1181 Nois Ancient City (1/2)
Upon hearing the bishop's instructions, Leonard was first taken aback before he inwardly sighed.
Mr. Fool's prophecy was really accurate…
No, it's not a prophecy. ”He” was already aware of everything.
Leonard quickly reined in his thoughts and followed the procedures to get Bishop Saint Anthony to give him an official document. Then, he returned underground and brought two members into Chanis Gate.
After waiting for the Keepers to check the documents, he came to Emlyn White's room which was illuminated with shining silver candles that were covered with engraved patterns. He opened the heavy stone door with a brass key.
Ghostly blue light entered the cell, ”stabbing” Emlyn White's eyes to the point of him instinctively closing his eyes.
His face was much paler than before, and his body was much thinner. He exuded a feeling that a gust of wind would lift him up at any moment.
Thinking of Mr. Fool's answer, Emlyn suddenly felt confident in his current situation. Without opening his eyes, he slowly stood up and chuckled.
”I knew you would take the initiative to send me out.”
Would you be disappointed if I said that it was just a routine investigation? Leonard lampooned inwardly and replied without any expression, ”I'll give you thirty seconds. If you don't leave Chanis Gate within this period, I'll take it as you voluntarily choosing to stay behind.”
As a slightly more senior Nighthawk and a captain of a Red Gloves team for several months, Leonard had rich experience in dealing with prisoners.
Emlyn's expression froze. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he ultimately maintained his silence. He walked past Leonard and his two teammates and walked out of Chanis Gate.
Outside, he suddenly shuddered, as if he wanted to purge the chill in his body.
”Once you return, getting some sunlight would fix you up. Oh, the sun is a rare commodity in Backlund's winter, and you vampires don't enjoy sunbathing… Aren't you an Apothecary? You can concoct some medicine from the Sun domain yourself.” Seeing this, Leonard casually reminded him.
Emlyn's condition wasn't the best. On the one hand, he hadn't drunk any spirituality-containing human blood for days. He could only rely on the blood of animals as a substitute. On the other hand, it was because he had stayed behind Chanis Gate for too long. The power of Evernight that supported the seal had eaten into him a little, making him require the effects of medicine from the Sun domain to remove the residual effects.
As a Potions Professor, Emlyn was aware of his physical and mental condition. He didn't retort or nod. He only emphasized the word ”Sanguine” before asking, ”Where's Father Utravsky?”
”He still needs to stay a little while longer. I hope this bloody war will end soon. Don't worry, we'll let him come out twice a week to get some sunlight. As for which days they'll be, it'll depend on the weather in Backlund.” Leonard gave a simple response before sending Emlyn White to the ground and onto the streets.
Emlyn hesitated for a moment before asking again, ”Where's the nearest hospital?”
”What do you want to do?” Leonard asked in a professional manner.
”Get a blood transfusion.” Emlyn raised his chin slightly, trying his best not to change his expression.
Blood transfusion… more like drinking blood… Leonard didn't call him out. He pointed in one direction and gave him the address.
After watching the Sanguine Viscount leave, he returned underground and began to discuss a recent case with his team members.
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After several days of traveling, Klein finally arrived near the Nois City ruins in the north.
This was equally a desolate plain. The dried riverbed left traces of itself on the ground.
Looking at the dark, shadowy city that was filled with a thin fog, he was in no hurry to get close. Instead, he found a hidden spot and muttered the honorific name of Mr. Fool.
Following that, he took four steps counterclockwise and recited the incantation before entering the world above the gray fog. To return to Sefirah Castle with just a thought, he needed the prayers of the Tarot Club members to stack together, forming a strong and firm anchor. That way, it would provide The Fool with the sufficient summoning power.
With the help of the prayer light, Klein used his ”true vision” to check the situation of the Nois ruins from afar. He discovered that the thin fog was slowly dissipating, but it couldn't completely dissipate. On the surface of the city, there wasn't a single Spirit Body Thread. The people who were dressed in linen robes or animal hides were lying in different spots on the streets. They weren't as lively and busy as the time the City of Silver's expedition team visited.
After the angel or Sealed Artifact that occupied this city discovered that ”Their” whereabouts were exposed, they chose to migrate? As Klein made a guess based on the situation in front of him, he retracted his gaze and looked at the grayish-white fog that held up Sefirah Castle.