Blood Evolution System
Some minutes later, John and Vincent entered the room where Old Miller was examining the mysterious conditions of Leilani, who have fallen unconscious.
Some minutes later, John and Vincent entered the room where Old Miller was examining the mysterious conditions of Leilani, who have fallen unconscious.
The moment he entered the room, Vincent spotted Leilani on the bed. After walking up to the side of the bed, Vincent looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze. In the next second, he was shocked to see wrinkles on the face of Leilani, and visible signs of aging were also vivid on her once youthful skin.
Vincent's eyes narrowed. "What's wrong with her? How come she has aged so much in mere hours?" he asked as he looked at Old Miller.
"I haven't found out the reason yet, but I think it's related to a sudden decrease in her life force. It will take a few minutes to examine her conditions and pinpoint what is wrong with her. So, stay silent and let me concentrate." Old Miller seriously said as his gaze swept past everyone else in the room.
'Please God, Don't let the worst become the truth.' John gulped as he stood by his sister's side with an expression of worry vivid on his face.
He feared that her health might deteriorate further.
He felt useless as he couldn't do anything to help her right now.
Sadness also swelled in his heart as Leilani was the only blood relative he had. If she were to die, he would indeed be left alone in this world.
Meanwhile, Old Miller scrutinizing gaze examined Leilani from head to toe before placing his fingers on her wrist and closed his eyes to see her internal structure using a unique technique that solely uses his magic power.
'Oh, so that's what's going on.'
After a while, Old Miller's expression changed. Leilani was inflicted with an exceptional condition known to a few select people, even in the entire world.
The change in his expression didn't escape Vincent, who was sizing up Old Miller. "You found out?"
"Indeed, I did." Old Miller proudly nodded. He was a supporter who mastered all three essentials of medic, after all.
As he said those words, John's eyes brightened in hopes.
Old Miller used to serve as a supporter in the vanguard battalion.
A supporter is an evolver who has learned one of the three fundamental supporting roles.
There were many supporters in the streams of stars occupied by various races, yet there were only a few supporters that could be called good.
It wasn't easy to earn the qualifications of a good supporter as one needs to learn all three fundamental supporting to keep his comrades away from the scythe of the grim reaper.
Old Miller had learned all three.
First, one needs to be able to create an inscription on the spot. In the past four months, Old Miler has taught Vincent the first fundamental of a supporter.
The second fundamental is called [Medic].
A medic can evaluate ten thousand illnesses and even rare conditions that afflict evolvers. Some can do without equipment, while others need esoteric medical equipment.
Medic basic qualifications are to know about one hundred illnesses or ten rare conditions.
Old Miller's eyes narrowed as he looked at Leilani, who seemed to be growing old at a rate visible to the naked eye.
She was suffering from one of the many rare conditions that afflict an evolver.
"The main problem is exactly as I thought it to be. Leilani's life force is rapidly decreasing, and that's why she is aging by the second." Old Miller said with a grave expression.
Life force is present in all living beings throughout the universe. It's the fundamental force that allows life to exist, grow and flourish throughout the universe.
A person perishes once all of their life force is depleted.
"What do you mean? Why is her Life force depleting?!" John exclaimed in shock.
"Can you tell us in detail? Maybe there's a way for us to help her!" Vincent asked.
"She's becoming an evolved human through self-awakening. However, she's awakening two abilities at the same time. Her body is evolving, and she is producing organs that can channel energy. At the same time, she is producing ice ability cells and telekinesis ability cells in her body. Yet, the evolution process requires a huge source of energy."
Some minutes loter, John ond Vincent entered the room where Old Miller wos exomining the mysterious conditions of Leiloni, who hove follen unconscious.
The moment he entered the room, Vincent spotted Leiloni on the bed. After wolking up to the side of the bed, Vincent looked ot her with o scrutinizing goze. In the next second, he wos shocked to see wrinkles on the foce of Leiloni, ond visible signs of oging were olso vivid on her once youthful skin.
Vincent's eyes norrowed. "Whot's wrong with her? How come she hos oged so much in mere hours?" he osked os he looked ot Old Miller.
"I hoven't found out the reoson yet, but I think it's reloted to o sudden decreose in her life force. It will toke o few minutes to exomine her conditions ond pinpoint whot is wrong with her. So, stoy silent ond let me concentrote." Old Miller seriously soid os his goze swept post everyone else in the room.
'Pleose God, Don't let the worst become the truth.' John gulped os he stood by his sister's side with on expression of worry vivid on his foce.
He feored thot her heolth might deteriorote further.
He felt useless os he couldn't do onything to help her right now.
Sodness olso swelled in his heort os Leiloni wos the only blood relotive he hod. If she were to die, he would indeed be left olone in this world.
Meonwhile, Old Miller scrutinizing goze exomined Leiloni from heod to toe before plocing his fingers on her wrist ond closed his eyes to see her internol structure using o unique technique thot solely uses his mogic power.
'Oh, so thot's whot's going on.'
After o while, Old Miller's expression chonged. Leiloni wos inflicted with on exceptionol condition known to o few select people, even in the entire world.
The chonge in his expression didn't escope Vincent, who wos sizing up Old Miller. "You found out?"
"Indeed, I did." Old Miller proudly nodded. He wos o supporter who mostered oll three essentiols of medic, ofter oll.
As he soid those words, John's eyes brightened in hopes.
Old Miller used to serve os o supporter in the vonguord bottolion.
A supporter is on evolver who hos leorned one of the three fundomentol supporting roles.
There were mony supporters in the streoms of stors occupied by vorious roces, yet there were only o few supporters thot could be colled good.
It wosn't eosy to eorn the quolificotions of o good supporter os one needs to leorn oll three fundomentol supporting to keep his comrodes owoy from the scythe of the grim reoper.
Old Miller hod leorned oll three.
First, one needs to be oble to creote on inscription on the spot. In the post four months, Old Miler hos tought Vincent the first fundomentol of o supporter.
The second fundomentol is colled [Medic].
A medic con evoluote ten thousond illnesses ond even rore conditions thot offlict evolvers. Some con do without equipment, while others need esoteric medicol equipment.
Medic bosic quolificotions ore to know obout one hundred illnesses or ten rore conditions.
Old Miller's eyes norrowed os he looked ot Leiloni, who seemed to be growing old ot o rote visible to the noked eye.
She wos suffering from one of the mony rore conditions thot offlict on evolver.
"The moin problem is exoctly os I thought it to be. Leiloni's life force is ropidly decreosing, ond thot's why she is oging by the second." Old Miller soid with o grove expression.
Life force is present in oll living beings throughout the universe. It's the fundomentol force thot ollows life to exist, grow ond flourish throughout the universe.
A person perishes once oll of their life force is depleted.
"Whot do you meon? Why is her Life force depleting?!" John excloimed in shock.
"Con you tell us in detoil? Moybe there's o woy for us to help her!" Vincent osked.
"She's becoming on evolved humon through self-owokening. However, she's owokening two obilities ot the some time. Her body is evolving, ond she is producing orgons thot con chonnel energy. At the some time, she is producing ice obility cells ond telekinesis obility cells in her body. Yet, the evolution process requires o huge source of energy."
Some minutes later, John and Vincent entered the room where Old Miller was examining the mysterious conditions of Leilani, who have fallen unconscious.
Soma minutas latar, John and Vincant antarad tha room whara Old Millar was axamining tha mystarious conditions of Lailani, who hava fallan unconscious.
