Ch. 112 - Powerful Healing Technique

After walking out of the tent, what presented itself was a line of tents. Each tent had a dozen or so priests treating the injured. Paladin and Tony saw the Archbishop enter each tent one by one, and when he came out, he would more or less bring one or two priests with him. But most of the time there was no one.Tony, who was standing beside Paladin, saw that just a short distance from the camp, a large hole had been dug in the still-soft ground.

And many soldiers whose bodies were drenched in blood numbly carried out the dead bodies from one tent after another, and threw them into the big pit like throwing garbage. Accompanied by the mountains piled up in the big pit, more and more dead bodies, as well as the soaring smell of corpses and blood. A flock of hungry vultures hovered from the sky. Occasionally, a few very hungry ones, regardless of these terrible humans, would fly down and grab a piece of meat with their sharp beaks, and immediately open their wings and fly into the sky to enjoy the food.

Looking at such a cruel scene in front of him, Tony felt chills in his limbs. But at this time, Paladin, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly turned his head and said in a mocking tone: "Vultures. Ignorant people are like this kind of beast. They never hunt and kill prey by themselves, but only search for dead bodies that may exist to live.

"Once there is no more killing, these vultures will foolishly perish as well." With that said, Paladin, without looking at Tony's seemingly enlightened expression, turned toward Sarrier, who was beating a ticket to the priest, and mouthed, "Drop your principles. Because when there are no more dead bodies, your stupidity won't save you at all." While Tony turned his head sharply, Paladin had walked over to the Archbishop. It was as if the words he had just spoken were nothing more than his own wishful fantasies.

But Paladin, looking at the five priests behind the archbishop, suddenly had a strange feeling. Including himself and Tony, plus these five who were also following the Archbishop's will of not being comfortable using healing techniques. There were only a mere seven accompanying priests sent down from the entire Kasmi Diocese. Only seven who weren't idiots! When Tony also came over, the archbishop planned to take everyone to a big tent not far away without any introduction. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm not looking for you to tell you how good you are, how talented you are." Speaking of this, Sarrier stood aside, nodded to the guards, opened the curtain of the tent and said: "But because you obey me."

As soon as the words fell, seven people including Paladin walked in. Immediately, they saw five luxurious velvet beds, on which lay a nobleman, a great nobleman! At this moment, Paladin understood. Sarrier wanted everyone to refrain from using healing techniques, not only to find out the priests who obeyed him, but also the priests who were fully charged with magic power were still needed to treat the injuries of these powerful nobles! And among them, the one lying down, the one with the most serious injuries and the biggest position, happened to be Marquis Carmon, the leader of the Flaming Lion Knights and one of the top pillars of the duchy!

It was unknown what kind of peril he had gotten into during that charge just now, at this moment, the bone in his right hand was broken out of his elbow, and blood was dripping down. His left foot was still twisted, and his ankle was bent unnaturally! Paladin knew at a glance that this was a very serious injury, not to mention whether or not this Marquis Carmon would spend the rest of his life as a disabled person when he arrived, whether or not he could survive today was a question! Even if surrounded by a large number of clergymen who were busy stopping the bleeding and feeding medicine, all to no avail.

Including Tony, the seven people were stunned by the scene in front of them. A bad mood spread out. As expected, they only heard Archbishop Sarrier behind them say grimly, ''Use all your strength to save the lives of several nobles. Especially Marquis Carmon. If he dies here, not to mention you guys, I myself will be in danger!" Paladin took a slight step forward and suddenly frowned as he looked back at the Archbishop and questioned, "Your Excellency, your magic power……"

But who knew that before Paladin could finish, Sarrier's face had already turned pale and bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down. Taking out a small bottle of blue potion from his sleeve he tilted his head and drank it. Only then did his face look a little better. Sarrier glanced at the shocked looks of Paladin and the others, and seeing that there were no outsiders around, he immediately smiled bitterly and said, ''I've tried my best. If I hadn't kept drinking the Kasu Magic Recovery Potion just now. At this moment, I would have died here from mental exhaustion." The pale-faced Sarrier just finished speaking, and seeing these few recruited people all staring blankly at themselves, a wave of anger suddenly came up and cursed offhandedly, "What are you looking at me for! If they have any shortcomings, all of you run to hang yourselves in front of the fortress!"

