792 Rescue the Elf Part 2 (1/2)

Eleanor was carried to the seventh floor of the magic tower. Her wounds were grave. She was damaged down to the bone marrow. The attack from the heavenly angel was too powerful and there was little that she could have done to defend it. She survived only because she had Seven Nights with her.

Saleen used branches from four divine trees to craft the longbow named Seven Nights for her, enabling her to use her abilities to the fullest. Material-wise, the longbow could already be considered a godly item. It was only due to the immaturity of Saleen's craftsmanship that the power of the weapon failed to reach that of a godly item's. Eleanor had only managed to make use of a very small portion of all the four special features present in godly trees.

Seven Nights was also Eleanor's close combat weapon. The Power of Life and Power of Taboo infused within the longbow had been protecting a vital spot of hers; it was a power that blocked the Lord of Glory's divine attack.

The Sword of Light was too powerful and the Seven Nights was a long range weapon in nature, thus it was only able to keep Eleanor alive.

Eleanor was put onto the alchemy table and Saleen dismissed everyone else in the room, except Lex and Stephanie.

”Master, she suffered the worst injury here. Let's see to her first.”

In reality, Su did not fare much better, but Su was way more powerful than Eleanor and he had the protection of armor, which enhanced the powers of the Golden Grand Swordmaster temporarily. He was in the residual wave from the Sword of Burst, but his head and heart remained completely intact. The injuries he suffered were little more than burns on his internal organs, dealt by the beam that went through him from his back.

The defense of Golden Sword Aura was greater than grade-9 magic. He was only swept by a residual wave, meaning that his life would not have been in danger.

The injuries suffered by Eleanor, however, were bone-shattering ones. They spread out all over her entire body. No bones in her remained in one piece. Having to stay conscious in such a state was torturous. Even if she had mages cast spells to enable her to be immune from pain, the resulting fear of being in such a state was not one that could be eased.

Eleanor lost all control of her fear, as she knew how bad her injuries were. What she suffered was not something that could be completely mended and recovered from.

Saleen had left her to protect the northside magic tower, yet he himself was willing to hand over the protection of said tower to a grade-6 mage, due to worrying about the safety of the palace itself. Was this something worth worrying over?

Now that she was rendered a useless cripple, would her master, a man who had just married, just cast her aside?

She had imparted most of the elf's skills to Saleen and Nailisi. How much worth did she have left?

”Eleanor, I will heal you,” Saleen stood by her side and looked at her. He was able to read all the thoughts in her mind through her eyes.

Stephanie turned, ”Lex, go to the eighth floor. Watch over the palace for me. Don't let anyone in right now.”

Lex nodded and headed straight for the eighth floor of the tower, leaving Saleen with the injured elf. Saleen said, ”Master, what would you need to heal her?”

”You seem to care a lot for her...”, Stephanie stated as she cast a grade-7 restorative spell. It did not heal her completely, but the spell had at least mended all her broken and shattered bones.

”Eleanor...she had no one.”

”I had no one myself. That isn't good enough a reason,” Stephanie replied impatiently. Eleanor was a pretty being, Stephanie was worried that Saleen fell in love with the elf.

Saleen turned to look at Eleanor. She shied away, not wanting to look into his eyes. She did not know what awaited. The battle with the angel could be said to be an act of impulse. Coming to think of it now in fear, she had began to regret her decision somewhat.

Such was the temperament of elves who, unlike humans, were meticulous with their calculations of things. The betrayal of the entire elf plane back long ago was just as ridiculous.

”She is my follower. As such, I must have her returned in full health, whatever the price,” Saleen sounded rather awkward when those words were spoken. He did not think much of Eleanor himself, but looking at her eyes, he knew well that he needed to protect her.

”Whatever the price, you said?”

”Indeed. She did a lot for me. Eleanor... she is an elf,” Saleen blurted out the truth without second thoughts. He could not have been the only one who knew things like that. it was impossible to keep such secrets under wraps forever.

”An elf?”, Stephanie's eyes sparkled with interest, so much so that she had forgotten to follow up the price question.

She bent, looked at her injuries up close and nodded, ”So it is so indeed. Some work has been done with her musculature. I'm very interested to find out what she looked like before.”

Healing was a process that had little difference with dissection most of the time. It enabled one to clearly analyze a living thing's physical structure. Stephanie, as a grade-8 sorcerer, could not have been able to resist looking into Eleanor. She was the only elf to exist on the entire mainland.

Eleanor's fear deepened. Her cover was blown and the one who had just found out was a powerful mage. Would she be dissected? Saleen was no match for Stephanie in this case. Even if he had the badge with him, there was still a need for him to be able to brandish it.

”Elves, the race who had once betrayed humans. I wonder, if their hearts would actually be black?”, Stephanie said as she traced her finger over Eleanor's chest, looking for a wound, as if she wanted to tear out the elf's heart and see it for herself.