paranoianovel 82 #82화 Miracle Wizard2
82 #82화 Miracle Wizard2
The emperor of the Basco Empire fell.
At the same time, everything stopped.
Preparations for war with the Allies were put on hold, and the entire continent was drawing keen attention as the capital of the Basco Empire.
The imperial powers, high-ranking officials of the church, and well-versed healers gathered in the palace.
A veil-covered bed is placed in the center of the dark spacious room.
Bloody towels are abundant in the hands of maids who are busy on their beds.
"Argh!"
After a while, a loud scream echoes from the bed.
At the same time, the priests of the white robe head to the bed and fall out with a sigh. A tall old man approached the high priest who commanded the priests.
The old man, who had a strong appearance and a stern look, was the Duke of Randell, the Chancellor of the Empire.
He asked.
"What's the road?"
The high priest shook his head.
The Duke of Landel was not frustrated.
He gestured.
This time, renowned therapists appeared on the continent instead of priests.
"Look at it."
"I'll do my best."
The therapists who answered politely disappeared into the veil of the bed. The Duke of Landel spoke with the High Priest.
"What's the cause?"
"I don't know."
The high priest's face is dark when he answers.
The emperor's illness will determine the rise and fall of the church in the future.
If you treat him, you will win wealth and honor, and if you fail, your position will be shaken.
Of course, I should have treated it somehow, but the divine power doesn't work.
The high priest was more concerned about the fact that this would have a serious impact on the church in the future than the sense of helplessness that the emperor's illness could not be cured.
And the crisis faced came directly.
The Duke of Landel kicked his tongue.
"The divine power of the Anhesians is too bad for healing."
The high priest, who would normally have been furious, could not speak.
The Duke of Landel has given notice.
"I have brought in the High Priests of other denominations, so don't be disappointed. We cannot trust and rely on you who do not know the reason for his illness."
"Yes, treatment comes first."
The high priest groaned and stepped down.
After a while, therapists approached the Duke of Landel.
Therapists can't tell the name of the disease that they don't know about the metabolic system. Instead, it analyzed the current symptoms of the emperor.
"The body is refusing treatment. It's not a natural phenomenon."
There is no word on where the sacredness of the high priest and the efficacy of absorbing the medicinal herbs of the therapists have gone.
Furthermore, there were no clear signs of symptoms such as sweating.
It's like it was always like that.
However, screaming while unconscious is not an issue that can be easily overcome by physical bleeding, saying that there are mental bleeding is not an issue that can be easily overcome.
The therapists realized that it was not their area.
An old therapist revealed his personal opinion.
"Someone seems to have artificially harmed the Emperor's body. Like a curse."
Duke Randell's eyes became cold.
"Keep an eye on it."
"Yes."
Turning around, he approached the high-ranking nobles who gathered in a chaotic atmosphere.
asked a nobleman.
"Jasang, what do you think? Is there any improvement?"
The Duke of Landel shook his head.
Shrieks came from all sides.
"You're in trouble."
"At this time of all days."
"What do I do with this?"
The Chancellor warned.
"There is still hope, and I will not give up. I want you to be thorough about this so that it doesn't leak out."
"Of course."
"I'll be careful."
Contrary to the answer, the nobles were thinking differently.
Who will be the next emperor?’
'We're about to establish our next emperor.’
'The Emperor looks fine.’
They have already begun to prepare to choose the next emperor.
Amid complicated thoughts, the lone evil spirit murmured inside, listening to the emperor's scream.
This is how you want to stop the war.’
The emperor has yet to choose his next successor. As he fell down, he could not afford to go to war.
Even when he was alive, there were frequent power struggles between the princes.
The mudslinging will begin soon.
Dark clouds were hanging over the empire.
Kalua and Kiara moved their feet fast. With the help of Barcoz, he used money to find and commission information guilds and bandit guilds, and soon interesting rumors began to spread throughout the capital.
"There's a miracle wizard in the Forest of Sadness.”
"Miracle Wizard?"
"Yeah. There's a rumor going around that you're treating a patient who's given up on the high priest."
"Is that true?"
"They say incurable diseases heal like a wash when they go through the hand of a miracle wizard.”
Rumors without feet soon heated up the entire capital. And people carrying patients who gave up even priests to confirm their true intentions headed to the forest of grief.Soon there was a voice in the forest looking for a wizard.
Luther changed his appearance.
Meeting several people with the same face could have caused trouble.
As a middle-aged man, she changed her hair into silver and her robe into blue.
Luther looked at the old man looking for him in the forest.
An old, gray old man was shouting desperately.
"Magician, help me!"
Luther crept up in front of him in a desperate cry.
"Gasp!"
Luther gave a stern voice to him who swallowed a moan.
"Who's your man, what's the fuss in the quiet woods?”
"Da, who are you?"
A green robe and an old wooden cane.
The old man, overwhelmed by the atmosphere, was frightened by the mysterious silver hair fluttering and making a stern face.
said Luther.
"I don't know who you're looking for, but I'm a wizard, too."
The old man's face brightened.
"Oh, my god, wizard!"
An old man lying flat on his stomach begged Luther, holding his ankle.
"Help me. My daughter is very sick. It's no use in the temple, and no one is being treated. Please save my daughter!"
The old man cried his head off.
Luther, who had removed his hand coldly, frowned.
