Chapter 16
The wound on his hand does need to be treated. Although it does not affect his movement, Miere is not a masochist.
…at least not most of the time.
He wanted to find a random priest to treat himself, but he ran into Father Tyndall as soon as he went out.
So the person who treated him became Father Tyndall.
Miel obediently handed his hand to the other party, allowing the other party to carefully remove the cloth wrapped around his hand.
The wound has stopped bleeding, but the price is that part of the cloth strips are stuck to the wound, and when they are removed, they will inevitably tear the wound and cause pain.
The whole process looked painful, but Miel didn't even frown.
He even had the leisure to look at the priest's face.
This dark elf, whose actual age is unknown, has a pair of violet eyes. I don’t know if it’s because of the shape of the eyes or the expression between his eyebrows, but what is revealed in these beautiful and dreamy eyes is a kind of silent melancholy.
It makes people feel gentle and inexplicably sad at the same time.
Father Tyndall was half a head taller than Miel. His short silver-gray hair was curled in a certain arc. It seemed difficult to manage, but he kept it in an orderly manner.
Looking closely, he actually looks quite good, but Miel's aesthetic taste has been raised so much by the Old Ones that he only discovered it now.
"Healing Mantra." Dindel finished his prayer and announced the spell he would use.
The wound on Miyer's hand disappeared, and the pain was dissolved by a gentle force. He instinctively looked down at his hand and it was intact.
He turned his gaze back to the priest's face and thanked him politely: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work. I'm really sorry to have troubled you all the time."
Dindel raised his eyes to meet his, his face expressionless, but his tone very gentle: "You're welcome, this is what I should do. Anytime you need anything, you can come to me."
After a pause, he asked tentatively, "Did you dream about anything last night?"
"Huh?" The first thing that came to Miyer's mind was the dream about spiders, but could he tell others about it?
I saw spiders on the church's stained glass windows, so I dreamed about spiders...
Perhaps sensing his concern, Dindel spoke again without waiting for his response: "You don't have to answer me. May God bless you."
As he spoke, he made the sign of the cross on his chest and turned away without waiting for Miel's response.
He walked slowly but very firmly, so when Miel came to his senses, the distance between them was no longer suitable for saying goodbye.
Looking at his back, Miel couldn't help but wonder - for a priest, is the phrase "May God bless you" equivalent to "Okay, get out of here"?
No, it's too rude to think like that.
"What did you dream last night?" asked Czulola.
"Nothing special, I just dreamed of a spider and a book?"
Facing Czulola's question, Miel answered readily.
"Speaking of which, that book has a black cover with silver text on it. And just now, the book my father was reading, which we saw through the Eye of Insight, had black pages and silver text. Is that a coincidence?"
"Yes," Czulola answered confidently, "perhaps you dreamed of spiders because you saw the spider in the stained glass."
"Hmm... huh? Mr. Lola also noticed the spider in the stained glass?"
"Because you were looking." Czulola blurted out, as if without even thinking. "I was curious about what you were looking at, so I took a look. What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I'm flattered that Mr. Lola cares so much about me." Miel smiled and said, "Since Mr. Lola also thinks it's a coincidence, then it must be like this. Let's go, it's time to go to my father's study to save people."
coincide?
Originally, Miel didn't think much about it.
But after being asked the same question by Father Tyndall and Csulola respectively, he began to feel a little concerned.
Although he cared, Czulola obviously didn't want him to delve into it, so he just regarded it as a coincidence.
…
Miel returned to Acunaira's mansion once again.
Just like the last time they sneaked in, he and Cthulola used "Transfiguration" to turn into liquid slime respectively, and then used "Invisibility" to hide their bodies and squeezed in through the crack in the door.
There was no gap in the study door and he couldn't get in. Miel had to cancel the transformation spell, and then continued to use the invisibility spell to hide his body, and raised one hand to knock on the door.
He knocked neither too fast nor too slow, and after three knocks, he waited patiently.
There was no movement in the room, but it was impossible for someone who was under the gaze of the Eye of Insight just a few minutes ago to leave just when he came.
——In order to save time, Miel used "Phantom Step" and "Anywhere Door" alternately along the way, and before setting off, he cast a magic effect called "Long Stride" on himself to increase his movement speed.
The magic pool of the great Cthulhu is bottomless for him. After signing a contract with Cthulhu, using magic is like spending money of a rich man in a store that charges 1 copper coin. The concept of "saving" can be deleted directly from the dictionary.
Miel calculated the time in his mind, and one minute later, he knocked on the door again, still only knocking three times.
"Do, do, do."
The rhythmic knocks on the door echoed in the corridor, giving people an indescribable fear.
There was nothing in front of the door where the noise came from - at least that's what it seemed like.
Another minute passed.
"Do, do, do."