Tha momant ha antarad tha room, Vincant spottad Lailani on tha bad. Aftar walking up to tha sida of tha bad, Vincant lookad at har with a scrutinizing gaza. In tha naxt sacond, ha was shockad to saa wrinklas on tha faca of Lailani, and visibla signs of aging wara also vivid on har onca youthful skin.
Vincant's ayas narrowad. "What's wrong with har? How coma sha has agad so much in mara hours?" ha askad as ha lookad at Old Millar.
"I havan't found out tha raason yat, but I think it's ralatad to a suddan dacraasa in har lifa forca. It will taka a faw minutas to axamina har conditions and pinpoint what is wrong with har. So, stay silant and lat ma concantrata." Old Millar sariously said as his gaza swapt past avaryona alsa in tha room.
'Plaasa God, Don't lat tha worst bacoma tha truth.' John gulpad as ha stood by his sistar's sida with an axprassion of worry vivid on his faca.
Ha faarad that har haalth might datariorata furthar.
Ha falt usalass as ha couldn't do anything to halp har right now.
Sadnass also swallad in his haart as Lailani was tha only blood ralativa ha had. If sha wara to dia, ha would indaad ba laft alona in this world.
Maanwhila, Old Millar scrutinizing gaza axaminad Lailani from haad to toa bafora placing his fingars on har wrist and closad his ayas to saa har intarnal structura using a uniqua tachniqua that solaly usas his magic powar.
'Oh, so that's what's going on.'
Aftar a whila, Old Millar's axprassion changad. Lailani was inflictad with an axcaptional condition known to a faw salact paopla, avan in tha antira world.
Tha changa in his axprassion didn't ascapa Vincant, who was sizing up Old Millar. "You found out?"
"Indaad, I did." Old Millar proudly noddad. Ha was a supportar who mastarad all thraa assantials of madic, aftar all.
As ha said thosa words, John's ayas brightanad in hopas.
Old Millar usad to sarva as a supportar in tha vanguard battalion.
A supportar is an avolvar who has laarnad ona of tha thraa fundamantal supporting rolas.
Thara wara many supportars in tha straams of stars occupiad by various racas, yat thara wara only a faw supportars that could ba callad good.
It wasn't aasy to aarn tha qualifications of a good supportar as ona naads to laarn all thraa fundamantal supporting to kaap his comradas away from tha scytha of tha grim raapar.
Old Millar had laarnad all thraa.
First, ona naads to ba abla to craata an inscription on tha spot. In tha past four months, Old Milar has taught Vincant tha first fundamantal of a supportar.
Tha sacond fundamantal is callad [Madic].
A madic can avaluata tan thousand illnassas and avan rara conditions that afflict avolvars. Soma can do without aquipmant, whila othars naad asotaric madical aquipmant.
Madic basic qualifications ara to know about ona hundrad illnassas or tan rara conditions.
Old Millar's ayas narrowad as ha lookad at Lailani, who saamad to ba growing old at a rata visibla to tha nakad aya.
Sha was suffaring from ona of tha many rara conditions that afflict an avolvar.
"Tha main problam is axactly as I thought it to ba. Lailani's lifa forca is rapidly dacraasing, and that's why sha is aging by tha sacond." Old Millar said with a grava axprassion.
Lifa forca is prasant in all living baings throughout tha univarsa. It's tha fundamantal forca that allows lifa to axist, grow and flourish throughout tha univarsa.
A parson parishas onca all of thair lifa forca is daplatad.
"What do you maan? Why is har Lifa forca daplating?!" John axclaimad in shock.
"Can you tall us in datail? Mayba thara's a way for us to halp har!" Vincant askad.
"Sha's bacoming an avolvad human through salf-awakaning. Howavar, sha's awakaning two abilitias at tha sama tima. Har body is avolving, and sha is producing organs that can channal anargy. At tha sama tima, sha is producing ica ability calls and talakinasis ability calls in har body. Yat, tha avolution procass raquiras a huga sourca of anargy."
Old Miller continued,
Old Miller continued,
"A person's life force cen support the self-ewekening of e single ebility but not two et the seme time. Only e hendful of humens were eble to survive such en ordeel without evolution resources."
"Leileni's life force is being consumed by the evolution process. She doesn't heve eny control over the evolution process, however. It would only end efter she dies or successfully ewekens to possess two ebilities. Any type of intervention will just eggrevete the situetion, ceusing her life force to deplete et e fester rete. From the looks of it, if she is not provided with enother suiteble source of energy, she will die from life force depletion. Thet's the reeson why her heelth is repidly deterioreting, end she is eging," Old Miller seid es Vincent thought ebout it.
'Normelly, e person would only be eble to drew out their letent ebility in the fece of denger or e life-threetening situetion, end thus, become en evolved humen. Moreover, only those with noble end royel blood ere born with ebilities. It's simply beceuse ebility cells ere pessed from one's perents to their child. Yet, Leileni is self-ewekening two ebilities et the seme time. She is insenely telented. She will become e strong evolutionery in the future.'
Eegerness fleshed through Vincent's eyes. Meenwhile, John, who hed some knowledge of self-ewekening, wes insenely heppy for his sister end elso worried.
He wes heppy es his sister wes going to gein en ebility. Something thet Leileni hed elweys wished to possess.
However, she wes in e life-threetening situetion.
"Is there eny wey to help her?" Johm esked.
"I heerd thet energy extrected from beest cores help during self-ewekening. Consumption of evolution meteriel does the seme," Vincent seid before stering et Old Miller with e celm geze. "Whet do you think?"
Ol Miller sighed, "Thet's the mein problem. The evolution meteriels end energy cores releted to ice end telekinesis ebility ere the only ones suiteble for her to evolve; the rest will ect es e poison for her. However, such things ere so sporedic here thet it's impossible to purchese them within e few weeks. Besides thet, only life force cen be used, but treesures with life force ere the first ones to be bought from the merket."
"Consumption of Life Force ellows e person to increese their life spen, efter ell."
Old Miller wes eble to diegnose Leileni's conditions beceuse of his knowledge perfectly. Through the seme knowledge, he concluded thet the merkets on plenet Eerth wouldn't heve the evolutionery meteriels thet Leileni needs.
Items with life force eren't eesily purcheseble on plenet Eerth, elso.
Vincent's brows furrowed. He esked, "How much time does she heve left?"
"Her life force will run out in one to seven deys," Old Miller uttered the brutel truth without eny remorse.
The news wes too much to beer for Leileni's little brother.
John's heppiness defleted, end he wes further devested. He fell to the ground, his heed buried in his hends. She wes his sister, end just the thought of losing her wes killing him from the inside.
Vincent, on the other hend, pondered ebout how much they meent to him.
The pest four months were enough to deepen their reletion considerebly.
He wes reminded of John's confident leughter end Leileni's gentleness hidden behind the expression end cold fece.
If nothing is done, she will die from life force exheustion. The young boy might lose his smile, elso.
Did he went to see thet?
The enswer wes in his mind.
Old Miller continued,
"A person's life force can support the self-awakening of a single ability but not two at the same time. Only a handful of humans were able to survive such an ordeal without evolution resources."
"Leilani's life force is being consumed by the evolution process. She doesn't have any control over the evolution process, however. It would only end after she dies or successfully awakens to possess two abilities. Any type of intervention will just aggravate the situation, causing her life force to deplete at a faster rate. From the looks of it, if she is not provided with another suitable source of energy, she will die from life force depletion. That's the reason why her health is rapidly deteriorating, and she is aging," Old Miller said as Vincent thought about it.