"Are you asking me to treat you? But I don't know you, but where did you know I was a healer wizard?"
"Cow, I heard a rumor. Rumor has it that there is a miracle wizard in the forest of grief.”
Luther didn't know that the rumor he ordered would spread so quickly.
"The Wizard of Miracles. I like it.’
Only then will the palace be interested.
Luther pretended he didn't know anything, and said solemnly.
"Hmm. Looks like the patient who was treated spread the rumor."
The old man's expression grew desperate.
"Please. Please fix my daughter. I'll do whatever it takes."
``It's not about money. Where is the patient?"
"Oh, I'll show you."
Luther followed the old man to where the patient was.
Not long away, I saw a woman breathing out of breath and an anak holding such a woman.
As soon as Anak found Luther, he opened his eyes wide.
The old man rushed over and said.
"He's here! He's here!"
"Seo, are you sure that's the rumor?"
Anak suddenly burst into tears when the old man nodded.
"Oh, my wizard! Please save my daughter!"
"Be quiet."
When Luther spoke strictly, the two shut their mouths as if they were dead.
When I looked inside the woman, her stomach died black.
Luther purposely made a serious face for the dramatic situation.
"Details are not good. What have you been up to?"
When he scolded the patient for serious details, Anak said in tears.
"I've only heard that going to the temple or looking for a therapist is impossible. He treated his daughter as a dead man.”
"You left the patient to the foolish."
Luther laid his hand on the woman's abdomen. Even before the nine circles, he had a history of bonding and neatly healing his severed arms.
Now I could save as much as I want with my breath.
After a small incision in the abdomen, the dead area was removed, and regeneration began.
After a while, the woman's face returned to color and came to her senses.
She looked around and burst into tears when she saw her parents.
"Mother. Father."
"Elisa!"
It was also for a while that he was dumbfounded.
The parents wept sadly when they saw their daughter awake.
Luther looked at the figure and thought.
That's enough.’
I told you to spread the rumor, but I'm not lying.
That said, it was clear that there would soon be a large crowd.
After a while, an old couple and their daughter, who were crying sadly, bowed their heads flat against Luther.
"Thank you. How can I repay this favor?"
"If you're cured, go home."
"Please accept this."
The old man held out a pocket of gold coins.
Luther, who saw him, suddenly shouted.
"You thought I was treating a patient for shame!"
"Sorry, I'm sorry."
"Forgive me."
The old couple and their daughter were shocked by the thunderous roar and were at a loss.
Luther, who was in the back, murmured as he looked at the sunset.
"I'm not asking for a price. "If you can save a patient, that's enough."
"Magician."
Luther, who sent them back, nodded to himself.
"All we have to do is wait.""What the hell are you doing?”
Luther turned around.
As usual, the devil, who appeared suddenly, was looking at him with an absurd face.
Luther asked.
"What are you doing here?"
It hasn't even been a week yet.
But what's going on?
The devil said with a face full of energy.
"I was wondering what you were doing, so I came to see you, and you're doing a play."
He seems to have watched the amount Luther does all along.
Luther frowned.
"Isn't there so much to do?"
"There's nothing I do. They're all doing it anyway, but it's all yours, isn't
"What?"
"The Emperor."
Luther pretended not to know when the devil pointed out.
"What's going on?”
"You're seriously ill, aren't you?" Annes is very angry.”
"Why?"
"Are you sure you don't know?"
I guess Luther knows everything he's done.
He asked.
"Are you going to interfere?"
"No way. I've been out fighting my men for a long time."
"I'm not your man."
"Not a subordinate, but a student."
Luther left behind the devil's argument and asked about Anes.
"How angry are you?"
"Annes has ambition. I've moved the Emperor through the church, and he's sick now, and I've been unable to move.”
"That's what happened.”
"I can't stop her either. Are you sure you're going to kill him?”
"No way. I'm going to cure the Emperor. I'm thinking of negotiating instead."
"What deal?"
"I owe the Basco Empire for the time being, and Anes should help me."
"I'll help you."
"If I don't cure the Emperor, I'll do what I want."
Luther knew Anes' position.
If you want to take Ener, you can't force your opponent.
Therefore, if Anes, who cannot directly intervene in the human world, is disturbed in this way, it will be very difficult to handle things.
If the devil doesn't interfere, he has to solve the current situation from Anes' point of view, but he didn't expect her to break down her creation rune.
The devil nodded his head.
"Your meaning makes sense. Thanks to this, the nobles who saw the emperor's weakness are lining up with the princes. There are signs of internal strife, let alone external expansion through war.”
"You'll be fine if you treat the Emperor."
The devil swept his chin.
"Hmm. It will, but there will be no war. You'll think you've been ambushed, and you'll be careful until you figure out who the enemy is. That's gonna make Anes really angry. It would be useless to exercise the influence of the denomination through war. Is this what you intended?"
"Please make room for Annes."
"I told you, Anes can't stop me either.”
"Then tell him what I'm saying. If you stay still, the Emperor will die."
The devil laughed.
"You brittle bastard. You're not going to be bored for a while."
"The engagement is still there's."
"Okay, I'll see you then."
The devil disappeared and Luther was sure.
"Annes is in a tight spot.’
When the situation did not go as he wanted, it was clear that the devil was curious because of Arnes who was coming.
Luther realized that the situation was flowing as he intended.
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