Chapter 178 Gradually Awakening

Gawain had to sigh at the magic and convenience of those healing spells—there is no advanced medical thought in this world, nor a complete understanding of microbial infection, human anatomy, cell biology, etc. For commoners, ordinary A wound infection may kill a person, but at the same time, those masters of the Holy Light and the Way of Nature can use magic to achieve "healing" beyond imagination. As long as they can afford the price, there is only one left. The second half of the breath can even heal the wound after a few minutes and turn the corner.

There are no Druids in Kant, but there are several priests of the Holy Light. One of them lives in the chapel in the castle all the year round. He is the religious advisor of the lord, and also bears the responsibility of maintaining the health of the lord. With timely notice, the priest of Holy Light quickly rushed to Victor Kant's study and used Holy Light to save the shaky life of the old Viscount.

Gawain stood aside, watching the pastor busy. The Druid Pharmacy has replenished Victor Kant's much-needed vitality, and the knight's "Blood Inspiration" has quickly replenished the blood lost by the Viscount by overdrawing this part of the vitality. Now, the healing Holy Light has been Covered in the wound, the priest carefully held the handle of the dagger while praying devoutly. Then he shouted the name of the God of Light and quickly pulled out the murder weapon.

Holy Light immediately agitated to heal the wound quickly, while conditioning the damaged musculoskeletal inside the wound. During this process, the priest of Holy Light kept praying to the God of Light to maintain the healing effect on the Viscount. interrupt.

Gawain nodded silently, thinking that he had seen the priest of the Holy Light with a normal painting style - what kind of skills do priests who use the dragon bone-setting technique and the inch fist clearing technique come from?

The treatment process should continue for a short period of time. The servants were surrounded by his master. Gawain looked around and began to check every corner of the study on his own.

No one questioned his actions - ordinary servants thought that this was the scene of the Duke checking the murder, and the butler Carter, who might have hindered, had turned into a murderer and fled the place.

Gawain's eyes moved in this closed study, his brows slightly wrinkled.

This is not a suitable place for a study - although it is located on the upper floors of the castle, it has a rather poor lighting environment,

The narrow and uncomfortable narrow windows of classical castles are particularly prominent here. There is only one narrow window in the entire room, which makes it unable to bring much light into the room even when the sun is at its brightest throughout the day. The magic spar lamp on the wall is obviously problematic: even if all the lights are on, the room is still shrouded in a hazy and dim atmosphere.

No, it doesn't have to be a problem with the magic spar lamp...

Gawain's eyes fell on one of the lamps. The light of that lamp was actually very bright, but its light seemed to be bound by some force, so it couldn't fill the whole room.

The kind and cheerful Victor Victor usually works in such a weird study?

Gawain came to the side of the room. There was a huge bookshelf against the wall. A large number of beautifully bound books with thick covers were neatly arranged on the bookshelf. Many books were even inlaid with gold and silver on their spines. ornaments, a typical feature of aristocratic book collections.

In Gao Wen's view, this is the embodiment of multi-functionality - when you need knowledge, you can use it to read, when you need self-defense, you can use it to smash people, and you can even pry the gold off the book cover to use as start-up capital. To revive the family business, apart from being easily slapped in the face and half-hearted when looking at it from the bed at night, these heavy and gorgeous books are simply a model of "knowledge is power and money at the same time".

And in fact, most books in this era are so heavy and gorgeous-they are "luxury goods" that only wealthy people can have, and sometimes the number of books in the castle even directly reflects the wealth and heritage of a nobleman - even if they themselves may never read it a few times in their lives.

However, Viscount Kant is obviously not just collecting these books to save face. Most of the book covers are worn and deformed to varying degrees. This is a phenomenon that happens when you read frequently, and the covers of some of the books are even used. The traces of glue, leather, gold and silver foil repaired, this is even more a move that people who love books will do.

It's just that Gawain's eyes swept across a book and found that all the repair marks seemed to be left a long time ago. The gold and silver foils had changed color, and the glued leather was also very worn. And there is not even a relatively new book on the entire shelf.

It seems that after a certain time, the Viscount Kant was no longer interested in these "ordinary books"?

So what is he reading? The sorcery books left to him by the Eternal Sleep Order?

Gawain turned to another small table behind the desk. There were some documents and files that were not needed temporarily stacked on this table. Gawain's eyes were suddenly attracted to one of the unfolded papers.

There are some account transactions hastily recorded on it. It seems that the original data in the account book has not been received in time, and the most conspicuous among the several records is the remuneration paid to a certain mercenary team and the deposit for the next action. The specific employment content is written with the words "collecting raw materials".