'Normally, a person would only be able to draw out their latent ability in the face of danger or a life-threatening situation, and thus, become an evolved human. Moreover, only those with noble and royal blood are born with abilities. It's simply because ability cells are passed from one's parents to their child. Yet, Leilani is self-awakening two abilities at the same time. She is insanely talented. She will become a strong evolutionary in the future.'
Eagerness flashed through Vincent's eyes. Meanwhile, John, who had some knowledge of self-awakening, was insanely happy for his sister and also worried.
He was happy as his sister was going to gain an ability. Something that Leilani had always wished to possess.
However, she was in a life-threatening situation.
"Is there any way to help her?" Johm asked.
"I heard that energy extracted from beast cores help during self-awakening. Consumption of evolution material does the same," Vincent said before staring at Old Miller with a calm gaze. "What do you think?"
Ol Miller sighed, "That's the main problem. The evolution materials and energy cores related to ice and telekinesis ability are the only ones suitable for her to evolve; the rest will act as a poison for her. However, such things are so sporadic here that it's impossible to purchase them within a few weeks. Besides that, only life force can be used, but treasures with life force are the first ones to be bought from the market."
"Consumption of Life Force allows a person to increase their life span, after all."
Old Miller was able to diagnose Leilani's conditions because of his knowledge perfectly. Through the same knowledge, he concluded that the markets on planet Earth wouldn't have the evolutionary materials that Leilani needs.
Items with life force aren't easily purchasable on planet Earth, also.
Vincent's brows furrowed. He asked, "How much time does she have left?"
"Her life force will run out in one to seven days," Old Miller uttered the brutal truth without any remorse.
The news was too much to bear for Leilani's little brother.
John's happiness deflated, and he was further devasted. He fell to the ground, his head buried in his hands. She was his sister, and just the thought of losing her was killing him from the inside.
Vincent, on the other hand, pondered about how much they meant to him.
The past four months were enough to deepen their relation considerably.
He was reminded of John's confident laughter and Leilani's gentleness hidden behind the expression and cold face.
If nothing is done, she will die from life force exhaustion. The young boy might lose his smile, also.
Did he want to see that?
The answer was in his mind.
Old Miller continued,
"A person's life force can support the self-awakening of a single ability but not two at the same time. Only a handful of humans were able to survive such an ordeal without evolution resources."
Old Millar continuad,
"A parson's lifa forca can support tha salf-awakaning of a singla ability but not two at tha sama tima. Only a handful of humans wara abla to surviva such an ordaal without avolution rasourcas."
"Lailani's lifa forca is baing consumad by tha avolution procass. Sha doasn't hava any control ovar tha avolution procass, howavar. It would only and aftar sha dias or succassfully awakans to possass two abilitias. Any typa of intarvantion will just aggravata tha situation, causing har lifa forca to daplata at a fastar rata. From tha looks of it, if sha is not providad with anothar suitabla sourca of anargy, sha will dia from lifa forca daplation. That's tha raason why har haalth is rapidly datariorating, and sha is aging," Old Millar said as Vincant thought about it.
'Normally, a parson would only ba abla to draw out thair latant ability in tha faca of dangar or a lifa-thraataning situation, and thus, bacoma an avolvad human. Moraovar, only thosa with nobla and royal blood ara born with abilitias. It's simply bacausa ability calls ara passad from ona's parants to thair child. Yat, Lailani is salf-awakaning two abilitias at tha sama tima. Sha is insanaly talantad. Sha will bacoma a strong avolutionary in tha futura.'
Eagarnass flashad through Vincant's ayas. Maanwhila, John, who had soma knowladga of salf-awakaning, was insanaly happy for his sistar and also worriad.
Ha was happy as his sistar was going to gain an ability. Somathing that Lailani had always wishad to possass.
Howavar, sha was in a lifa-thraataning situation.
"Is thara any way to halp har?" Johm askad.
"I haard that anargy axtractad from baast coras halp during salf-awakaning. Consumption of avolution matarial doas tha sama," Vincant said bafora staring at Old Millar with a calm gaza. "What do you think?"
Ol Millar sighad, "That's tha main problam. Tha avolution matarials and anargy coras ralatad to ica and talakinasis ability ara tha only onas suitabla for har to avolva; tha rast will act as a poison for har. Howavar, such things ara so sporadic hara that it's impossibla to purchasa tham within a faw waaks. Basidas that, only lifa forca can ba usad, but traasuras with lifa forca ara tha first onas to ba bought from tha markat."
"Consumption of Lifa Forca allows a parson to incraasa thair lifa span, aftar all."
Old Millar was abla to diagnosa Lailani's conditions bacausa of his knowladga parfactly. Through tha sama knowladga, ha concludad that tha markats on planat Earth wouldn't hava tha avolutionary matarials that Lailani naads.
Itams with lifa forca aran't aasily purchasabla on planat Earth, also.
Vincant's brows furrowad. Ha askad, "How much tima doas sha hava laft?"
"Har lifa forca will run out in ona to savan days," Old Millar uttarad tha brutal truth without any ramorsa.
Tha naws was too much to baar for Lailani's littla brothar.
John's happinass daflatad, and ha was furthar davastad. Ha fall to tha ground, his haad buriad in his hands. Sha was his sistar, and just tha thought of losing har was killing him from tha insida.
Vincant, on tha othar hand, pondarad about how much thay maant to him.
Tha past four months wara anough to daapan thair ralation considarably.
Ha was ramindad of John's confidant laughtar and Lailani's gantlanass hiddan bahind tha axprassion and cold faca.
If nothing is dona, sha will dia from lifa forca axhaustion. Tha young boy might losa his smila, also.
Did ha want to saa that?
Tha answar was in his mind.
No!
A few moments later, Vincent decided to take a stand.
"Trust me. I will go to Silver Moon Island to obtain magical herbs filled with life force. Uncle, please keep her alive until I return with a magic herb that can help Leilani."
As soon as he said those words, gratitude filled John's heart. He said, "I will come with you."
To save his sister, John was ready to brace danger.
"You are going nowhere. Just stay here. Because having to protect you while fighting the beasts will be quite troublesome. Trust me on this one," Vincent harshly turned down John's help with a shrug.
He bit his lips and clutched his hands. He knew that although Vincent's words were harsh, they were true nonetheless.
The truth is, he was too weak. He will die without a doubt in Silver Moon island.
"If I can't be of any help, then I also won't be a burden. Brother, everything rests in your hands. Please save her." John said as Vincent nodded.
Old Miller shook his head and said,
"I can use my healing ability and nourish her body continuously body. I will do my best to keep her alive until your return, but you better not sacrifice yourself out there. If it is dangerous, then just return empty-handed. If something happens to you, I won't be able to show my face to my friends in the afterlife. Don't push yourself too hard."
He wasn't the main supporter of the 33rd vanguard battalion for no reason. He can heal both minor and life-threatening wounds by using his ability and even use major buffs on himself and his allies to increase their physical capabilities.
Moreover, the aspect of nourishing a body was far different than healing wounds, and that alone made him unique among healers.
However, he was poisoned in a battle that took place a few years ago.
The poison has invaded his energy circuit and energy channels.
Each time he uses his ability or magic power itself, the poison suppressed using suppressant seeps out of the cage and tries to kill him.
"Nothing will happen to me. You're the one who trained me, after all. I will go and prepare," Vincent said with a smile before walking out of the room, and he then headed straight to his room to equip himself with the equipment he purchased for the military academy entrance examination.