Finally, the people in the room couldn't sit still anymore, walked to the door, and said, "Who?"
——Bross is indeed in the study. Is he pretending to be away because he is uneasy about the unknown existence knocking on the door?
If so...
That’s great!
Are you afraid? Are you terrified? Pay the price for killing me, and tremble with guilt towards me, my beloved father.
If you still have that thing called "humanity".
Miel continued to count the time, and one minute later, he knocked on the door for the fourth time.
"Do, do, do."
Burrows suffers from a degree of neurasthenia and cannot concentrate on a task as long as there is noise in his ears.
Miel guessed that he was going crazy on the other side of the door, but because he was afraid of the unknown outside the door, he never mustered up the courage to open the door to solve the problem.
I knocked on the door for the fifth time. Just after the second knock, there was a loud "bang" from the other side - someone kicked the door hard from the inside.
Besides Bross, who else kicked the door?
This nervously exhausted man is on the verge of collapse.
It's time.
Mier chanted a spell silently and used the magic "Primary Illusion" to create a blurry figure that looked somewhat similar to himself a few meters away from the door.
Then, he opened his mouth and uttered, "Father..."
A sigh-like call, filled with endless resentment.
"Father...why..."
It's like a dying person concentrating all his strength on his vocal cords, just to pursue the answer that he desires most in the depths of his soul.
"Father...why...kill me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the study opened with a creaky sound.
With bloodshot eyes, Bross opened the door and rushed out like a madman, wearing at least three different types of magic shields.
As soon as he came out, he chanted the spell of "Ice Sigh". Halfway through the chant, he noticed the phantom in the corridor and pointed the wooden stick in his hand at the phantom without hesitation: "Ice Sigh! Die, die, die! No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, die--"
While his attention was drawn to the phantom, Miel slipped into the study with a nimble body, then jumped while silently reciting the spell of "Transfiguration"!
He turned into slime and stuck to the ceiling of the study.
It was too risky to rescue Lolisa's child directly, so he wanted to hide in the room and wait for an opportunity.
By the way, see what your father wants to do.
And what is that book written in Latin?
However, Miel overestimated his control over his liquid body.
He had clearly grabbed hold of the ceiling with part of his body, but the rest of his body failed to follow. Not only that, it was dragging the part of his body that was clinging to the ceiling down with it.
It's like a person who slips and falls off a cliff, with only a few fingers touching the edge of the cliff, and is about to fall because of the loss of strength in his fingers.
Right below my body was a desk, with all sorts of things piled up in a mess. If I fell on it and accidentally bumped into something...
Miel could fully imagine what Bross would do when he returned to the study after his madness and saw the strangeness on the table.
However, at this moment, when Miel was sweating with anxiety because he couldn't hold on to the ceiling, he felt something like a tentacle hugging his irregular body.
He couldn't count how many tentacles there were, but he could tell from their gentle movements that they wanted to help him, not hurt him.
So, he didn't resist, letting the tentacles stick to his soft body, hugging him from all sides, and pulling him back to the ceiling like scooping syrup.
More bodies came into contact with the ceiling, clinging tightly.
Saved!
Miel breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to explore the true appearance of the tentacle.
Is that you, Mr. Lola?
Are you coming in too?
I thought you couldn't get in even if the door was open.
The corridor had been made into a long freezer by Bross using the "Ice Sigh".
He didn't stay in the corridor for too long. Almost as soon as he "killed" the phantom, he returned to the study and closed the door.
The baby on the carpet started crying loudly, perhaps because he was frightened by the noise or because the temperature was too cold.
The body turned over, so Miel confirmed it - it was a baby girl.
Bross stood with his back against the door, staring at the baby girl from a distance for a while, with questioning eyes, but finally approached her and picked her up.
"It's okay, it's okay, Dad is here."
dad……
Miel's body tensed.
More tentacles crawled over his body, almost swallowing him whole, leaving him no chance to fall.
Miel suspected that even if he let go now, he would still be fixed to the ceiling by these tentacles.
It's Mr. Lola, right?
Mr. Lola's rescue was timely and reliable as always, but...
When helping him, can you avoid some of the more sensitive parts of his body?
…Oh, that’s right, Mr. Lola didn’t “connect” these places.
so……
Miel endured the discomfort in his body and got his brain working again.
Facing the baby, Bross called himself "Dad".
The baby was definitely Loris's child because the Eye of Insight, which used Loris's body as a pointer, could see her.
So, if Bross is not playing some role-playing game, then this baby is his and Lolisa's child?
He and Rosa...
he……
Miel tried to continue thinking, but the tentacles on his body kept moving around, as if looking for a better position to hold him.
Finally, a touch made Miel groan uncontrollably.
over……
Bross raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent: "Who's up there?"
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