Chapter 219

Chapter 219

HEL SCANS

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We need to transfuse the blood of his twin brother, Abel.

What do you mean?

Ronan furrowed his brows. Even if someone had told him to pick up dirt and eat it, it would have been less perplexing than this. He spoke up, puzzled.

Why do we have to do something like that?

Because the Saviors wounds arent healing due to a lack of blood. And none of the blood from other races matches his. Since it was the Savior himself who said it, theres no doubt.

Elysia explained that when Abel attacked the Savior, he used a poison made from his own blood. It was a tactic to weaken his strength and rot his wounds, devised to defeat his brother, who was much stronger than himself.

And the tactic succeeded. The Savior, who had lived for countless ages, fell into a state of imminent death, while Elysia, the Great Spirit Sage, became a mere nurse attending to his illness.

She said she tried everything to heal the Savior. She searched for herbs to make remedies, even delved into healing magic, which she had no aptitude for.

Despite the countless remedies developed over a thousand years, none of them had much effect. She spoke with a somewhat gloomy voice.

So I was making plans. Plans to obtain Abels blood. But no matter how much I thought about it, I couldnt find a way.

Elysia sighed deeply. It was understandable, given that her opponent was the Leader of Nebula Clazier, and a swordmaster comparable to the Savior himself.

Taking his blood was nearly impossible for Elysia, even though she was a powerful Spirit Sage. She couldnt reveal herself due to her circumstances.

Its difficult.

Ronan pursed his lips. Despite his perplexity, he felt tremendous dedication. Even if it was his birth parent, he doubted he could be as devoted.

But, Elysia, why have you been working so hard?

Yes?

You are extremely devoted to the Savior. As if helping him for thousands of years wasnt enough, saving him seems to have become the purpose of your life. There must be some backstory.

Suddenly, Ronan became curious about the identity of this woman named Elysia. He realized that he had been preoccupied with thoughts about the Savior and the Betrayer, knowing nothing about this person. Hesitating, Elysia spoke up.

Hmm. the Savior saved my life literally. I can only say this much.

Saved you.

She awkwardly smiled, avoiding the question. It seemed there was something she couldnt disclose, so Ronan didnt press further.

He had taken in too much information at once, and his head was throbbing. His focus returned to finding a cure for the Savior.

Blood. They needed blood. After pondering for a moment, Ronan spoke up.

Wait, couldnt my blood, his child, be effective?

I did consider that possibility, but the Savior didnt seem to approve. Even if it did work, he mentioned it would be less effective since the blood would be thinner.

Then youre saying you havent tried it yet.

Suddenly, Ronan rolled up his left sleeve, revealing his muscular arm. He looked at Elysia, who was taken aback.

Take it.

I-I cant. Besides, the Savior didnt seem to want to use his childs blood from the beginning,.

He might not be willing, but he didnt say not to use it even if it means sacrificing himself.

Thats

Elysia, I need to talk to him. There are piles of questions to ask, and we might find clues to obtaining Abels blood.

Impatience crept into Ronans voice. There was no time to waste. Even though they had gained the upper hand against Nebula Clazier, one year was too short.

And besides, Im quite capable, you know?

Ronan briefly explained the tasks he had accomplished so far. Although he didnt like boasting like this, he had no choice but to provoke her stubbornness.

With each name of the officials he had dealt with Brigia, Teralnil, Barka, and so on Elysias expression wavered. Having heard about some of the powers vested to him as the Dawn, she raised an eyebrow.

You can receive support from the Imperial Army? Were you a soldier?

Well, its something similar.

Given your position, its certainly

Elysia began to murmur to herself. It seemed that she had found hope in obtaining Abels blood. After pondering for a while, she spoke slowly.

Alright. Lets give it a try.

Elysia left the room. She went to fetch the tools needed for blood collection and transfusion. Adeshan, who had been watching the situation anxiously, asked with concern.

Ronan, are you sure about this?

Itll be fine. Ill be back as soon as its done.

Huh? Im okay with you staying a bit longer after all, hes your father that youve been searching for so long.

Its not my father I had been searching for, but the Savior.

Ronan glanced at the Savior. Honestly, it still didnt feel real. Despite all the grandeur about being the Savior and the founder of Nebula Clazier, to Ronan, this man was simply a bastard who abandoned his mother and sibling, and even put a curse on him.

My sister went through a lot.

