Chapter 1357 - Combined Rescue (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Five days later, Seagull landed in Neverwinter’s Aerial Knight Academy.

Tilly left the plane with Nana. For the first time, she did not jump straight to ask Roland about her special plane, and instead asked fervently,” Are we too late?”

As the iron tower project’s code tables were not completed, the prepared Aerial Knights that had completed their theory lessons proceeded to Thorn Town for hands-on training, leaving only flying messengers as the fastest form of communications. Although the time required to travel between the two kingdoms was not considered slow with an the time taking of four days to and one day back, it was rather long in an emergency situation like providing medical treatment.

“No, you arrived at the right time,” Roland replied.

“Really, that’s great to hear… I think it’ll be better to have an Aerial Knight student stay and patrol Neverwinter to avoid having such a situation again.” Tilly heaved a sigh of relief, “Oh right, who’s injured?”

“Errr…” Roland was at a loss for words. Flying messengers had limitations on information they could carry and thus, he did not mention too many details, and only requested Tilly to send Nana back to Neverwinter. When the question was fired, he realized that he had no answer. After pondering to himself for a moment, he said, “A person that doesn’t exist in this world.”

“What?” The corners of Tilly’s mouth twitched. “You’re talking about someone in the Dream World?”

As expected of Princess Tilly; her reaction is abnormally sharp…. Roland coughed twice. “That’s almost right.”

“Then just tell it to us directly, and don’t beat about the bush.” Tilly rolled her eyes at him. “What? Are you afraid that we would get mad if we discovered that we rushed over a thousand kilometers just for an imaginary person in the dream world?”

“You’ve hit the nail right on the head.” Nana agreed.

“You don’t have to say it out even if you’ve guessed it.” Wendy chuckled and shook her head.

You three… is this some scheme against me?

“Feeling guilty is a good thing, Brother.” Tilly tiptoed and extended her hand out and poked his chest. “But you’re looking down on all of us—if it’s something that you feel has to be done, no matter how preposterous it is, we will take action and ask questions after. Now… what’s next?”

This… should be considered another form of expressing trust, right?

Roland pressed down on Tilly’s head and sighed. “We will return to the castle. Scroll is there waiting for us.”

…

With ample preparations done, Nana quickly made a large pile of “enchanted sutures.” According to her theory, the sutures would induce a healing result as long as they were placed near the wounds, regardless if one did not know how to sew a wound. The only trouble was extracting the sutures at a later date; otherwise, those unfixed stitches might bring about new problems for the patient.

Considering how items from reality would not disappear, Scroll only had to enter and exit the Realm of Mind multiple times to obtain the large number of sutures; thus, Nana was able to preserve her magic power and attach magic power to the other medical treatment equipment that was needed later.

Despite spending five days preparing for all the sutures, it was only an instant in the Dream World.

Of course, this peculiarity might have been picked up by the people in the Dream World, like Zero or Valkries… but Roland was fully occupied to take that into consideration.

Once everything was in place, Roland took a deep breath, turned to Scroll and the others and gestured for them to be at ease. He then closed his eyes and entered the Dream World.

After a momentary trance, the familiar scene appeared before him once again.

Fei Yuhan laid motionlessly in the pool of blood while Zero and Valkries looked at him in shock. Zero eagerly grabbed onto his sleeves. “Uncle, do you have a way to save her?”

The time in Dream World flowed once again, and it felt as though he had arrived back in time five days ago.

Roland did not explain himself. He quickly took out his cellphone and called Garcia.

The Martial Arts Contest had already concluded and Garcia was most probably back at the apartments.

The call connected quickly. “Hey, what’s up?”

“Where are you now?”

“Outside.”

Roland’s heart sank. “Why are you not at home?” If the plan failed, he had no other choice but to go along with his contingency plan and inform the Defender to mobilize people. But that required more time for explanations and might not end with the expected outcome.