Chapter 614: Holy Water (1/2)
As Lilith reprimanded Uncle Jorn, she crouched down and placated the little boy, ”Don't cry, don't cry. Where is your mother? This big brother here will definitely help.”
”Isn't that right, Leon?”
”Hm, yeah. It's still too early to tell how tricky the variant disease is, but it shouldn't be a problem for me,” Leon nodded reassuringly.
At the same time, Uncle Jorn's expression turned ghastly upon seeing the Little Princess make contact with the little boy before he shouted with concern, ”Little Princess, you mustn't touch this boy! You'll also contract his disease!”
”Un. There's a chance that I might.” Lilith acknowledged with a nod.
However, her expression did not reveal any concern for her own wellbeing before she continued, ”But even if I do get infected, I believe Leon will be able to cure it.”
”Even if you say that, nothing has been proven yet. You don't know that for sure—”
”If Leon cannot cure this plague, then it will be my fate to die with my people. It is simple as that. I cannot stand by while my people suffer. If we suffer, we suffer together. And if we die, we die together,” Lilith stated.
Uncle Jorn opened his mouth, but no words came out.
He was both stunned and surprised to hear such words of resolution to come out from the Little Princess's mouth.
Was this still the Little Princess that ran away from home a few months ago?
”You've grown up, Little Princess.” Uncle Jorn sighed.
Shortly after, he turned to Leon and sincerely requested with a steep bow, ”I will leave the Little Princess in your care, Prince Leon. And also, I beg of you to save our people with whatever means possible.”
”Un, I will do my best.” Leon nodded.
”Thank you.”
After receiving Leon's affirmation, Uncle Jorn turned around and commanded the beastkin warriors to leave with him.
”You're leaving, Uncle Jorn?” Lilith quickly asked.
Uncle Jorn paused his steps for a moment before saying, ”I need to report back to Lord Ballsacks and buy you all some time.”
”Didn't you say his name was Lord Bahlzacs?” Leon smiled.
”Ah?” Uncle Jorn shifted his gaze to Leon before he grinned, ”Did I say otherwise? Must have been your imagination, Prince Leon.”
Shortly after, Uncle Jorn finally left with the Transcendent-level beastkin warriors, heading for the main palace located in the center of the clan.
Leon's lips curved slightly before shaking his head.
The person called Uncle Jorn by Lilith was more approachable and amiable than he initially gave the person credit for.
”Brat, you're quite brave. How will you compensate me for staining my clothes?” Leon spoke to the little boy with a grin.
Rather than bravery, he knew the child sought help out of desperation. Still, it was commendable for one as young as the child, who appeared to only be roughly 10 years old.
Nevertheless, the little boy immediately shook with fear.
Lilith frowned and prepared to reprimand him for scaring the little boy, but before she could do so, Leon reached out his hand and ruffled the little boy's head.
”Hehe, I'm just joking. Here, eat this. It will make you feel better.”
Leon immediately flicked a pill straight into the little boy's mouth before the pill melted and quickly spread its medicinal efficacy throughout the little boy's body.
Within a short moment, the sickly boy felt invigorated and lively again due to the Tier-1 All-Purpose Healing Pill's effects, albeit temporarily.
Nevertheless, it was enough to make the little boy excited.
”Wow, what did you just feed me, big brother? It tastes quite nice!” The little boy exclaimed while flexing his limbs energetically.
”Just a type of candy,” Leon smiled.
”How can candies be this magical?” the little boy did not easily believe him.
Moments later, the little boy recalled his purpose for seeking help before he pleaded once more with teary eyes, ”Big brother, I beg of you to help my mother!”
”Of course! Lead the way.” Leon gestured to the boy to take them to his sick mother.
However, their little scene did not go unnoticed by the numerous sickly people lying weakly on the streets.
After taking a few steps, they were quickly surrounded by sickly people from the Desolate Crow Clan.
”A moment of your time, please! Please save my child as well, noble doctor! Her breathing so weakly, I'm afraid that she will stop breathing entirely in the next moment!” A desperate mother pushed through the crowd with her young daughter in her arms.
”Please save me too, noble doctor! Esteemed doctor!”
”Divine doctor! I beg of you to save me! I don't want to die!”
At the same time, numerous low-ranking Desolate Crow Clansmen spoke desperately while pushing and shoving each other to get in front of Leon, drawing extremely close and on the verge of knocking into the group.
”Hmph!” Duna snorted.