Chapter 479 - 479 THE ANTIDOTE

479 THE ANTIDOTE

“I think I can help.”

The moment Urulas said so, others looked at him.

“Can you? How?” Arthur asked. He still didn’t trust him.

Urulas replied, “First, I need to examine her condition.”

“Do it,” Arthur permitted him.

Urulas and the two other elves examined Veronica’s body. Their faces darkened after they were done.

“Witchcraft,” one of Urulas’ fellows mumbled in a low tone.

“It’s poison from the witch,” Ovior said. “We already know it. If we only find what plant they used to make it, I could make the antidote.”

“You can’t. No one can,” Urulas stated.

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Arthur frowned. “What do you mean?”

Urulas told him, “The witches didn’t create the poison from any plant.”

Others were stunned. They didn’t know what to say.

They clearly saw Veronica being like this because she drank something.

The wine wasn’t the issue because Ovior drank the same wine.

There must be some kind of poison or why would it harm Veronica?

“If it’s not a poison from a plant then what did they use?” Felix asked.

Urulas explained, “They created it using black magic. It’s a curse.”

Ovior was enlightened by the information.

He remarked, “Not a poison but a curse. I never thought about it. How to break the curse?”

Urulas shook his head. “You can’t. It has no cure.”

“No cure?!” Darius exclaimed. “How’s that possible?”

Arthur quietly stared at him but he was anxious.

Urulas answered, “It’s possible. The witch who gave Veronica the poison didn’t want her to get better ever again.

“Once it’s taken, there is only one path left for you. It’s death.

“It means the person knew she was going to die from taking it.”

“That bitch!” Zinnia cursed. “I’m shocked the bloody queen would attack Arthur so ruthlessly.”

Ovior stated, “Since she attacked Arthur’s weakest point, I assume she is prepared for the battle. After all, Arthur won’t let it go easily.”

Everyone looked grim.

Arthur asked Urulas, “Didn’t you say you have an idea? Do you think you can heal her?”

Urulas answered, “If it was someone else, there was no other option but since it’s Veronica, we have a chance.”

Saying that he opened his bag and took out a flower.

It was a flower that no one ever saw before.

The flower had five long petals leaning toward the back. It had a burning orange color.

It became yellowish to the core and reddish to the edge.

The flower looked like a small piece of sun, glowing in the sunlight, just like some magic stone that lit up in the dark.

Urulas looked at the fellow elves and signaled them to assist them.

They used the stone bowl that was on the table and sashed the flower there.

The more they smashed the flower, the more the smell of blood thickened.

Even Arthur, who was known for his bloodthirst, furrowed his eyebrows.

“What’s with this flower? Why is it spilling blood?” he asked.

Urulas explained, “This is called “the Blood of the Sun”. It is born once in a millennium.

“It’s a mixture of the dragon’s blood and the virgin blessed child.

“The dragon is the protector of the earth while the blessed child is a connection between Goddess Juvena and all living creatures.

“While the blessed child can’t use her power to heal herself, the Blood of the Sun is the only thing that can give her instant recovery.”

“That means Veronica will wake up after she drinks it,” Zinnia said with a smile. She was relieved to hear that.

“I cannot say for sure,” Urulas told them while shaking his head. “It’s possible to heal the blessed child as long as she is alive. On the other hand, Veronica is…”

“She IS alive.” Arthur hardened his face. “She is breathing.”

‘I can’t be sure about that. Her body is as cold as a dead body,’ Ovior spoke in his mind but didn’t utter a single word.

“If this flower is born in a millennium, does that mean it’s a millennium-old flower?” Felix asked, curious about the origin of the floor.

“Not at all. It was born recently and I believe it was created with Veronica’s blood,” Urulas answered

“Veronica’s blood when she was a virgin along with dragon’s blood?” Ovior was surprised. “I don’t think she ever told me that she met a dragon.”

“There are many things we don’t know about her,” Darius mentioned. “There is no point in talking about that.

“The question is where she met the dragon. I haven’t recently heard of any dragon awakened because of the blessed child.”

“If the ancient being was awakened, we, elves, would know before anyone. We have a strong blood connection with the dragon. We didn’t notice anything,” Urulas stated.

“We can ask Veronica once she wakes up,” Arthur said. “How long will it take to create the antidote?”

A fellow elf handed the bowl to Urulas’ hand.

“It’s done,” Urulas declared. “Please help Veronica to sit.”

Arthur immediately sat on the edge of the bed and carefully assisted Veronica’s unconscious body to sit.

Urulas sat on the other side and fed Veronica the thick red liquid spoon by spoon.

The others noticed the liquid glow yellow as it slipped through Veronica’s throat to her stomach.

“If this curse of the witch is fed a small amount almost every day, a woman will lose her fertility,” Urulas suddenly mentioned.

Arthur and the rest were startled when they heard the news.

Arthur’s face was overcast with dark shadow.

His confusion became clear. He was hoping that Veronica would be pregnant right after she came back from the kidnapping incident.

However, no matter how much he tried, Veronica never showed pregnancy symptoms.

He doubted that Veronica was taking some medicine to have birth control.

Even so, he didn’t pursue this matter or push her.

Eventually, he pushed away the subject as they became busier with their duties as well as Queen Isabella’s scheme.

‘If only I paid attention to her…’

Arthur shut his eyes and blamed himself for everything.

As if Ovior could read his mind. He said, “It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself.”

Then, he looked at Veronica and asked Urulas, “You already fed her the antidote. Why isn’t she waking up yet?”