Path of light

Chapter 28 28. Divine magic

They did not go to the academy, but led by Claire to the backstreets of the Elf Academy.

The whole street here is full of various shops, and there is also a small flea market inside.

Claire found a pharmacy, and some students on the street stared at them with strange eyes. This made Claire feel a little ashamed, and she could not help but lower her head to avoid being recognized by acquaintances.

After entering the pharmacy and sitting down on the high stool in front of the counter, Claire felt like she was alive again.

At least in front of the pharmacist, he didn't need to hide the purple bruises on his face.

"Two bottles of secondary life potion... Oh, no! Let's get two bottles of ordinary life potion!"

Claire said to the pharmacy owner.

The pharmacy owner was an elf mage, wearing an apricot magic robe and standing behind the counter, looking at Claire and Roy in surprise.

According to Claire's request, he turned around and took two bottles of light red potion from the shelf behind him.

"If you want an ice pack, we'll provide it for free!"

The pharmacy owner said casually.

"want……"

"One hundred and twenty Koler." The pharmacy owner quoted the price.

Claire paid and handed a bottle of potion to Roy, and the pharmacy owner handed over two ice bags wrapped in gauze.

Roy saw with his own eyes the ice cubes he had just condensed with magic. Each piece was as big as a palm. He randomly found a piece of gauze wrapped in it from under the cabinet.

Although there is a pharmacy at the corner of Brown Street, this is the first time Roy has seen these magic potions.

This is a test tube-shaped bottle with a cork at the mouth. In fact, there is a wax seal on the cork. It is only a very thin layer and cannot be seen unless it is close.

"The life potion is not very helpful in removing blood stasis and reducing swelling. If you want to recover quickly, you might as well go to the Moon Temple and ask for a cup of life tree sap. Otherwise, the water magic hydrotherapy will also be very effective." The pharmacy owner rolled his eyes and said Claire said.

"Then can you perform hydrotherapy twice for us? I am willing to pay you." Claire understood immediately and asked the pharmacy owner.

"Of course, fifty kolers at a time." The pharmacy owner squinted his eyes and smiled at Claire: "Now the pharmacy is getting more and more difficult, and it is not easy to maintain it."

Claire readily paid.

The pharmacy owner took Claire and Roy to a place behind a curtain, where there was not only a single bed, but also a long bench.

Claire and Roy sat on the bench obediently, watching the pharmacy owner take out a fir staff from the drawer, and then stood in front of them like a conductor.

When he raised his staff, the originally dull pharmacy owner seemed to be a completely different person, exuding an indescribable aura.

Roy could feel that something must be flowing at the tip of the staff, but he couldn't see it.

As the pharmacy owner spoke a fluent spell, a bright light enveloped Claire...

"Ouch, what is this...it hurts!"

Claire screamed, and what Roy saw was a series of silver rays of light that were as bright as tiny bubbles covering Claire's body and disappeared after a few seconds.

The hydrotherapy seemed to cause Claire great pain, but to Roy's great surprise, the bruises on Claire's face were dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pharmacy owner said with some pride: "Look, I dare say there is no magic that is more suitable for eliminating bruises than hydrotherapy."

After speaking, he raised the staff again and pointed it at Roy.

Roy asked Claire anxiously: "Does it hurt?"

Before Claire could tell the answer, a string of tiny blisters fell on Roy's body. This time Roy didn't even hear the spell...

Instant.

Roy felt as if his body was being twisted by countless hands. The pain was clearly between the skin and flesh, but it was an unbearable pain.

"Fuck..."

After finishing casting the spell, the apothecary shop owner threw the wand into the drawer, opened the curtain and returned to the counter.

Roy and Claire, two fellow sufferers, endured their physical discomfort and walked out of the pharmacy.

At this time, Roy was thinking that if he learned the secondary healing technique, he might not need to spend money on magic potions after the fight, and he might not even need hydrotherapy.

I don’t know if the ‘secondary healing spell’ will be as painful as the hydrotherapy spell after it is cast.

Return to the temple and ask Jasper and Abt.

But it was obvious that the bruises and swelling on their faces and bodies were fading rapidly.

Apart from being a little painful, the effect is quite good.

After walking out of the pharmacy, Claire sat on a bench on the street and complained with a grimace:

"Is this the bright sword you're talking about?"

Roy still held the bottle of life potion in his hand and said matter-of-factly:

"Yes, if they dare to come up to us again, we will beat the one who struck first together. How they hit us will be what we will do in return. Since it is just a fight, there is nothing to be afraid of. Just come here... Hiss!"

When Roy waved, the pain in his upper arm made him grin.

After hearing what Roy said, Claire, who originally felt that she had suffered a loss, cheered up again and said excitedly:

"That's right, I just gave Steve a black eye. It was so enjoyable. If he dares to cause trouble for us again, we will beat him up. I want to practice the disassembly moves I learned today when I get back. , If you dare to come again, we will fight back and wait for me to get some life tree sap at night..."

