Chapter 271：Red Moon Diving Group

Chapter 271:Red Moon Diving Group

Returning to the clinic, Charlotte received an invitation letter.

It was from Roland, inviting him to attend the Duru family's banquet.

Charlotte initially wanted to decline, as he wasn't the type of person who enjoyed socializing.

But after a moment's thought, he realized that this could be an opportunity to broaden his horizons in the Abyss. Plus, he could enjoy a free meal and drinks, so he gladly accepted.

"Do you need a dance partner, boss? I can dance social dances," Vivian volunteered.

"Are you more interested in the delicious food at the banquet?" Charlotte smiled and asked.

Vivian blushed and shook her head. "No, I just want to experience something new."

"Next time, perhaps." Charlotte didn't promise Vivian. With so many people at the banquet, there might have been spies from Kappas. It would be bad if he was recognized.

After dinner, Marsha left.

Charlotte assigned her some tasks. Besides digging the thorny grass, she had to catch enough food for four of them and six Gold-Eating Rats.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

Gold-eating rats were common level-one magical beasts in the wilderness. They had excellent teeth that could easily bite through metal.

Although their attack power was limited, they became extremely aggressive on the night of the Red Moon due to their large population. They posed a significant threat to cities that relied on city walls for protection.

Charlotte planned to conduct dissection experiments on the Gold-Eating Rats. These common magical beasts were easier to capture during the Red Moon.

The night passed uneventfully, and the next morning before dawn, Marsha returned. She climbed in through the window on the second floor that Charlotte had left for her.

Charlotte opened his eyes as soon as he heard the sound, turned on the lights, and saw Marsha standing by the bed, covered in mud. Her black cloak was torn in several places, and there were burn marks. Blood flowed from her feet, and a muddy bag lay at her feet.

"Ahem" Marsha coughed up blood, and took off her hood, her face pale, looking extremely weak.

The black cat poked its head out of her arms, looking equally weak.

"What happened?" Charlotte quickly reached out and supported Marsha, who was swaying.

"I encountered a lich on my way back. I planned to avoid him, but he discovered me. He was very powerful, and I couldn't defeat him. I barely managed to escape." Marsha uncovered her cloak, revealing a 30cm wound on her abdomen. Even her intestines were visible.

"The injury is severe. I need to operate on you immediately." Charlotte wiped the blood from the window, carefully closed it, and then carried Marsha out. When passing by Vivian's room, he stopped and knocked on the door heavily.

"Who is it?" Vivian's confused voice came from inside.

"Marsha is injured. I am taking her to the operating room. Come and help me." Charlotte quickly informed her without waiting for a reply. He carried Marsha and hurried downstairs.

After removing Marsha's cloak and laying her flat on the operating table, she had already fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

In addition to the wound on her abdomen, there were wounds pierced by sharp objects on her shoulders, legs, and right arm. Charlotte could even imagine that the lich she encountered had played with her in the face of his absolute advantage.

She was fortunate enough to escape back to the clinic.

The black cat didn't seem to have any obvious injuries; it just looked weak.

"What happened? It's so serious." Vivian entered the operating room, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and saw Marsha lying on the operating table covered in blood, instantly wide awake.

As for the grass with roots, he planted two large flowerpots on the top floor, and the remaining plants were directly planted in the small flowerbed at the entrance.

After finishing these tasks, Vivian came downstairs with Marsha, who had changed her clothes.

"Thank you for saving me again," Marsha said.

Charlotte looked at her and said, "I only sutured your wounds; the curse hasn't been lifted yet. We need to find a Light magic practitioner to remove the undead curse for you."

"But...wouldn't it expose me as an undead mage?" Marsha hesitated.

Charlotte fell silent. It was indeed a troublesome matter. Light magic practitioners would surely be more sensitive to the undead presence and would likely sense her abnormality. It might not only be a matter of removing the curse but also a question of whether he would trade Marsha's head for a reward.

"Do you have any symptoms of discomfort?" he asked instead.

"The wounds are noticeably painful, and my arms and legs feel weak," Marsha replied.

Charlotte looked at her slightly trembling body and handed her a bottle of anesthetic potion. "Starting from tomorrow, you don't need to go to the workshop. I will come up with a treatment plan for you. This is an anesthetic potion. It will relieve the pain and help you fall asleep."

"Thank you," Marsha accepted the potion.

"Where did you encounter the lich? What does he look like?" Charlotte curiously asked.

Marsha pondered for a moment and replied, "In the deep wilderness near the Abyss, he seemed to be searching for something. He was an old hunchbacked man wearing a black hood. I couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he was very thin. He wore a silver skull ring on his right thumb."

"Okay, you go rest for now," Charlotte nodded.

Marsha went upstairs with Vivian's assistance.

Charlotte sat in front of the counter and pondered for a while. He couldn't think of any way to remove the curse for now and felt a bit restless.

Marsha went out tonight because she was entrusted to pull out the grass, which led to her encounter with the lich. This made him feel guilty for her injuries.

"I don't know. The big shots in the Red Moon group have seen and experienced a lot. Perhaps they have a solution," Charlotte's eyes suddenly lit up, he took out the black stone, opened the Red Moon group, and sent a message.

[Miracle: I would like to ask the seniors for advice. I have a patient under my care who was injured by a lich. The wounds are tainted with a black curse, making healing magic unable to heal the wounds. After suturing the wounds, the black curse persists, causing obvious pain. Is there any method to remove the curse?]

It was still early in the morning, and it was too soon to expect any replies, so Charlotte planned to put away the black stone.

Unexpectedly, the black stone suddenly vibrated.

[Witch: Find a Light magic practitioner and use Holy Light magic directly. One shot may not be enough, so use it again.]

[Technician: The witch's method is correct, but you need to make sure that the Light magic practitioner's strength is superior to the lich who cast the curse; otherwise, there may be a backlash on the Light magic practitioner.]

[Shepherd: Where did you encounter the lich? How powerful is he? Is he on the rankings? If he's near Kalwa, I can be there within ten minutes.]

[Hermit: The curse from a lich has many variations. Most of them can be eliminated with Holy Light magic, while others require corresponding ritual ceremonies. If Holy Light magic doesn't work, you can come to me.]

Charlotte never expected this one sentence to attract so many experts.

[Miracle: @ Shepherd: It occurred in the outer area of the Abyss toward the deep wilderness. The lich is a hunchbacked old man wearing a black hood. He is thin, and he wears a silver skull ring on his right thumb. His strength is above level four, and he attacked tonight.]

[Shepherd: Understood, I'll go check it out.]