Ronan remembered the days of struggle during his childhood. Of course, in the Mental World, Ronan fought against Abel in anger over the Saviors death. But that was when he didnt know that this man was his father.

Giving his blood was solely to fulfill a promise from his past life with the General. He promised to save the world, and to do that, he needed this mans help. Lost in thought, Ronan waited until Elysia returned.

The preparations are complete. Would you like to come and see?

Can I I mean, can I really ride on his back?

Of course. Hyran is my friend. He said he can handle any favor.

Then, Ill be grateful

Adeshan took Ronans hand and climbed onto Hyrans back. When she saw how much higher it was than she had thought, she gasped again.

Although Elysia had provided a saddle, she still felt uneasy. Elysia, smiling, waved her hand.

Come back again. Oh, you have what I gave you, right?

Of course.

Ronan revealed the scrolls tucked in his pouch. Each rolled-up piece of paper was inscribed with a space teleportation spell that could take them directly to the Sea of Ghosts.

Elysia mentioned that they could use it if something happened or if there was progress. She also handed over a bundle of documents containing information she knew about Nebula Clazier, which, when combined with the information acquired from Barka, could reveal something significant. Whispering while touching foreheads with Hyran, Elysia said,

Please.

-Pyyoo!

Hyran flapped his wings in response. Adeshan, startled, hugged Ronans neck tightly. Just before takeoff, Ronan remembered something and snapped his fingers.

Oh, Elysia.

Yes? What is it?

I didnt actually hear the Saviors name.

He almost missed it. Elysias eyes widened.

Oh, really? Its not a difficult name.

What is it?

Cain.

It sounded like she didnt think much of it. It was clear, just like when he could finally see his face. Cain. It was indeed a simpler and more ordinary name than expected.

Thank you. Well come back.

Th-Thank you ahhh!

Instead of answering, Elysia waved her hand. At the same time, Hyran took off. Kwaahhh! The Prince of Storms soared towards the distance with just a few flaps of his wings. The howling wind in their ears was fierce.

This is killing me!

Kyaaah! Ahhhh!

It was a ride reminiscent of Itargand. Adeshan screamed while clutching Ronans neck. It was hard to tell which one between Hyran and her was the bird.

In the far distance, a faint flickering light was visible. Whether it was Jaegers subordinates searching for the missing commander or the light from Rundalians city reaching here, it was impossible to tell. Under the slowly flapping wings, the icy sea below swayed.

****

The sky was clear. In the place where the auroras and the clouds disappeared, only transparent blue light remained. The morning sun rising from beyond the sea bathed the world in its light.

Ugh weve finally arrived.

Th-Thank you. Thanks to you, it was a comfortable journey

The two of them arrived in Heyan at dawn. They were delayed a little longer because they had to recover the body of Aradan Turkon from the Sea of Ghosts.

-Pyyoooo!

After dropping off Ronan and Adeshan, the Storm Prince returned to Elysia without even looking back. Watching his rapidly disappearing figure, Ronan nodded his head.

It feels so refreshing. Maybe because he takes after his master.

Maybe

Adeshan said with a voice dripping with fatigue. What happened last night felt like a dream.

From the seed repository to the light emitting diodes, to Ronans father in a glass tube. They were all unrealistic stories that wouldnt even appear in novels. Suddenly, her eyes fell on Aradan and she muttered worriedly.

We need to find a place to bury his body before it decays.

Thats right. Still no contact?

The body of the Weretiger boy was slumped over Ronans back. It didnt matter much due to the cold here, but if the temperature rose even slightly, the body would soon begin to decay. Adeshan, upon hearing the word contact, shook her head.

Contact?

Why, didnt I write a letter while coming here

Ronan was about to say something. Feeling a familiar aura, both of them turned their heads at the same time.

In the distance, the outlines of two figures were approaching. Although there was a significant difference in size, the aura emanating from them was equally intense. Ronans lips curled up slightly.

Aha, His Majesty the Emperor, as merciful as ever.

The outlines soon became clear. Adeshans eyes widened even further. The voice, faint but distinct, reached here from the smaller silhouette, which was none other than Navirose.

What a mess because of you, Cat.

Have we finally arrived?

Zaifa casually stretched. It was unclear how he had managed to come here when he couldnt set foot in the North. Ronan, after taking a deep breath, stepped towards the two of them. With the body of the son of the Sword Saint on his back.

[TL/N: Mommyrose is finally here again :33 also the author really named them Cain and Abel, but the order seems like its the opposite hmm]

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