Before Claire finished speaking, she saw Roy hugging his two books again and running quickly towards the street.

"Hey, Roy, where are you going?" Claire asked from behind.

Roy turned around and said:

"I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'll leave first."

As he spoke, he sped up and ran out. A long carriage came from a distance across the street.

Roy panted and ran over, just in time to board the stopped long carriage, then stuck his head out of the carriage and waved vigorously towards Claire.

Claire stood where she was. In the past, when she was with her sister, she always felt that Steve, who was older than him, was considered a ruthless character among the younger generation. But now that she thought about it again, she found that Steve didn't seem so scary after all. .

Looking at the torn sleeve and the blood-stained light leather armor, Claire felt that she really should drink a glass of life tree sap to replenish herself...

…

Sitting in the carriage and passing through the lower city, Roy looked at the scenery passing by on both sides of the street, feeling a little dazed.

Unexpectedly, the thief who stole the Holy Grail died. Roy was a little confused when he heard the news in the morning. He just stole the Holy Grail from the temple. Even if he was caught, if the stolen items were returned, according to the lax rules of the Elf Kingdom, The law, at a lighter level, means putting an iron ring on the finger that cannot be removed, or at a more severe level, it means being imprisoned for a period of time.

There is no reason to die anyway...

Now Roy found that the matter was a bit serious. The elf thief Peleus rushed to the tavern at noon that day, maybe just to see Jefferson, and Roy was sure that the package in his hand at that time was probably the Holy Grail.

But now! The elf thieves Peleus and Jefferson are dead, and the whereabouts of the Holy Grail are unknown.

The clue to the Holy Grail was lost.

The long carriage stopped at the Danne River Bridge at the intersection of Brown Street. Roy got out of the carriage and walked along Brown Street towards the Temple of Liberty.

There is nothing going on in the temple in the afternoon, I will probably study magic in the study room.

Roy came to the temple gate and found that the large iron gate of the temple was tightly closed.

There was actually a gorgeous carriage parked at the entrance of the temple. The carriage was not only decorated with gold and silver patterns, but even the wheels were covered with a thick layer of gelatinous resin.

Trying to push open the small door next to him, Roy walked into the vestibule of the temple.

While passing by the main hall of the temple, Roy vaguely heard someone talking in the main hall.

"How can this go on!"

Priest Andyson's voice reached Roy's ears and startled Roy, his voice was a little hoarse.

Then the voice of Priest Theodore came out:

"Has there been any reply from the high priest?"

High Priest Reed replied:

"The messenger won't be that fast. I'm afraid it will take a few days. Andyson, you should pay more attention to rest recently. I feel that your condition is a bit unstable."

The voice of Priest Andyson came:

"There is always a price to pay to maintain the miracle. Don't worry, just rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

"I'm in a hurry, let's go first!" The voice of Priest Theodore.

Roy just walked to the well and saw Priest Theodore, wearing a red and white robe, walking quickly to the door of the temple and boarding the carriage at the door.

…

Roy came to the lounge and found that the trainee priest's robes he had washed yesterday had been dried.

Roy put on the trainee priest's robe and came to the study room.

Jasper and Abbott were both praying silently in the study room. Roy walked in and they opened their eyes one after another.

Jasper couldn't hide something in his heart, so when he saw Roy, he said to him:

"Roy, do you know that the thief who stole the Holy Grail was found and was actually killed in a stinky ditch in the lower city. The Holy Grail was not recovered..."

At this time, Abt also interjected:

"I heard that someone witnessed the whole process of the thief's theft, and even asked an artist to draw a portrait and give it to the patrols, and then they targeted the thief and caught him. Unfortunately, the ones caught in the end... were all dead."

"Really? Are there any new clues about the Holy Grail?" Roy asked curiously.

"We don't know yet. The guard station seems to be planning to shelve this case."

Jasper whispered something, feeling that prayer had no effect and could not gather much power of holy light, so he simply took a book from the bookshelf, which happened to be the 'Blessing of Power' that Roy had learned yesterday.

"I discovered that this magic is actually pretty good. Why didn't I notice it before?" Jasper said with some annoyance.

"Are you going to be like Roy in the future and inspire to become a combat priest?" Abt asked in surprise.

Jasper chuckled. The smile looked a little wretched, not like what a trainee priest should look like.

"I don't want to be so tired. It would be great if I could become a priest. If I can go further, I want to become a priest..." Jasper said.

Abt asked even more puzzledly: "Then why do you want to learn 'Blessing of Strength'?"

Jasper pushed the book in front of Abbot, turned to the annotation page, and said proudly:

"Haven't you noticed that this magic can enhance the strength of the whole body? Although twenty minutes is a bit short, it is still barely enough..."