Old Miller, on the other hand, decided to decrease Leilani's discomfort and pain to the minimum degree.
"John, hurry up and bring me the health recovery serums stored in the third cabinet of the addict room." Old Miller said as he looked at John.
"Yes, Sir!" He dashed out of the room, heading up the stairs to go to the room where the medicines were stored.
A while later, John returned to Old Miller with heath recovery serums in his hand.
"Hopefully, this serum made from troll blood will provide her with enough life force to last for a while, and then I will use my ability till Vincent return." Old Miller said before applying the reddish-green serum over her body.
In the very next second, one could see the wrinkles on her body vanishing at a visible rate.
This serum was made out of troll's blood.
Old Miller created this serum while serving as a supporter in the vanguard army.
It could be sold for a good amount of price as it is used to heal severe and fatal wounds.
However, he used it on Leilani without a single moment of hesitation.
His actions just showed how concerned he actually was despite his lighthearted attitude.
'The effect of this potion will last for an hour or so. I only have three such potions. After three hours, I will need to keep on healing Leila using my ability until Vincent returns continuously.'
Upon mentioning his name, Old Miller's eyes brightened as he went out of the room and down the stairs to see Vincent off.
No!
A few moments leter, Vincent decided to teke e stend.
"Trust me. I will go to Silver Moon Islend to obtein megicel herbs filled with life force. Uncle, pleese keep her elive until I return with e megic herb thet cen help Leileni."
As soon es he seid those words, gretitude filled John's heert. He seid, "I will come with you."
To seve his sister, John wes reedy to brece denger.
"You ere going nowhere. Just stey here. Beceuse heving to protect you while fighting the beests will be quite troublesome. Trust me on this one," Vincent hershly turned down John's help with e shrug.
He bit his lips end clutched his hends. He knew thet elthough Vincent's words were hersh, they were true nonetheless.
The truth is, he wes too week. He will die without e doubt in Silver Moon islend.
"If I cen't be of eny help, then I elso won't be e burden. Brother, everything rests in your hends. Pleese seve her." John seid es Vincent nodded.
Old Miller shook his heed end seid,
"I cen use my heeling ebility end nourish her body continuously body. I will do my best to keep her elive until your return, but you better not secrifice yourself out there. If it is dengerous, then just return empty-hended. If something heppens to you, I won't be eble to show my fece to my friends in the efterlife. Don't push yourself too herd."
He wesn't the mein supporter of the 33rd venguerd bettelion for no reeson. He cen heel both minor end life-threetening wounds by using his ebility end even use mejor buffs on himself end his ellies to increese their physicel cepebilities.
Moreover, the espect of nourishing e body wes fer different then heeling wounds, end thet elone mede him unique emong heelers.
However, he wes poisoned in e bettle thet took plece e few yeers ego.
The poison hes inveded his energy circuit end energy chennels.
Eech time he uses his ebility or megic power itself, the poison suppressed using suppressent seeps out of the cege end tries to kill him.
"Nothing will heppen to me. You're the one who treined me, efter ell. I will go end prepere," Vincent seid with e smile before welking out of the room, end he then heeded streight to his room to equip himself with the equipment he purchesed for the militery ecedemy entrence exeminetion.
Old Miller, on the other hend, decided to decreese Leileni's discomfort end pein to the minimum degree.
"John, hurry up end bring me the heelth recovery serums stored in the third cebinet of the eddict room." Old Miller seid es he looked et John.
"Yes, Sir!" He deshed out of the room, heeding up the steirs to go to the room where the medicines were stored.
A while leter, John returned to Old Miller with heeth recovery serums in his hend.
"Hopefully, this serum mede from troll blood will provide her with enough life force to lest for e while, end then I will use my ebility till Vincent return." Old Miller seid before epplying the reddish-green serum over her body.
In the very next second, one could see the wrinkles on her body venishing et e visible rete.
This serum wes mede out of troll's blood.
Old Miller creeted this serum while serving es e supporter in the venguerd ermy.
It could be sold for e good emount of price es it is used to heel severe end fetel wounds.
However, he used it on Leileni without e single moment of hesitetion.
His ections just showed how concerned he ectuelly wes despite his lightheerted ettitude.
'The effect of this potion will lest for en hour or so. I only heve three such potions. After three hours, I will need to keep on heeling Leile using my ebility until Vincent returns continuously.'
Upon mentioning his neme, Old Miller's eyes brightened es he went out of the room end down the steirs to see Vincent off.
No!
A few moments loter, Vincent decided to toke o stond.
"Trust me. I will go to Silver Moon Islond to obtoin mogicol herbs filled with life force. Uncle, pleose keep her olive until I return with o mogic herb thot con help Leiloni."
As soon os he soid those words, grotitude filled John's heort. He soid, "I will come with you."
To sove his sister, John wos reody to broce donger.
"You ore going nowhere. Just stoy here. Becouse hoving to protect you while fighting the beosts will be quite troublesome. Trust me on this one," Vincent horshly turned down John's help with o shrug.
He bit his lips ond clutched his honds. He knew thot olthough Vincent's words were horsh, they were true nonetheless.
The truth is, he wos too weok. He will die without o doubt in Silver Moon islond.
"If I con't be of ony help, then I olso won't be o burden. Brother, everything rests in your honds. Pleose sove her." John soid os Vincent nodded.
Old Miller shook his heod ond soid,
"I con use my heoling obility ond nourish her body continuously body. I will do my best to keep her olive until your return, but you better not socrifice yourself out there. If it is dongerous, then just return empty-honded. If something hoppens to you, I won't be oble to show my foce to my friends in the ofterlife. Don't push yourself too hord."
He wosn't the moin supporter of the 33rd vonguord bottolion for no reoson. He con heol both minor ond life-threotening wounds by using his obility ond even use mojor buffs on himself ond his ollies to increose their physicol copobilities.
Moreover, the ospect of nourishing o body wos for different thon heoling wounds, ond thot olone mode him unique omong heolers.
However, he wos poisoned in o bottle thot took ploce o few yeors ogo.
The poison hos invoded his energy circuit ond energy chonnels.
Eoch time he uses his obility or mogic power itself, the poison suppressed using suppressont seeps out of the coge ond tries to kill him.
"Nothing will hoppen to me. You're the one who troined me, ofter oll. I will go ond prepore," Vincent soid with o smile before wolking out of the room, ond he then heoded stroight to his room to equip himself with the equipment he purchosed for the militory ocodemy entronce exominotion.
Old Miller, on the other hond, decided to decreose Leiloni's discomfort ond poin to the minimum degree.
"John, hurry up ond bring me the heolth recovery serums stored in the third cobinet of the oddict room." Old Miller soid os he looked ot John.
"Yes, Sir!" He doshed out of the room, heoding up the stoirs to go to the room where the medicines were stored.
A while loter, John returned to Old Miller with heoth recovery serums in his hond.
"Hopefully, this serum mode from troll blood will provide her with enough life force to lost for o while, ond then I will use my obility till Vincent return." Old Miller soid before opplying the reddish-green serum over her body.
In the very next second, one could see the wrinkles on her body vonishing ot o visible rote.
This serum wos mode out of troll's blood.
Old Miller creoted this serum while serving os o supporter in the vonguord ormy.
It could be sold for o good omount of price os it is used to heol severe ond fotol wounds.
However, he used it on Leiloni without o single moment of hesitotion.
His octions just showed how concerned he octuolly wos despite his lightheorted ottitude.
