
“Why are you all here?”
Hearing Ling Jiu's question, Delia did not dare to tremble and replied respectfully.
“Master, we came to the Meteorite Forest to look for Soulweed to treat my father's illness. But we heard movement here so we rushed.”.
Ling Jiu slightly nodded and asked, “Leoux, what is Soulweed?”
“According to the fire dragon, the memory of Esbiak, it is a plant that can nourish the soul and heal the wounds of the soul,” replied Leoux.
“Oh so!”
Ling Jiu nodded and looked at Delia as she said. “Your father suffered a soul wound?”
“Master, you are sharp.”
Delia confirmed Ling Jiu's guess.
“Did you find Soulweed?” Ling Jiu asked again.
Delia shook her head sadly. “Soulweed is a legendary herb. We have been searching for half a month in Meteorite Forest without results.”
“You don't have to look for it. I can treat your father's wounds.”
Ling Jiu said weakly. He certainly could not heal the soul wounds, but Leoux could, and could even reshape the soul if needed.
Delia's body trembled as she suddenly knelt down and pleaded.
“Master, please save my father. Delia will be willing to serve you to repay your kindness. This I swear on behalf of the God of Light!”
“You are quite filial.”
Ling Jiu nodded. “Lead.”
“Thank you Sir!”
Delia was very happy. He would not doubt Ling Jiu's words at all.
First was the gap in strength between the two so Ling Jiu had no reason to deceive him.
Second, Ling Jiu was a Saint, was there anything a Saint could not do?”
Under Delia's leadership, the group quickly exited the Meteorite Forest and came to the forested town of Mansfield.
On his way, Ling Jiu also learned of Delia's identity.
His father was the ruler of Mansfield, located in the Empire of Light. However, it was located on the imperial border and was a small border town.
According to Delia, her family has a long history.
They were originally a famous Nine-tailed clan, with many Nine-tailed family warriors born from the clan. However, with the passage of time, the Nine-Tails bloodline withered, and no more Nine-tailed warriors were born.
Later, the clan gradually declined as a result, and eventually ended up at the borders of the Light Empire, trapped inside the small town of Mansfield.
After a day trip, they soon arrived in Mansfield.
The size of the city here is not comparable to Earth. If one was generous, it was a city, otherwise, it was a border town. The city stood a few feet high as it was built on half a mountain.
After entering Mansfield and coming to the lord's palace, Ling Jiu saw the city lord who had been in a coma for almost a month.
Armando Mansfield's.
Amandar's face was pale, and his eyebrows were furrowed. There was a black air in the middle of his brows, lingering and refusing to disperse.
“Master, please save my father!”
Delia once again knelt in front of Ling Jiu and sobbed.
“Build.”
Leoux waved his hand and said, “Leoux, it's up to you now.”
“The soul of this man is seriously injured. It was supposed to be caused by a spiritual attack like a curse, but this is trivial,” Leoux said casually.
Vlack's light shot out from Ling Jiu's hands and wrapped around Armando who was seriously ill.
As the black light entered his body, the black air on Amandar's face was like snow that met with warm water, and gradually disappeared before disappearing altogether.
Even Armando's face gradually turned redder, almost like a normal person.
“Alright, the curse has been lifted, and I have also repaired his damaged soul, and restored it to its peak.” Leoux smiled.
“Thank you!”
Said Ling Jiu.
“Moreover, I also found something very interesting!”
Leoux said, “I told you, there are strange life fluctuations in Delia, right?”
“Ya!”
“This person named Amandar also has strange life fluctuations, and even more intense than Delia.”
Leoux added, “Now I am increasingly convinced that life exists, or has appeared on this planet before!”
“What kind of life are you talking about?”
Ling Jiu was getting curious.
“A secret!”
Leoux was playing coy again.
“Bla.”
Ling Jiu snorted softly and was slightly dissatisfied with Leoux playing timidly.
At this moment, Amandar woke up, having seen Delia pouncing on him excitedly before crying.
The times when her father was unconscious had made this young woman an unimaginable stress. He had to appease the people, and also danced around with the ambitious big houses in the city. This left him exhausted, and now that his father had woken up, the storm had finally subsided.
“My girl, don't cry.”
Armando patted his daughter on the shoulder, and Delia calmed down as she laughed apologetically at Ling Jiu. “Master, it must have been awkward to witness.”
“Eh, human nature.”
Ling Jiu waved his hand.
“Daddy, let me introduce you,” said Delia hastily.
“This is the person who saved you.”
…
To express his gratitude for Ling Jiu's life-saving grace and show that the city lord had made a full recovery, the noble house held a banquet and invited many of the city's leading figures.
There were high-ranking officials there, as well as the patriarchs from the extended family.
As a Saint, Ling Jiu naturally took the main seat, receiving Armando's thanks and toasts from many prominent people.
“Lord Priest Kells is here.”
“Patriark Holdan is here.”
At this moment, two loud voices rang out when a fat middle-aged man with a distended stomach, and an old man in the priest robes entered.
Lord Armando hurriedly greeted them. “Welcome Pastor Kells, and Patriarch Holdan. For those of you who have come from far away, let me convey my apology. ”
“Hahaha, the recovery of the city lord is a happy event from Mansfield, it is fitting that we come to congratulate you.”
The potbellied Patriarch Holdan smiled.
“My master, congratulations on your recovery.”
Imam Kells said with a smile.
“That's all thanks to the God of Light.”
Armando smiled and gestured for the two to sit down. The two came before Ling Jiu as Patriarch Holdan pointed towards Ling Jiu. “Sir, is this the Holy One who has healed you?”
“Iya!”
Amandar nodded small.
“Ah, a Saint, I must salute then.”
Patriarch Holdan bowed slightly towards Ling Jiu. “Thank you, Sir, for saving my master. Mansfield forever thank you.”
“Sama-sama.”
Ling Jiu sipped some wine.
“Master, forgive me for my bad eyes, but I don't recognize you. Can you tell me your name, so I can remember it? ” Patriarch Holdan suddenly said.
“You want to know my name?”
Ling Jiu glanced at him and shook his head. “You, not worth.”
Patriarch Holdan's eyelids twitched, but he was wary of making a ruckus due to Sacred's presence.
At this moment, Priest Kells suddenly said, “All Sacred of Auguland is a famous existence, and I know every single one of them. So why didn't I see you before, Master? ”
“You mean, I'm fake?” Ling Jiu raised an eyebrow and grinned.
Hearing this, Delia's expression slightly changed, and just as she was about to interrupt, she heard Patriarch Holdan speak with a fake smile.
“Which of the Sacred has no high and mighty existence, why did someone come to the imperial border city?
“In addition, there are many witches of adventure who cheat and cheat lately ..”