Outside the infirmary, stood an elderly man, peering inside the room with a curious look on his face. He glanced at Master Godric before saying, "Is that why you called me in a hurry?"
Master Godric shifted his head slightly such that he could look at his dear friend. He said to him with a charming smile, "Did you not say that you wanted to delve deeper into the world of medicine and healing?"
"I called you to witness the start of a new era in the field of healing and medicine. Are you not happy, Gavin?"
Master Gavin once worked as a healer in the Imperial Army but retired the very day when Emiliano took over the throne.
He didn't care what others had to say, Gavin was certain that the death of the late Emperor had something to do with Emiliano and not Damien.
That man had neither the courage nor the wits to do such a thing.
And Master Godric respected his friend for that very reason.
Gavin snorted. He said to Master Godric, "Don't make it sound like you did it for me. I am sure you have something that you want me to do in exchange, you sly bastard."
Master Godric simply smiled upon hearing his words. He neither agreed nor denied the implications that were hidden in Gavin's words.
"Thalia, while I connect the vessels continue pressing this spot," Gavin who had parted his lips turned and glanced inside the infirmary completely forgetting the taunt that he wished to throw at Master Godric.
"Here?" Thalia asked while pressing the spot that Damien had asked her to press.
"That's right," Damien picked up the thin needle. "We need to tighten the skin a little for the needle to pass through swiftly," he explained to her.
And the next moment, he started sewing Sigurd's skin and vessels together as if he were mending clothes.
"He is repairing the blood vessels with the help of a thread and needle?" Gavin exclaimed in an awed voice, he had never seen a skill such as this one before.
Martha nodded alongside Adikus with teary eyes.
"Lord Damien is really great! He is the greatest of all! The greatest! That's right," Maui, who had stayed quiet throughout the surgery, finally spoke up. He looked proud and happy if others didn't know better they would have thought that it was this stead who succeeded in treating Sigurd.
Gina giggled upon hearing the stead's words, even Xavier cracked a little smile when he looked at him flying over their heads.
Everyone was filled with relief except a certain man who was staring at the crowd that was cheering for Damien with a twisted expression.
Seeing them cheer for Damien, he found it hard to breathe.
Azriel was worried about this very thing. In the past, he had followed Master Godric because back then he was young and filled with foolish ideas that reached beyond his capabilities.
And with the passing of every year he had gotten more and more used to being in power and truly adored the respect and reverie that he received from the guild.
With the sudden appearance of Damien, Azriel couldn't help but feel threatened.
If this goes on, would he not lose the position that he held dear to him? Azriel thought to himself and panicked.
No.
He couldn't allow Damien to take over. If he did then what would happen to him?
The cogs in his head turned as his gaze fell on the unconscious man on the bed. A sudden idea flashed in his head and Azriel turned to look at Damien with a smug look on his face.
He raised his hands and started clapping, "Bravo! Bravo! Lord Damien, you have really opened my eyes today by healing someone without using magic."
Damien turned and looked at Azriel, having worked with a bunch of superficial hypocrites, he knew that this praise wasn't free from sarcasm.