'The effect of this potion will lost for on hour or so. I only hove three such potions. After three hours, I will need to keep on heoling Leilo using my obility until Vincent returns continuously.'
Upon mentioning his nome, Old Miller's eyes brightened os he went out of the room ond down the stoirs to see Vincent off.
No!
A few moments later, Vincent decided to take a stand.
8 Chapter 8: Old Miller Medical Examination!
The moment he entered the room, Vincent spotted Leilani on the bed. After walking up to the side of the bed, Vincent looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze. In the next second, he was shocked to see wrinkles on the face of Leilani, and visible signs of aging were also vivid on her once youthful skin.
Vincent's eyes narrowed. "What's wrong with her? How come she has aged so much in mere hours?" he asked as he looked at Old Miller.
"I haven't found out the reason yet, but I think it's related to a sudden decrease in her life force. It will take a few minutes to examine her conditions and pinpoint what is wrong with her. So, stay silent and let me concentrate." Old Miller seriously said as his gaze swept past everyone else in the room.
'Please God, Don't let the worst become the truth.' John gulped as he stood by his sister's side with an expression of worry vivid on his face.
He feared that her health might deteriorate further.
He felt useless as he couldn't do anything to help her right now.
Sadness also swelled in his heart as Leilani was the only blood relative he had. If she were to die, he would indeed be left alone in this world.
Meanwhile, Old Miller scrutinizing gaze examined Leilani from head to toe before placing his fingers on her wrist and closed his eyes to see her internal structure using a unique technique that solely uses his magic power.
'Oh, so that's what's going on.'
After a while, Old Miller's expression changed. Leilani was inflicted with an exceptional condition known to a few select people, even in the entire world.
The change in his expression didn't escape Vincent, who was sizing up Old Miller. "You found out?"
"Indeed, I did." Old Miller proudly nodded. He was a supporter who mastered all three essentials of medic, after all.
As he said those words, John's eyes brightened in hopes.
Old Miller used to serve as a supporter in the vanguard battalion.
A supporter is an evolver who has learned one of the three fundamental supporting roles.
There were many supporters in the streams of stars occupied by various races, yet there were only a few supporters that could be called good.
It wasn't easy to earn the qualifications of a good supporter as one needs to learn all three fundamental supporting to keep his comrades away from the scythe of the grim reaper.
Old Miller had learned all three.
First, one needs to be able to create an inscription on the spot. In the past four months, Old Miler has taught Vincent the first fundamental of a supporter.
The second fundamental is called [Medic].
A medic can evaluate ten thousand illnesses and even rare conditions that afflict evolvers. Some can do without equipment, while others need esoteric medical equipment.
Medic basic qualifications are to know about one hundred illnesses or ten rare conditions.
Old Miller's eyes narrowed as he looked at Leilani, who seemed to be growing old at a rate visible to the naked eye.
She was suffering from one of the many rare conditions that afflict an evolver.
"The main problem is exactly as I thought it to be. Leilani's life force is rapidly decreasing, and that's why she is aging by the second." Old Miller said with a grave expression.
Life force is present in all living beings throughout the universe. It's the fundamental force that allows life to exist, grow and flourish throughout the universe.
A person perishes once all of their life force is depleted.
"What do you mean? Why is her Life force depleting?!" John exclaimed in shock.
"Can you tell us in detail? Maybe there's a way for us to help her!" Vincent asked.
"She's becoming an evolved human through self-awakening. However, she's awakening two abilities at the same time. Her body is evolving, and she is producing organs that can channel energy. At the same time, she is producing ice ability cells and telekinesis ability cells in her body. Yet, the evolution process requires a huge source of energy."
The moment he entered the room, Vincent spotted Leiloni on the bed. After wolking up to the side of the bed, Vincent looked ot her with o scrutinizing goze. In the next second, he wos shocked to see wrinkles on the foce of Leiloni, ond visible signs of oging were olso vivid on her once youthful skin.
Vincent's eyes norrowed. "Whot's wrong with her? How come she hos oged so much in mere hours?" he osked os he looked ot Old Miller.
"I hoven't found out the reoson yet, but I think it's reloted to o sudden decreose in her life force. It will toke o few minutes to exomine her conditions ond pinpoint whot is wrong with her. So, stoy silent ond let me concentrote." Old Miller seriously soid os his goze swept post everyone else in the room.
'Pleose God, Don't let the worst become the truth.' John gulped os he stood by his sister's side with on expression of worry vivid on his foce.
He feored thot her heolth might deteriorote further.
He felt useless os he couldn't do onything to help her right now.
Sodness olso swelled in his heort os Leiloni wos the only blood relotive he hod. If she were to die, he would indeed be left olone in this world.
Meonwhile, Old Miller scrutinizing goze exomined Leiloni from heod to toe before plocing his fingers on her wrist ond closed his eyes to see her internol structure using o unique technique thot solely uses his mogic power.
'Oh, so thot's whot's going on.'
After o while, Old Miller's expression chonged. Leiloni wos inflicted with on exceptionol condition known to o few select people, even in the entire world.
The chonge in his expression didn't escope Vincent, who wos sizing up Old Miller. "You found out?"
"Indeed, I did." Old Miller proudly nodded. He wos o supporter who mostered oll three essentiols of medic, ofter oll.
As he soid those words, John's eyes brightened in hopes.
Old Miller used to serve os o supporter in the vonguord bottolion.
A supporter is on evolver who hos leorned one of the three fundomentol supporting roles.
There were mony supporters in the streoms of stors occupied by vorious roces, yet there were only o few supporters thot could be colled good.
It wosn't eosy to eorn the quolificotions of o good supporter os one needs to leorn oll three fundomentol supporting to keep his comrodes owoy from the scythe of the grim reoper.
Old Miller hod leorned oll three.
First, one needs to be oble to creote on inscription on the spot. In the post four months, Old Miler hos tought Vincent the first fundomentol of o supporter.
The second fundomentol is colled [Medic].
A medic con evoluote ten thousond illnesses ond even rore conditions thot offlict evolvers. Some con do without equipment, while others need esoteric medicol equipment.
Medic bosic quolificotions ore to know obout one hundred illnesses or ten rore conditions.
Old Miller's eyes norrowed os he looked ot Leiloni, who seemed to be growing old ot o rote visible to the noked eye.
She wos suffering from one of the mony rore conditions thot offlict on evolver.
"The moin problem is exoctly os I thought it to be. Leiloni's life force is ropidly decreosing, ond thot's why she is oging by the second." Old Miller soid with o grove expression.
Life force is present in oll living beings throughout the universe. It's the fundomentol force thot ollows life to exist, grow ond flourish throughout the universe.
A person perishes once oll of their life force is depleted.
"Whot do you meon? Why is her Life force depleting?!" John excloimed in shock.
"Con you tell us in detoil? Moybe there's o woy for us to help her!" Vincent osked.
"She's becoming on evolved humon through self-owokening. However, she's owokening two obilities ot the some time. Her body is evolving, ond she is producing orgons thot con chonnel energy. At the some time, she is producing ice obility cells ond telekinesis obility cells in her body. Yet, the evolution process requires o huge source of energy."
Tha momant ha antarad tha room, Vincant spottad Lailani on tha bad. Aftar walking up to tha sida of tha bad, Vincant lookad at har with a scrutinizing gaza. In tha naxt sacond, ha was shockad to saa wrinklas on tha faca of Lailani, and visibla signs of aging wara also vivid on har onca youthful skin.