"Oh! My Enos!" The priests were taken aback immediately, thinking about their own lives, and regardless of Sarrier's threat, they immediately ran to the side of the blood-stained nobleman, pushed away the priest who was in the way, and tried their best to use the healing technique to treat it. Paladin saw that Tony also ran over to perform the healing technique with a panicked face, but he himself stepped back a few steps and came to Sarrier, who was slumped on the chair and panting, bowed his head and asked, "Is this matter to be kept secret? "

"Of course..." Sarrier nodded slightly, Paladin had not seen Sarrier who looked so bad. But he heard Sarrier continue, "The Grand Duke doesn't know about this. But it can't be hidden for long. If it still doesn't work after a while and Marquis Carmon falls into some kind of sickness, or dies here. The Grand Duke definitely won't mind helping the church get a new archbishop."

Paladin nodded and pointed at the breathless Marquis Carmon and said to Sarrier, "Him, I'll take care of him for you. That Tony is my man. Give him a way out. The others…….you don't want a lot of people to know about this, do you?" "Hmph." Even in his extreme weakness, Sarrier let out a snort and said, "Don't get too cocky young man. Wait until you've healed the Marquis. Otherwise we'll go see Enos together." Paladin waved his hand very calmly and said very confidently to Sarrier, "Enos can't see us." Saying that, he walked to Marquis Carmon. Took a look at this top pillar of the Principality of Kasmi. He was a bit surprised.

Although he had seen him before, he was wearing a helmet and couldn't see his face. Now that he was up close, although this person had long hair, it was very dry, and his face gave off a very old-fashioned and serious feeling. Even more striking was that the Marquis had a wound on his cheek that had long since scarred. It was thought to be the result of leaving it behind many years ago and not having the time to be treated by the priest. It was no wonder that he was jokingly called Scarface Carmon by the people.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Paladin saw Sarrier, who was very weak with a cold sweat, looking at himself with a somewhat expectant gaze. Immediately nodding slightly, he opened his hands to the broken arm. The people in the tent only felt a flash of light before their eyes! Just as shocked, they saw an eye-catching and brilliant golden luster erupt between Paladin's hands! "O my Enos! Is this a miracle!" Even the weak Sarrier jumped in shock at the burst of golden light shining through. And some of the other priests also opened their mouths in disbelief!

That's right, they all saw it, that violent fracture that couldn't be healed even with the Archbishop's full strength. At this moment under this burst of golden light it miraculously gradually shrunk back into the wound, and those bone fragments that had been lodged into the flesh turned into ashes piece by piece, while the ruptured bones rapidly healed and grew! Then there are reconnected blood vessels, meridians, skin and flesh like small worms twisting their bodies gradually crawling all over the wounds. Not a moment's effort, when the golden light in Paladin's hand dissipated, the arm was already as good as new. The tent returned to the way it was a moment ago, Paladin's head was sweating and panting slightly, but the surrounding clerics and priests were all looking at this in a state of dementia. They knew healing magic, but they had never heard of using it to the extent of restoring bones and reorganizing blood vessels!

Sarrier stepped forward, meticulously examined the arm that was as good as new, and looked at Paladin with the eyes of a treasure and said: ''Enos is above, you are simply a saint! To use the healing technique to this level, even the Cardinal Lord who is proficient in this path is just barely able to do so!" Paladin waved his hand, looked at the jealous gazes of those priests across the room, and slightly lowered his head, "Remember your promise."

"Don't worry, other than you, me and Father Tony, the others can only go complain to Enos about today's incident. But I will tell the Grand Duke and Marquis Carmon about this matter. It's good for both you and me isn't it?" Hearing these words, Paladin looked at Marquis Carmon who was still in a deep sleep, and nodded undeniably and said, "The injuries of several other nobles, they should be able to take care of it. There's nothing for me here anymore, and I'm in great need of rest right now." Even with endless magic power, casting spells for that long had made Paladin sweat. He really needed a good rest at the moment.

Sarrier nodded his head in agreement, then suddenly licked his smile and said, "The Grand Duke has arranged for a celebration banquet to be held in the fortress tonight, so why don't you come along too.Don't worry, you don't want to be courteous with those nobles, just get to know each other and raise your reputation." "Ah! Your Excellency the Archbishop is so kind to me, it really flatters me. But isn't this favor too easy for you to return?" Paladin said so with some exaggeration, but received a blank stare from Sarrier. Looking at the several priests around him who did not look right, he lowered his head and muttered, "We'll talk about it at the banquet at night, and then I'll go find you myself."

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