Chapter 274:Just a class, that's all
August took out his magic wand and began to silently chant an incantation.
A brilliant golden light emerged from the tip of his wand and descended upon Marsha, enveloping her.
The dark aura at the center of Marsha's forehead rapidly dissipated, melting away like snow under the golden light. Faintly, one could still see the struggling figure of a specter within the dissipating darkness.
This process lasted only a minute, after which the golden light receded, and the dark aura around Marsha completely dissipated.
However, Marsha's vitality also became extremely weak, to the point where her breathing had stopped.
At that moment, Adolf pulled out his magic wand, silently recited an incantation, and infused Marsha's body with a surge of life force.Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only
Her pale face gradually regained color, her halted breath started to flow again, and it stabilized.
Three minutes later, Marsha opened her eyes and looked at everyone with a bewildered gaze.
"You're awake," Charlotte spoke up.
Marsha's gaze focused, and as her body instinctively turned over on the seat, she quickly moved behind Charlotte, nervously staring at August.
She sensed a strong threat emanating from him.
"This is Professor August. He and Master Adolf saved you," Charlotte introduced him, pulling Marsha out from behind her.
"Th-thank you," Marsha said timidly, but her gaze remained cautious toward August.
She didn't recognize August, but she had heard of Adolf's name.
However, she couldn't understand why a light magic mage like August would agree to save her. Shouldn't his first instinct be to eliminate her?
"Don't be afraid, little lioness. Since Holy Light Magic didn't harm you, I naturally won't pass judgment on you either," August said with a smile, sensing Marsha's tension.
As he said, Holy Light Magic not only dispelled undead curses but was also a deadly attack against undead mages.
However, when Marsha received the purification of Holy Light Magic earlier, she didn't show any discomfort. This indicated that she had never harmed anyone and wasn't tainted with resentment.
How did Marsha survive in the wilderness?
"I..." Marsha hesitated, her gaze shifting to Charlotte.
Her unique constitution might become a subject of research in the eyes of certain individuals, and she didn't want to be locked up and observed.
Charlotte took over and said, "She discussed it with me yesterday. According to my analysis, it's possibly due to her pure Lion bloodline, which makes her appear similar to magical creatures, thus evoking a mistaken sense of kinship. As for the Red Moon nights, the curse on her might have provided another layer of disguise, preventing aggression from the crazed magical creatures."
"The undead curse can also prevent aggression from magical creatures? This is the first time I've heard of such a thing," August furrowed his brows.
"However, if you want to gather enough undead creatures, the Red Moon nights are indeed the best time. Thousands of magical creatures die beneath the walls of Calva during each Red Moon night."
"I wouldn't dare venture to collect undead creatures beneath the walls of Calva. I would be killed if the guards there discovered an undead mage gathering undead during the Red Moon nights," Marsha muttered.
Everyone smiled knowingly.
Her reasoning wasn't baseless. If the guards defending Calva City discovered an undead mage collecting undead creatures during the Red Moon nights, she would become a target.
Upon hearing this, Charlotte's mind was filled with other thoughts.
After the little lion was removed from Marsha's body, her strength significantly increased, indicating a certain connection between the two.
Marsha's progress in the wilderness, scavenging for power, was slow.
However, if she could absorb undead creatures beneath the walls of Calva, where their numbers reached the tens of thousands, wouldn't her progress speed become astonishing?
This was something worth looking forward to.
Before that, however, it had to be confirmed that after the little lion left her body, the consumed undead could still provide her with positive feedback.
Charlotte shielded Marsha from revealing too much information. She didn't intend to expose to August and the others that Marsha had relied on thorny grass to resist the influence of the Red Moon, as the level of trust hadn't reached that point yet.
They chatted along the way and smoothly returned to the Abyss.
To maintain a low profile and avoid excessive attention from the Medical Association, Charlotte had Adolf park the carriage on Bakka Street and they returned to the clinic on foot in separate groups.