Is this a record of hiring mercenaries to capture refugees? evidence?

Gawain frowned, and was about to approach the piece of paper, when he suddenly heard a small commotion from the servants behind him, and a little extra light shone into the slightly dimly lit study.

Gawain turned his head in surprise and saw the Viscountess Lilith Kant standing at the door. This sickly lady who was so thin that she looked like a shadow was carrying a lantern. She probably used the light of this lantern to get all the way from the North Tower. She ran here; her eyes widened and she stared blankly at Victor Kant surrounded by the crowd, with fear and consternation written on her face.

"What's wrong!?" Lilith exclaimed, her voice interrupted, "Who... Who can tell me... Victor is... what's wrong?"

"Madam, Madam, please don't panic, Master Viscount is fine," the priest of Holy Light quickly stood up, "Thanks to the God of Holy Light for his care, Master Viscount just suffered a little skin trauma, plus convulsions and coma, high Duke Wen gave him the potion in time, and with my treatment, he is already safe."

While speaking, the Holy Light priest raised his hand and tried to summon a holy light to appease the terrified lady, but Lilith Kant ignored the priest and staggered quickly to Victor's side, After checking that the other party was still breathing, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Gao Wen: "Thank you...Thank you for saving him."

"What I should do," Gawain nodded slightly, then looked at the servants around him, "There are too many people squeezed in here—your master needs fresh air, except for the personal servants, everyone else will withdraw."

Gawain was not the owner of this castle, but at this moment, no one objected to what he said. Soon most of the servants left the room, and after confirming that the healing spell had taken effect, the Viscount himself no longer needed additional spellcasting. After that, the Holy Light priest also withdrew.

Viscount Kant's wounds had healed, and a high-ranking footman wiped the blood on Viscount's body, and the latter finally woke up.

His eyes focused for a while before he could see the situation in the room. He first saw Gawain and was stunned for a moment, then he saw Lilith standing in front of him, and his expression immediately became tense: "Dear! Why are you here?!"

"I... I heard that something happened in the castle..." Lilith Kant looked a little flustered, "I'll come to see you..."

"I'm fine," Viscount Kant waved his hand with some effort, letting the servant back down, and then tried to stand up weakly, but this effort failed, Lilith immediately stepped forward to support him, and he backhanded Grabbing Lilith's arm, "You don't have to worry - instead you came here at this time, which made me very worried."

"I... I'm fine," the Viscountess said hurriedly, and nodded quickly to Gawain, "The Duke rescued you immediately, and called the priest—dear, what happened?"

"Thank you for your shot," Victor Kant immediately thanked Gawain, frowning and taking a slow breath - the wound has healed, but the pain of the dagger piercing his chest still seems to remain between his heart and lungs. "It was Carter, Carter attacked me suddenly, I was completely stunned, he seemed to be a different person, while stabbing me, he said some strange things, saying that there were intruders in the castle, what else to protect... I'm totally dumbfounded right now!"

Then the viscount seemed to react suddenly: "By the way, Carter - where did he run off? Did he attack anyone?"

Just as Gawain was about to answer, a shadow suddenly formed in the study, and Amber's voice came from the shadow: "He ran away."

The half-elf lady appeared, her body was almost soaked by the rain, her long ears were shaking in the air (probably throwing water?), she turned to look at Gawain: "That old housekeeper is definitely not ordinary Man! I saw him running like a fly on the spire of the castle, disappearing and reappearing, and I couldn't catch him with my shadow steps - and finally I chased him to the stables at the back of the castle, and he It was lost there, and I couldn't find it at all."

Gawain was taken aback: "A person who can't even be tracked by you?"

"Yeah, that's at least a demigod," Amber said very firmly, "After all, I'm the goddess of the night goddess..."

Gawain pretended not to have heard this.

"He ran away, I'm afraid he will become a threat," Gawain looked at the Viscount and Viscountess, "I suggest you strengthen the defense of the castle."

"That's for sure." Viscount Kant nodded vigorously.

And Lilith nodded slightly, but suddenly covered her forehead, and her body swayed slightly as if she lost her support.

Viscount Kant suddenly looked nervous: "Dear?"

"I... I'm a little dizzy," Lilith covered her forehead, her tone a little painful, "I'm not feeling well..."

"You've been out of your room for too long!" Viscount Kant said in a serious tone, "You have to go back and rest quickly—don't worry, I will send twice as many guards to guard the north tower, and as long as I am a little better, I will I was with you in the past."

"Okay...Okay," Lilith Kant stood up staggeringly, obediently obeying her husband's arrangement, then she picked up the lantern next to her and walked slowly to the door of the study.

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