She turned on the wall lamp, opened the door, and saw a stunningly beautiful young man standing at the door.
His silver long hair was disheveled, one foot bare, and he held a blond girl tightly in his arms.
“Doctor, please help her.”
“This…Mr. Leslie, is that you?”
The female doctor couldn’t help but look outside the window. The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, yes, it was midnight.
She stepped aside, and the young man hurriedly passed by with the girl, gently placing her on the only bed in the clinic.
The female doctor followed.
Under the dim light, the girl’s nightgown was splattered with sticky, crimson blood. Her arms and legs, exposed to the outside, were covered with scales-like wounds, and the wounds hardly oozed blood, pale and turning outward.
“Oh, my God… Mr. Lillis, what have you done to her?”
She even found a red and swollen bruise on the girl’s neck, grotesque and terrifying.
“Mr. Leslie! I told you last time that I didn’t want to see you here again, don’t you remember?… Torturing a girl who loves you like this is not the behavior of a gentleman… Oh, my God… this is abuse, it’s murder! I’m going to report you to Bishop Bruce, regardless of whether you are a Star Knight or a Holy Spirit Body, hurting women is unacceptable!”
“Please take a look at her.”
The young man insisted gently.
He ignored her interrogation.
On the snow-white bed sheet, there was a red, skinny figure. The girl was like a wingless angel, drooping on it.
“Oh, I can’t do it!” The female doctor held her head. “I can’t do it! The blood in her body is almost drained, I can’t do it! Oh, my God… what is this…”
“Then clean her wounds and bandage them.”
The young man remained calm.
“Get out! Get out!” Unexpectedly, this scene seemed to anger the female doctor. She reached out and threw something at him, “Get out of this place! Murderer! Murderer!”
A big hand caught the “projectile” in mid-air.
An old man with white hair and beard appeared at the door. With his appearance, the White Robe Divine Envoys and the Golden Knights flooded into the small room, crowding it tight.
The female doctor called Veronica respectfully lowered her head:
“Bishop Bruce, you’re here.”
“It’s nothing to do with Leslie, Veronica. The past is the past, the present is the present.” Bishop Bruce entered with a staff in hand. He turned to the girl on the bed, “Miss Fergus, how do you feel?”
“She probably can’t hear you. She has lost too much blood, causing dizziness.” The female doctor looked at the girl on the bed with pity, “Her whole body is covered in wounds, it should have been done with a small knife. Fortunately, the knife was sharp, otherwise she probably would have died in pain before being brought here…”
Everyone present fell silent.
Bishop Bruce sighed:
“So is there any hope, Veronica?”
“If we send her to the temple now and let my sister, Ophelia, treat her, there might still be a chance…” she said softly, “I’m sorry.”
“No… there is still hope.”
The young man interrupted.
He politely walked to Bishop Bruce’s side, placed his right hand on his left chest, and bowed:
“Bishop Bruce, Lillis wants to ask you and the Divine Envoys for one thing.”
“Oh Lillis, as you know, I will never refuse you.” Bishop Bruce looked at him, his eyes wise and gentle.
“I want the Divine Envoys to help Miss Fergus perform the ‘Blessing of the Holy Light’, she will be fine.”
“The Blessing of the Holy Light?”
The Divine Envoys looked at each other, “Mr. Leslie, I’m afraid this is not possible. Bishop Bruce is already old and can no longer preside over such a grand ceremony, and… once it fails, Miss Fergus will immediately die.”
The Blessing of the Holy Light is the highest level of divine magic.
Every believer takes pride in being able to receive the “Blessing of the Holy Light”, but on the entire Alen Continent, there are no more than two people who have received it, and one of them is Bishop Bruce, who was just a baby back then.
Bishop Bruce was already on the verge of death at that time, and it was the Archbishop of the Temple who saved him…
To preside over the “Blessing of the Holy Light” requires the collaboration of thirty divine envoys, and the presiding person must possess tremendous divine power. In the entire world, only the Archbishop of the Temple and the three Archbishops of the Temple can do it.
And Bishop Bruce clearly looked old.
“Let’s give it a try.”
Bishop Bruce said kindly, “They trust us and have entrusted the child to us. We should at least give it a try.”
“Bishop Bruce, but…”
“No, let me do it.”
Gaia looked at the bed, “Bishop Bruce, I will preside over it. You tell me the incantation.”
“Lillis? Son, this is too risky.” Bishop Bruce looked at him kindly, “Although you have great potential, but…”
“Aren’t you taking risks as well, Bishop Bruce? I have confidence…” The young man raised his head. He didn’t seem too sad, but because of his calmness, he appeared reliable and trustworthy, “I can do it.”
“Lillis, can you bear the result that Miss Fergus will die immediately if you fail? Perhaps, you will regret it for the rest of your life.”
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