Chapter 277: Scent. (1/2)

'Hm. He has the least amount that I have ever seen,' Ozul noticed that Raymond almost had no traces at all.

It was such a tiny amount that he was even about to miss it.

”Did you ever drink that healing potion that the Church created?” Ozul could guess the answer, but he still asked for confirmation.

”No. I would never drink something produced by those slippery bastards!” Raymond spoke with disgust visible on his face when he mentioned the Church of Light.

Ozul simply nodded his head. He could already figure out this much.

Since there was still a tiny trace of the essence in Raymond's body despite the fact that he had never drunk the potion, it again proved his conclusion that the longer one stayed with him, the more traces of essence they would accumulate inside their bodies.

'No... it can't be called essence. It is more like a Scent that people get while staying close to me or 'drinking' it directly,' Ozul concluded with a thoughtful face.

Alver had already returned with a prisoner by that time and there were more or less just a few signs of beatings on his body, nothing too serious.

The prisoner was a Rank-4 Mage as well, but his eyes were cold and ruthless as if he hadn't realized that the three men surrounding him were at least at Rank-9.

Sure enough, the man bellowed in a cranky tone, ”What now?! I told you that I know nothing, why can't you believe me!?”

It seemed that he still believed that the person who brought him out was actually a guard like the previous guy who had been interrogating him and not the head of the Ashin family himself.

The three people didn't care about his shouting, but Alver exerted a little pressure on him so he would behave as Ozul wanted to perform the test on him.

He exerted just enough pressure to make the man shut his mouth. It took quite an effort for him to even open his mouth much less shout like before.

Ozul approached the man and placed a hand on his chest as he had done with Raymond.

Meanwhile, Raymond watched the process with interest unlike Alver, who could only look at him with a confused face.

A few moments later, Ozul frowned a little before he looked towards Alver and asked, ”Do you people have a bottle of that healing potion that the Church creates?”

Hearing his words made Alver and the prisoner think that he was going to give it to the latter to heal his injuries, but Raymond had a thoughtful face.

Although he didn't like the Church one bit, they still kept themselves up to date with everything they did. It included the miraculous potions created by them as well.

So even when Raymond never used one himself, the Ashin family still had a few bottles for them to try and figure out its origins.

He nodded towards Alver who understood his intentions and went out of the room to get the potion.

Ozul had noticed that there wasn't even a minuscule amount of his 'Scent' inside that man's body, so he could only let him use the potion and then carry out his test.

Alver came back with a bottle of purple potion in his hand and gave it directly to the man who was confused out of his wits.

But since these people were being so generous and giving him the healing potion, he didn't reject it and proceeded to gulp it down in one go.

A moment passed and the bruises and small injuries on his body visibly started to heal and a few seconds later, no one could tell that he had received a beating just yesterday.

Behind Ozul, Raymond couldn't help but sigh. No matter how much he detested the Church of Light, even he had to admit that this healing potion was truly an unusual and life-changing invention.

Ozul waited for a few moments so that the 'Scent' inside that man's body settled down first before he again placed his hand on his chest and this time closed his eyes to concentrate.

Just as expected, Ozul saw the tiny strand of his 'Scent' revolving around that man's heart, but there were no visible changes to his body.

'Hm. Does it change nothing at all?' Ozul doubted that his 'Scent' did nothing except for lingering inside other people's bodies.

He extracted a small part of the Ball of Purity and changed it to gaseous form before shooting it inside that man's body. He could only use the Ball of Purity to try and remove his Scent.

”Hm? What is he doing, brother?” Alver also noticed the small strand of a black thing entering that man's body, and he couldn't stop himself any longer from asking the question.

”How would I know?” Raymond replied before focusing back on whatever his nephew was doing. They were naturally curious about all of this since their usually so indifferent nephew was showing so much interest in whatever he was doing.