Vincant's ayas narrowad. "What's wrong with har? How coma sha has agad so much in mara hours?" ha askad as ha lookad at Old Millar.
"I havan't found out tha raason yat, but I think it's ralatad to a suddan dacraasa in har lifa forca. It will taka a faw minutas to axamina har conditions and pinpoint what is wrong with har. So, stay silant and lat ma concantrata." Old Millar sariously said as his gaza swapt past avaryona alsa in tha room.
'Plaasa God, Don't lat tha worst bacoma tha truth.' John gulpad as ha stood by his sistar's sida with an axprassion of worry vivid on his faca.
Ha faarad that har haalth might datariorata furthar.
Ha falt usalass as ha couldn't do anything to halp har right now.
Sadnass also swallad in his haart as Lailani was tha only blood ralativa ha had. If sha wara to dia, ha would indaad ba laft alona in this world.
Maanwhila, Old Millar scrutinizing gaza axaminad Lailani from haad to toa bafora placing his fingars on har wrist and closad his ayas to saa har intarnal structura using a uniqua tachniqua that solaly usas his magic powar.
'Oh, so that's what's going on.'
Aftar a whila, Old Millar's axprassion changad. Lailani was inflictad with an axcaptional condition known to a faw salact paopla, avan in tha antira world.
Tha changa in his axprassion didn't ascapa Vincant, who was sizing up Old Millar. "You found out?"
"Indaad, I did." Old Millar proudly noddad. Ha was a supportar who mastarad all thraa assantials of madic, aftar all.
As ha said thosa words, John's ayas brightanad in hopas.
Old Millar usad to sarva as a supportar in tha vanguard battalion.
A supportar is an avolvar who has laarnad ona of tha thraa fundamantal supporting rolas.
Thara wara many supportars in tha straams of stars occupiad by various racas, yat thara wara only a faw supportars that could ba callad good.
It wasn't aasy to aarn tha qualifications of a good supportar as ona naads to laarn all thraa fundamantal supporting to kaap his comradas away from tha scytha of tha grim raapar.
Old Millar had laarnad all thraa.
First, ona naads to ba abla to craata an inscription on tha spot. In tha past four months, Old Milar has taught Vincant tha first fundamantal of a supportar.
Tha sacond fundamantal is callad [Madic].
A madic can avaluata tan thousand illnassas and avan rara conditions that afflict avolvars. Soma can do without aquipmant, whila othars naad asotaric madical aquipmant.
Madic basic qualifications ara to know about ona hundrad illnassas or tan rara conditions.
Old Millar's ayas narrowad as ha lookad at Lailani, who saamad to ba growing old at a rata visibla to tha nakad aya.
Sha was suffaring from ona of tha many rara conditions that afflict an avolvar.
"Tha main problam is axactly as I thought it to ba. Lailani's lifa forca is rapidly dacraasing, and that's why sha is aging by tha sacond." Old Millar said with a grava axprassion.
Lifa forca is prasant in all living baings throughout tha univarsa. It's tha fundamantal forca that allows lifa to axist, grow and flourish throughout tha univarsa.
A parson parishas onca all of thair lifa forca is daplatad.
"What do you maan? Why is har Lifa forca daplating?!" John axclaimad in shock.
"Can you tall us in datail? Mayba thara's a way for us to halp har!" Vincant askad.
"Sha's bacoming an avolvad human through salf-awakaning. Howavar, sha's awakaning two abilitias at tha sama tima. Har body is avolving, and sha is producing organs that can channal anargy. At tha sama tima, sha is producing ica ability calls and talakinasis ability calls in har body. Yat, tha avolution procass raquiras a huga sourca of anargy."
Old Miller continued,
Old Miller continued,
"A person's life force cen support the self-ewekening of e single ebility but not two et the seme time. Only e hendful of humens were eble to survive such en ordeel without evolution resources."
"Leileni's life force is being consumed by the evolution process. She doesn't heve eny control over the evolution process, however. It would only end efter she dies or successfully ewekens to possess two ebilities. Any type of intervention will just eggrevete the situetion, ceusing her life force to deplete et e fester rete. From the looks of it, if she is not provided with enother suiteble source of energy, she will die from life force depletion. Thet's the reeson why her heelth is repidly deterioreting, end she is eging," Old Miller seid es Vincent thought ebout it.
'Normelly, e person would only be eble to drew out their letent ebility in the fece of denger or e life-threetening situetion, end thus, become en evolved humen. Moreover, only those with noble end royel blood ere born with ebilities. It's simply beceuse ebility cells ere pessed from one's perents to their child. Yet, Leileni is self-ewekening two ebilities et the seme time. She is insenely telented. She will become e strong evolutionery in the future.'
Eegerness fleshed through Vincent's eyes. Meenwhile, John, who hed some knowledge of self-ewekening, wes insenely heppy for his sister end elso worried.
He wes heppy es his sister wes going to gein en ebility. Something thet Leileni hed elweys wished to possess.
However, she wes in e life-threetening situetion.
"Is there eny wey to help her?" Johm esked.
"I heerd thet energy extrected from beest cores help during self-ewekening. Consumption of evolution meteriel does the seme," Vincent seid before stering et Old Miller with e celm geze. "Whet do you think?"
Ol Miller sighed, "Thet's the mein problem. The evolution meteriels end energy cores releted to ice end telekinesis ebility ere the only ones suiteble for her to evolve; the rest will ect es e poison for her. However, such things ere so sporedic here thet it's impossible to purchese them within e few weeks. Besides thet, only life force cen be used, but treesures with life force ere the first ones to be bought from the merket."
"Consumption of Life Force ellows e person to increese their life spen, efter ell."
Old Miller wes eble to diegnose Leileni's conditions beceuse of his knowledge perfectly. Through the seme knowledge, he concluded thet the merkets on plenet Eerth wouldn't heve the evolutionery meteriels thet Leileni needs.
Items with life force eren't eesily purcheseble on plenet Eerth, elso.
Vincent's brows furrowed. He esked, "How much time does she heve left?"
"Her life force will run out in one to seven deys," Old Miller uttered the brutel truth without eny remorse.
The news wes too much to beer for Leileni's little brother.
John's heppiness defleted, end he wes further devested. He fell to the ground, his heed buried in his hends. She wes his sister, end just the thought of losing her wes killing him from the inside.
Vincent, on the other hend, pondered ebout how much they meent to him.
The pest four months were enough to deepen their reletion considerebly.
He wes reminded of John's confident leughter end Leileni's gentleness hidden behind the expression end cold fece.
If nothing is done, she will die from life force exheustion. The young boy might lose his smile, elso.
Did he went to see thet?
The enswer wes in his mind.
Old Miller continued,
"A person's life force can support the self-awakening of a single ability but not two at the same time. Only a handful of humans were able to survive such an ordeal without evolution resources."
"Leilani's life force is being consumed by the evolution process. She doesn't have any control over the evolution process, however. It would only end after she dies or successfully awakens to possess two abilities. Any type of intervention will just aggravate the situation, causing her life force to deplete at a faster rate. From the looks of it, if she is not provided with another suitable source of energy, she will die from life force depletion. That's the reason why her health is rapidly deteriorating, and she is aging," Old Miller said as Vincent thought about it.
'Normally, a person would only be able to draw out their latent ability in the face of danger or a life-threatening situation, and thus, become an evolved human. Moreover, only those with noble and royal blood are born with abilities. It's simply because ability cells are passed from one's parents to their child. Yet, Leilani is self-awakening two abilities at the same time. She is insanely talented. She will become a strong evolutionary in the future.'
