Chapter 663

Chapter 663

C663

Vamel Alliance, Tikan Free State Palace

The Vamel Alliance and their temporary allies remained tense after Jin's safe return and Valeria's rescue, although her wounds continued to be a concern for Tikan.

There was no way to heal her wounds, even if Jin mobilized the abilities of all the healers, medical staff, and the Cat Tribe of their allies, as well as Holy King Lani, who was dedicated to treating Talaris.

“Whew.”

After leaving the medical room, Jin took a breath as if he were tired.

He was infusing mana into Valeria’s seal every day.

It required a magician of at least Octavia’s level to maintain Valeria’s complicated magic from the outside, so it was only possible for Jin in Tikan.

Even if Jin’s mana reached the 10-star level, the external injection of mana caused too much mental fatigue.

This meant Jin couldn't exert all his energy while keeping Valeria alive.

“Valeria Histor, I always felt she was a remarkable person. As far as I know, most magicians can't maintain any magic while unconscious. Not just magicians, humans can’t do anything while unconscious either.”

“Syris.”

Syris patted Jin on the shoulder.

“I'm sorry I can’t help with the power of the Hidden Palace.”

“Don't say that, I've always received grace from the Hidden Palace.”

It wasn't possible to replace Valeria’s magic with the seal of the Hidden Palace either.

The same applied even if Talaris, instead of Syris, were in a recovered state and tried to do it herself.

“Ha...”

Qwaul, who had been sitting in front of the hospital room all the time, sighed as soon as he saw Jin.

The ashtray beside him was filled with cigarette butts, and his face was so gaunt that he looked like a dying person.

Qwaul viewed Valeria as a genius inventor who would carry the future of the world along with him.

In a way, he even believed Valeria had greater talent than he did and was convinced that if Valeria died without recovering, the world’s development would regress hundreds of years.

Beyond this, Qwaul was the closest person to Valeria among her companions.

Over the past three years, Qwaul had formed the deepest bond with her.

“If it were possible, I would sacrifice my life to save her. How can this be so hopeless... even with the abilities of Holy King and Talaris Endorma?”

“It’s Endorma, not Kendorma! How can a supposed genius get a letter wrong every time? Are you just mocking me? Even in this situation?"

“It doesn’t matter if it’s Kendorma or Endorma now! Without Valeria, all the research we’ve done together and the future of the world is just darkness, darkness.”

“If you were incompetent, you would have died a hundred times, and ninety-nine of those times would have been by my hand.”

“Then just kill me and save her!”

While delaying the world’s progress by a few hundred years was daunting, Jin also felt a sense of hopelessness when considering they needed to prepare for the next battle with Rosa without Valeria.

Above all, the figure in the hospital room was Valeria, the person who saved his past self, who had been disabled.

“I'll find a way somehow, Dr. Qwaul.”

“The only way is to obtain Numerus’ Blood or Tears. Don’t these temporary allies have at least one of those? I don't know about the tears, but they might have the blood.”

Numerus’ Blood.

It was the legacy of the God of Hope that had saved Jin and Dante in the past.

Orgal’s nebulous body was weaker than before.

“Orgal, has your recovery finished?”

[Not really... cough, cough.]

“Master! Here’s some water.”

[Thank you... Zephyrin.]

Orgal was in a state where he could collapse again at any moment, much less recover. Zephyrin wiped the blood from him with an annoyed expression.

“That’s why I told you to just report by letter or summon Jin Runcandel to our side.”

[Cough, cough.]

“Ah, really...”

For a while, Orgal coughed like an old, sick human.

Once his coughing calmed down a bit, he exchanged some brief, formal greetings before getting to the point.

[I came here to answer your questions about Histor, Jin Runcandel.]

Jin’s eyes widened.

[I see your expression changes. This is quite interesting, cough, ahem. I would like to enjoy this a bit more, but I can’t.]

“If it’s enough for you to come in person, could it be that you brought Numerus’ Blood?”

“If we had it, would we give it to you?!”

“Yes, we’d never give it to you!”

Bouvard and Ainas shouted at the same time.

[First of all, Numerus’ Blood is useless. Without the tears, Histor can’t be saved with Numerus’ Blood.]

“How can you be so sure?”

[How many drops of that blood do you think I’ve used in my long existence?]

“Then why did you come all the way here to tell us this? And in your current condition?”

[Because I need to examine Histor myself in detail. I could have summoned you as Zephyrin did, but if you were absent when Zipple found Tikan, things would get complicated. It would seem like only you and we were meeting separately... so someone from Zipple will come soon.]

Orgal had already contacted Zipple before coming to Tikan to discuss the situation in Kaldran’s Snowfield.

[Looking at my condition, even Zipple would have to admit we didn’t do it on purpose. Rather, I think we should hurry and check on Histor before they arrive.]

Orgal wasn't in a situation to beat around the bush. Jin guided him to Valeria’s hospital room.

“What do you want to confirm about Histor?”

[The level of opening of the complete mana body. If Histor is in a well-opened state, there’s a way to save her without Numerus’ tears.]

Orgal placed his hand on Valeria’s seal for a few minutes and closed his eyes.

Soon, he nodded and reassured Jin.

[She has far exceeded my expectations. If this is the case (this time, Jin wiped the blood), it’s possible to treat her without any cost.]

“How?”

Orgal answered Jin’s question as follows.

[You can take Histor to Zipple’s holy place. If she spends some time there, this woman will fully recover.]

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