incantation suddenly reached everyone's ears.

The light element energy in the air began to fluctuate violently, converging in one direction. A fist-sized light ball appeared and floated on a hand, getting closer.

"Light Redemption!"

The newcomer simply said the name of the spell, walked over, and gently pressed it onto the chest of the severely injured Captain Barnett.

"Ah! God! It's a second-rank spell!"

The young nun, Melidor, stared in disbelief at the newcomer.

An imperial light warrior who could cast holy spells was almost unbelievable.

In the divine court's understanding, light spells were holy spells, filled with the power of light, guiding people to goodness, peace, and warmth.

"Who is this monk...?"

Pharmacist Li Liang's eyes widened in surprise, unsure if he was seeing a monk other than Xi Er.

The kind-hearted Melidor not only provided food and a room for the dragon knight but also found him a set of clothes to temporarily replace his black, intimidating heavy armor.

Wearing black armor in a holy prayer hall was considered impolite and could easily be mistaken for a member of the dark sanctuary, which competed with the divine court.

Thus, the people in the prayer hall saw Lin默 wearing an old monk's robe that belonged to Xi Er, subconsciously assuming he was a monk from the divine court.

"Oh, no, this is a knight...,"

Melidor was a bit flustered, knowing that Mr. Li Liang had misunderstood. Just as she was about to explain, heavy footsteps and shouts came from outside the prayer hall.

"Block the streets and intersections! Everyone go inside the houses! No one is allowed to come out, or they will be killed!"

"What are you doing? Bastards! Ah! No, spare me!"

"Dirty old dog, get inside, or I'll take your life."

With the shouts, screams, and various sounds mixing together, a few civilians were forced to hide inside, looking out nervously from the door, clearly driven by the chaos outside.

"Ah, it's a holy knight! That's great, that's great! Mr. Barnett will be saved. Please, save him quickly."

Compared to the sudden chaos outside, the pharmacist, who had a heart like a parent, was more concerned about the injured person. He saw that the second-rank light healing spell "Light Redemption" not only immediately controlled the ninth-rank fire great swordsman's injuries but also showed signs of improvement.

Lin默 nodded and began chanting the incantation again, starting to gather the second-rank light spell "Light Redemption" that could activate life potential.

Most of the divine court's members relied on their devout hearts and chanting holy hymns or prayers to cast light spells, which was similar to Lin默's incantation, resulting in the same spell.

The young nun, Melidor, finally had a chance to catch her breath. The aftereffects of casting the healing spell began to take hold, causing her head to throb painfully, almost making her faint.

Despite the knight's intervention, Melidor forced herself to stay awake until she saw the injured person out of danger.

She was a devout and focused nun, filled with compassion. Pain was just a test from the divine. As long as she remained conscious, she might be able to contribute a little more.

It must be said that this ordinary young nun in Danyan Town had a heart as pure as crystal.

Perhaps this was why she could cast the Light Healing Spell repeatedly at such a young age.

Another "Light Redemption" was cast, and the potential of life was activated again. Metabolism increased, and Barnett's breathing and complexion improved significantly. A higher-rank spell had an immediate effect.

Light element power was not strong in offensive capabilities but had a natural advantage in healing and support.

Compared to the Earth, where elemental energy was inert, the light element energy in this world was extremely active. In this prayer hall, which was rich in light elements, Lin默 could cast two second-rank healing spells in succession.

"Sorry, I can't cast 'Light Redemption' anymore. Please prepare some sugar water with a little salt and find a clean place. I need to use some special medical techniques to continue treating him."

Lin默, wearing the monk's robe, looked like a compassionate monk from the divine court.

No one present would have thought that this blood-soaked dragon knight, who might have killed more people than the monk Xi Er and the pharmacist Li Liang had saved, was capable of such compassion.

A group of fully armed town guards, led by a swordsman, burst into the prayer hall, shouting loudly.

"Everyone, stand still! No one move!"