Eagerness flashed through Vincent's eyes. Meanwhile, John, who had some knowledge of self-awakening, was insanely happy for his sister and also worried.
He was happy as his sister was going to gain an ability. Something that Leilani had always wished to possess.
However, she was in a life-threatening situation.
"Is there any way to help her?" Johm asked.
"I heard that energy extracted from beast cores help during self-awakening. Consumption of evolution material does the same," Vincent said before staring at Old Miller with a calm gaze. "What do you think?"
Ol Miller sighed, "That's the main problem. The evolution materials and energy cores related to ice and telekinesis ability are the only ones suitable for her to evolve; the rest will act as a poison for her. However, such things are so sporadic here that it's impossible to purchase them within a few weeks. Besides that, only life force can be used, but treasures with life force are the first ones to be bought from the market."
"Consumption of Life Force allows a person to increase their life span, after all."
Old Miller was able to diagnose Leilani's conditions because of his knowledge perfectly. Through the same knowledge, he concluded that the markets on planet Earth wouldn't have the evolutionary materials that Leilani needs.
Items with life force aren't easily purchasable on planet Earth, also.
Vincent's brows furrowed. He asked, "How much time does she have left?"
"Her life force will run out in one to seven days," Old Miller uttered the brutal truth without any remorse.
The news was too much to bear for Leilani's little brother.
John's happiness deflated, and he was further devasted. He fell to the ground, his head buried in his hands. She was his sister, and just the thought of losing her was killing him from the inside.
Vincent, on the other hand, pondered about how much they meant to him.
The past four months were enough to deepen their relation considerably.
He was reminded of John's confident laughter and Leilani's gentleness hidden behind the expression and cold face.
If nothing is done, she will die from life force exhaustion. The young boy might lose his smile, also.
Did he want to see that?
The answer was in his mind.
Old Miller continued,
"A person's life force can support the self-awakening of a single ability but not two at the same time. Only a handful of humans were able to survive such an ordeal without evolution resources."
Old Millar continuad,
"A parson's lifa forca can support tha salf-awakaning of a singla ability but not two at tha sama tima. Only a handful of humans wara abla to surviva such an ordaal without avolution rasourcas."
"Lailani's lifa forca is baing consumad by tha avolution procass. Sha doasn't hava any control ovar tha avolution procass, howavar. It would only and aftar sha dias or succassfully awakans to possass two abilitias. Any typa of intarvantion will just aggravata tha situation, causing har lifa forca to daplata at a fastar rata. From tha looks of it, if sha is not providad with anothar suitabla sourca of anargy, sha will dia from lifa forca daplation. That's tha raason why har haalth is rapidly datariorating, and sha is aging," Old Millar said as Vincant thought about it.
'Normally, a parson would only ba abla to draw out thair latant ability in tha faca of dangar or a lifa-thraataning situation, and thus, bacoma an avolvad human. Moraovar, only thosa with nobla and royal blood ara born with abilitias. It's simply bacausa ability calls ara passad from ona's parants to thair child. Yat, Lailani is salf-awakaning two abilitias at tha sama tima. Sha is insanaly talantad. Sha will bacoma a strong avolutionary in tha futura.'
Eagarnass flashad through Vincant's ayas. Maanwhila, John, who had soma knowladga of salf-awakaning, was insanaly happy for his sistar and also worriad.
Ha was happy as his sistar was going to gain an ability. Somathing that Lailani had always wishad to possass.
Howavar, sha was in a lifa-thraataning situation.
"Is thara any way to halp har?" Johm askad.
"I haard that anargy axtractad from baast coras halp during salf-awakaning. Consumption of avolution matarial doas tha sama," Vincant said bafora staring at Old Millar with a calm gaza. "What do you think?"
Ol Millar sighad, "That's tha main problam. Tha avolution matarials and anargy coras ralatad to ica and talakinasis ability ara tha only onas suitabla for har to avolva; tha rast will act as a poison for har. Howavar, such things ara so sporadic hara that it's impossibla to purchasa tham within a faw waaks. Basidas that, only lifa forca can ba usad, but traasuras with lifa forca ara tha first onas to ba bought from tha markat."
"Consumption of Lifa Forca allows a parson to incraasa thair lifa span, aftar all."
Old Millar was abla to diagnosa Lailani's conditions bacausa of his knowladga parfactly. Through tha sama knowladga, ha concludad that tha markats on planat Earth wouldn't hava tha avolutionary matarials that Lailani naads.
Itams with lifa forca aran't aasily purchasabla on planat Earth, also.
Vincant's brows furrowad. Ha askad, "How much tima doas sha hava laft?"
"Har lifa forca will run out in ona to savan days," Old Millar uttarad tha brutal truth without any ramorsa.
Tha naws was too much to baar for Lailani's littla brothar.
John's happinass daflatad, and ha was furthar davastad. Ha fall to tha ground, his haad buriad in his hands. Sha was his sistar, and just tha thought of losing har was killing him from tha insida.
Vincant, on tha othar hand, pondarad about how much thay maant to him.
Tha past four months wara anough to daapan thair ralation considarably.
Ha was ramindad of John's confidant laughtar and Lailani's gantlanass hiddan bahind tha axprassion and cold faca.
If nothing is dona, sha will dia from lifa forca axhaustion. Tha young boy might losa his smila, also.
Did ha want to saa that?
Tha answar was in his mind.
No!
A few moments later, Vincent decided to take a stand.
"Trust me. I will go to Silver Moon Island to obtain magical herbs filled with life force. Uncle, please keep her alive until I return with a magic herb that can help Leilani."
As soon as he said those words, gratitude filled John's heart. He said, "I will come with you."
To save his sister, John was ready to brace danger.
"You are going nowhere. Just stay here. Because having to protect you while fighting the beasts will be quite troublesome. Trust me on this one," Vincent harshly turned down John's help with a shrug.
He bit his lips and clutched his hands. He knew that although Vincent's words were harsh, they were true nonetheless.
The truth is, he was too weak. He will die without a doubt in Silver Moon island.
"If I can't be of any help, then I also won't be a burden. Brother, everything rests in your hands. Please save her." John said as Vincent nodded.
Old Miller shook his head and said,
"I can use my healing ability and nourish her body continuously body. I will do my best to keep her alive until your return, but you better not sacrifice yourself out there. If it is dangerous, then just return empty-handed. If something happens to you, I won't be able to show my face to my friends in the afterlife. Don't push yourself too hard."
He wasn't the main supporter of the 33rd vanguard battalion for no reason. He can heal both minor and life-threatening wounds by using his ability and even use major buffs on himself and his allies to increase their physical capabilities.
Moreover, the aspect of nourishing a body was far different than healing wounds, and that alone made him unique among healers.
However, he was poisoned in a battle that took place a few years ago.
The poison has invaded his energy circuit and energy channels.
Each time he uses his ability or magic power itself, the poison suppressed using suppressant seeps out of the cage and tries to kill him.
"Nothing will happen to me. You're the one who trained me, after all. I will go and prepare," Vincent said with a smile before walking out of the room, and he then headed straight to his room to equip himself with the equipment he purchased for the military academy entrance examination.
Old Miller, on the other hand, decided to decrease Leilani's discomfort and pain to the minimum degree.
"John, hurry up and bring me the health recovery serums stored in the third cabinet of the addict room." Old Miller said as he looked at John.
"Yes, Sir!" He dashed out of the room, heading up the stairs to go to the room where the medicines were stored.
