117 Chapter 112: Madame Cela! (1/2)

” Fuck! I had just woken, and these bastards are about to plot my death! ” Mark was startled, anger was burning in his eyes.

If they had the intention of harming him from the beginning, why bother nursing him healthy, in an aristocratic room?

The only reason might be internal struggles, or faction wars! And he mark was dragged into their mess!

Mark might have been saved by a person from one faction, but in return got enmity with the other for being saves by their competitors, or some internal conspiration might be taking at this place!

Judging from the auras they were emitting, mark could easily discern that they hadn't yet reached aura king cultivation, so at present these three posed no threat to his life.

” Bring it on, bastards! ” Mark bellowed in before trying to get up, but a sharp pain to his chest has made him fall back to the bed, he was woken from.

A wound near his chest started opening, which caused the bandages he was nursed with, turn red.

” Ah!~~~ ” Mark felt a heart crushing pain, which made his entire body shiver, his body was paining like hell, as if all his body was being spiked through tons of thorns.

Cough! Cough!

Under the nerve wracking pain, mark coughed out two mouth full of blood and was growing hard above the soft bed.

” No! The injuries are surfacing again... call madame Cela! ” A young maid of thirteen years had bellowed out to alert others.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two maids ran out in unison to call that madame Cela.

” Haha! Seems like it had started prematurely, and we are no longer needed here! ” That thin faced man laughed out before exiting the room with his wife.

Though he had some evil intent over mark, right now his presence was no longer needed here, as the wounds on mark were bleeding profusely, and might need him to death in about a minute.

The young maid was worried. Her face turned pale. Had the master she's serving with turned dead. By palace's rule the least punishment she'd receive would be to get cremated alive, along with her dead master's body.

If found or framed guilty, her entire family would be beheaded to serve it a warning to ill minded subordinates.

Though the rule appears unorthodox. It had prevented cases, where a maid may try assassinating her master in fury, even if her master had been a dirty lecher to begin with.

” Are my injuries surfacing again? ” Mark tried calming down, he closed his eyes and started examining his internals.

Mark was puzzled, because, under the healing array and intensive aristocratic care, shouldn't his little body be long since healed thoroughly, without any lingering injuries by now?

But looking at his body state, it was no different from being pathetic and seems worsening as time goes by!

” Every thing seems good! Just what's wrong with my body? Why is it bleeding so fast? ” Mark bellowed in without finding an answer to his problem.

” Ding! Host had been poisoned with blood devouring parasire worm's saliva, which is preventing host's injuries from closing in! ” A matured voice of a lady popped in his brain, all of sudden.

” Not a poison! No wonder, I couldn't find its traces! Well, can this lady explain... what should this mark do, to counter its effect? ” Mark asked while hardly controlling the pain from his open wounds, he couldn't afford to ask her identity, as he did not had a luxury to waste time.

” Ding! Just circulate mana and forcefully close those wounds for now, though the wounds would resurface shortly, help is comming it's way, so hold on! ”

She said her thoughts in an explanatory way, she made her voice a bit charming, as if she was trying to seduce mark this instance.

” Argh! ” Gritting his teeth hard, mark force fully closed his wounds by circulating his mana.

Though the wounds were closed temporarily, it would resurface again once mark left his grip over it I.e, it would resurface shortly once he stops supplying it with mana.

The cut ends of the wound were joined forcefully like closed doors of a room, where tons of blood was waiting on inside to gush out.

Once mark stops circulating his mana, these doors would become loose, and blood would start surfacing like before.

Mark was left with no other choice, rather than waiting for that unknown help to surface before him.

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In a remote hall way, few hundred meters away from the room, mark was resting in.

A woman dressed In plain loose white robes, was walking hurriedly.

She was carrying a staff in silver, with a green gem struck on it's top.

Her long brown hair was swaying away in wind wildly, as she was rushing towards mark's room.

Though she had her eyes bandaged, along with her face. The pretty figure of her was hinting that her face might not be bad if unbandaged.

Mysteriously she was emitting faint trace of devine aura, that's attractive, which made her appear distinct even from meters away.

Two maids that had exited marks room earlier, were escorting her to his room, so that she could heal the master they were appointed with.

” How is that possible? He was said to be fine this morning, how could his wounds resurface again? ” The white robes priestess questioned in confusion.

She had full trust over her healing techniques and was sure that Mark would turn fine by the following day!

Yet from the reports of these maids, it seems that her patients case was not becoming better, but was turning for worse!

” Student Albert did you made a blunder this time? ” Muttering these words in anger, she started increasing her speed.

If any one from the western warlord palace were to spot her figure, reverence would start brimming they eyes.

As they would be gazing at the figure of the divine maiden, a master physician who was appointed by the church, directly, to heal the brave warriors at this western domain.

But right now, such an existence was questioning herself weather the treatment she prescribed was wrong, or her student had made a blunder to a poor little patient.

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One minute later.

” Madam Cela! ” The young maid who was changing the bandages of mark exclaimed out in surprise.

She immediately jumped down the bed and knowtowed her on floor.

The white robes divine maiden had just entered marks room, though she was exhausted a little, her mysterious aura had made her look grandeur like a devine being from heaven.

” Move away from him! Let me check his conditions! ” She exclaimed out politely before catching the right arm of mark to examine him.

Few seconds later.

” Every thing seems normal, just what's wrong with his body? ” She muttered out lightly in confusion.

Whoosh!

” Let me check deeper! ” the bandages on her eyes got unveiled all of a sudden and were floating in air mysteriously.

Terrifying amount of mana started surging out her body, and the long brown hair of her had turned golden which were dancing wildly in air, as if each strand of her hair had a life of its own.

” Beautiful ! ” Mark exclaimed out in surprise, and lost his concentration for a second at that moment.

” Ah!~~~ ” Mark bellowed out in pains, as his wounds got resurfaced again.

He now had to close his wounds forcefully, exerting a great deal of mana over it for a second time.