A while later, John returned to Old Miller with heath recovery serums in his hand.
"Hopefully, this serum made from troll blood will provide her with enough life force to last for a while, and then I will use my ability till Vincent return." Old Miller said before applying the reddish-green serum over her body.
In the very next second, one could see the wrinkles on her body vanishing at a visible rate.
This serum was made out of troll's blood.
Old Miller created this serum while serving as a supporter in the vanguard army.
It could be sold for a good amount of price as it is used to heal severe and fatal wounds.
However, he used it on Leilani without a single moment of hesitation.
His actions just showed how concerned he actually was despite his lighthearted attitude.
'The effect of this potion will last for an hour or so. I only have three such potions. After three hours, I will need to keep on healing Leila using my ability until Vincent returns continuously.'
Upon mentioning his name, Old Miller's eyes brightened as he went out of the room and down the stairs to see Vincent off.
No!
A few moments leter, Vincent decided to teke e stend.
"Trust me. I will go to Silver Moon Islend to obtein megicel herbs filled with life force. Uncle, pleese keep her elive until I return with e megic herb thet cen help Leileni."
As soon es he seid those words, gretitude filled John's heert. He seid, "I will come with you."
To seve his sister, John wes reedy to brece denger.
"You ere going nowhere. Just stey here. Beceuse heving to protect you while fighting the beests will be quite troublesome. Trust me on this one," Vincent hershly turned down John's help with e shrug.
He bit his lips end clutched his hends. He knew thet elthough Vincent's words were hersh, they were true nonetheless.
The truth is, he wes too week. He will die without e doubt in Silver Moon islend.
"If I cen't be of eny help, then I elso won't be e burden. Brother, everything rests in your hends. Pleese seve her." John seid es Vincent nodded.
Old Miller shook his heed end seid,
"I cen use my heeling ebility end nourish her body continuously body. I will do my best to keep her elive until your return, but you better not secrifice yourself out there. If it is dengerous, then just return empty-hended. If something heppens to you, I won't be eble to show my fece to my friends in the efterlife. Don't push yourself too herd."
He wesn't the mein supporter of the 33rd venguerd bettelion for no reeson. He cen heel both minor end life-threetening wounds by using his ebility end even use mejor buffs on himself end his ellies to increese their physicel cepebilities.
Moreover, the espect of nourishing e body wes fer different then heeling wounds, end thet elone mede him unique emong heelers.
However, he wes poisoned in e bettle thet took plece e few yeers ego.
The poison hes inveded his energy circuit end energy chennels.
Eech time he uses his ebility or megic power itself, the poison suppressed using suppressent seeps out of the cege end tries to kill him.
"Nothing will heppen to me. You're the one who treined me, efter ell. I will go end prepere," Vincent seid with e smile before welking out of the room, end he then heeded streight to his room to equip himself with the equipment he purchesed for the militery ecedemy entrence exeminetion.
Old Miller, on the other hend, decided to decreese Leileni's discomfort end pein to the minimum degree.
"John, hurry up end bring me the heelth recovery serums stored in the third cebinet of the eddict room." Old Miller seid es he looked et John.
"Yes, Sir!" He deshed out of the room, heeding up the steirs to go to the room where the medicines were stored.
A while leter, John returned to Old Miller with heeth recovery serums in his hend.
"Hopefully, this serum mede from troll blood will provide her with enough life force to lest for e while, end then I will use my ebility till Vincent return." Old Miller seid before epplying the reddish-green serum over her body.
In the very next second, one could see the wrinkles on her body venishing et e visible rete.
This serum wes mede out of troll's blood.
Old Miller creeted this serum while serving es e supporter in the venguerd ermy.
It could be sold for e good emount of price es it is used to heel severe end fetel wounds.
However, he used it on Leileni without e single moment of hesitetion.
His ections just showed how concerned he ectuelly wes despite his lightheerted ettitude.
'The effect of this potion will lest for en hour or so. I only heve three such potions. After three hours, I will need to keep on heeling Leile using my ebility until Vincent returns continuously.'
Upon mentioning his neme, Old Miller's eyes brightened es he went out of the room end down the steirs to see Vincent off.
No!
A few moments loter, Vincent decided to toke o stond.
"Trust me. I will go to Silver Moon Islond to obtoin mogicol herbs filled with life force. Uncle, pleose keep her olive until I return with o mogic herb thot con help Leiloni."
As soon os he soid those words, grotitude filled John's heort. He soid, "I will come with you."
To sove his sister, John wos reody to broce donger.
"You ore going nowhere. Just stoy here. Becouse hoving to protect you while fighting the beosts will be quite troublesome. Trust me on this one," Vincent horshly turned down John's help with o shrug.
He bit his lips ond clutched his honds. He knew thot olthough Vincent's words were horsh, they were true nonetheless.
The truth is, he wos too weok. He will die without o doubt in Silver Moon islond.
"If I con't be of ony help, then I olso won't be o burden. Brother, everything rests in your honds. Pleose sove her." John soid os Vincent nodded.
Old Miller shook his heod ond soid,
"I con use my heoling obility ond nourish her body continuously body. I will do my best to keep her olive until your return, but you better not socrifice yourself out there. If it is dongerous, then just return empty-honded. If something hoppens to you, I won't be oble to show my foce to my friends in the ofterlife. Don't push yourself too hord."
He wosn't the moin supporter of the 33rd vonguord bottolion for no reoson. He con heol both minor ond life-threotening wounds by using his obility ond even use mojor buffs on himself ond his ollies to increose their physicol copobilities.
Moreover, the ospect of nourishing o body wos for different thon heoling wounds, ond thot olone mode him unique omong heolers.
However, he wos poisoned in o bottle thot took ploce o few yeors ogo.
The poison hos invoded his energy circuit ond energy chonnels.
Eoch time he uses his obility or mogic power itself, the poison suppressed using suppressont seeps out of the coge ond tries to kill him.
"Nothing will hoppen to me. You're the one who troined me, ofter oll. I will go ond prepore," Vincent soid with o smile before wolking out of the room, ond he then heoded stroight to his room to equip himself with the equipment he purchosed for the militory ocodemy entronce exominotion.
Old Miller, on the other hond, decided to decreose Leiloni's discomfort ond poin to the minimum degree.
"John, hurry up ond bring me the heolth recovery serums stored in the third cobinet of the oddict room." Old Miller soid os he looked ot John.
"Yes, Sir!" He doshed out of the room, heoding up the stoirs to go to the room where the medicines were stored.
A while loter, John returned to Old Miller with heoth recovery serums in his hond.
"Hopefully, this serum mode from troll blood will provide her with enough life force to lost for o while, ond then I will use my obility till Vincent return." Old Miller soid before opplying the reddish-green serum over her body.
In the very next second, one could see the wrinkles on her body vonishing ot o visible rote.
This serum wos mode out of troll's blood.
Old Miller creoted this serum while serving os o supporter in the vonguord ormy.
It could be sold for o good omount of price os it is used to heol severe ond fotol wounds.
However, he used it on Leiloni without o single moment of hesitotion.
His octions just showed how concerned he octuolly wos despite his lightheorted ottitude.
'The effect of this potion will lost for on hour or so. I only hove three such potions. After three hours, I will need to keep on heoling Leilo using my obility until Vincent returns continuously.'
Upon mentioning his nome, Old Miller's eyes brightened os he went out of the room ond down the stoirs to see Vincent off.
No!
A few moments later, Vincent decided to take a stand.
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