Chapter 209 The Shedding Ceremony Begins
Isabel was lying very close to the edge.
It would be more accurate to say that the back of his head was resting on the side of Evans' thigh rather than lying on it.
It's like putting the back of your head against the headboard, almost falling off. And your neck will feel uncomfortable.
It's not that she was shy or felt that there was a difference between men and women - it's just that she was worried that she would bump into Aiwass, or that her head would be too heavy and press on Aiwass's legs - after all, in her perception, Aiwass usually had to use a wheelchair, so she was embarrassed to lie down too firmly.
Instead, she was using her neck to exert force, trying to maintain a somewhat awkward yet barely balanced posture.
"Doesn't it hurt your neck?"
Aiwass spoke softly, his voice like a whisper in his ear.
He stretched out his hand, supported the back of Isabel's head, and with his other hand supported her shoulders, and whispered, "Move up a little. Yes, a little higher..."
He didn't let go until Isabel was completely able to lie on his legs.
But Isabel subconsciously used more force.
She strained her neck and shoulders to make her head appear less heavy.
"well……"
Aiwass sighed helplessly: "Relax."
He reached out and held Isabel's chin with one hand and her head with the other - if he twisted her hands hard at this moment, the princess would probably die. Such intimate physical contact made Isabel subconsciously want to scream out, but she immediately controlled her reaction, which made her face flush.
But Aiwass only shook her head slightly and said softly, "Relax, relax a little more... Just like sleeping, relax your body, don't use too much force with your hands... Don't shake... If you do this, you will resist my light, and it will be difficult for me to treat you..."
Aiwass tried to comfort her for a long time, but Isabel still didn't completely relax. But at least she was lying firmly on Aiwass's lap.
She didn't dare open her eyes now, because Isabel could feel Aiwass's soft and slightly warm breath spraying on her face. She had already exhausted all her strength just to maintain deep breathing and keep calm.
"Okay, very good..."
Aiwass said softly.
For some reason, Isabel felt that Aiwass's voice... was like a tamed pet. And just the thought of it made her heart beat wildly. Even just lying on Aiwass's lap, she could hear her own heartbeat and feel her blood vessels throbbing.
And then, she felt a warm palm on her forehead.
A warm current surged from her palm and flowed into her brain.
It felt like a head massage, like immersing it in hot water to wash it... but it was even warmer and more comfortable than both. She couldn't help but moan softly as she felt an invisible heat permeate her flesh and skull, and her body relaxed instantly.
Headache, dizziness, dry eyes... many uncomfortable symptoms disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like fresh stains washed away by hot water.
At the same time, Isabel could clearly feel another wave of heat flowing from her neck downwards, causing her to subconsciously clamp her legs together and gasp for air.
The heat first surged into her heart, then her lungs, stomach...every organ in her body was circulated. Under normal circumstances, Isabel would have immediately stopped him out of shyness, but the constant heat radiating from her forehead made her feel drowsy, and she hoped that the treatment could continue.
Then, she felt the small heat flow in her heart grow stronger. As her heart pumped, an even stronger heat flowed through her limbs and bones.
But soon, she felt a chill on her forehead.
——It wasn’t that he felt cold, but that Aiwass took his hand away.
She opened her eyes and felt her vision clear and her consciousness unusually sharp. Her headache and dry eyes had completely vanished, making her feel even more comfortable than a good night's sleep. Her brain, which had just been bathed in heat, now felt cool.
It's like taking a hot bath and then feeling cool.
"Don't you usually go to the bishop to treat you?"
Looking down at Isabel who had opened her eyes with a look of curiosity, Aiwass felt a little confused.
Isabel has a lot of little flaws and doesn't seem like a royal.
——Logically speaking, shouldn’t the royal family immediately summon the bishop to treat any minor illness or even slight discomfort?
Many knight families were like this... the Moriartys, for example. Whenever Yulia felt unwell, her adoptive father or eldest brother would see her and go get someone else. Aiwass was still young at the time, unsure of what to do, so he could only watch anxiously from the sidelines.
But now it’s different.
He truly has the ability to help others and heal their pain - he doesn't need to find anyone else, he can do it better than them.
But Isabel just smiled foolishly and didn't give a direct answer.
Aiwass didn't ask for an answer, he just asked casually.
"You have a slight cold, your heart isn't feeling well, and your stomach isn't feeling well either... Have you lost your appetite lately? Your nutrition seems to be a bit poor... Your period is a bit irregular, too. I've taken care of it for you. But these are just minor issues that have only recently appeared. Remember to eat more."
As a makeshift doctor, Aiwass gave him a serious warning: "Also, your neck might not be in good condition. But I used Illumination to heal it. It's because you've been looking down too much. Remember to look up more often. Using Illumination too much can overdraw your health. You'll have to take care of your nutrition yourself."
If nothing else, he understood this all too well. Just one glance at cervical spondylosis. Aiwass had this problem in his previous life... or rather, few urban white-collar workers don't have neck problems.
Fortunately, the principle of illumination is to "dispel illness and pain" by refining and materializing the abstract concept of illness and pain, and dispelling and illuminating it with light, so as to restore the body to a healthy state.
As long as he could tell what was wrong with the other person's body, he could directly infuse his magic power to heal it. Otherwise, Aiwass would not be able to heal this thing.
I never thought that in this age without cell phones, Isabel would have this problem... Maybe the practice tasks Janice gave her were too heavy. After all, Isabel's profession is "all-rounder".
"I'll remember that."
Isabel said seriously.
"Then you should get up from my lap, Isabel."
Aiwass said with a smile.
Only then did Isabel realize that she was lying on Aiwas's thigh!
She stood up quickly, her long, pale golden hair flying, a few strands even hitting Aiwass's face. A delicate rose scent spread in front of Aiwass - the scent of the shampoo she used.
Aiwass smelled the scent and felt a little surprised.
Isabelle actually uses this mature fragrance...
"Come with us? Want to witness Ms. Meg's ceremony?"
Aiwass extended the invitation.
Although Meg was only waiting for Aiwass, he believed that if Isabel came, she would not refuse.
After all, Meg seemed to have a good relationship with Isabel. Or rather, given Isabel's personality, although it might be difficult for her to find friends her own age, she should have a good relationship with her elders.
"What ceremony?"
Although Isabel was asking, she subconsciously followed Aiwass towards the door.
"A ritual of rejuvenation."
"...Huh?" Isabel was stunned.
She didn't think Aiwass was bragging—in her opinion, Aiwass was so mysterious, knowledgeable, and powerful that it was normal for him to know some rituals that even the court ritualists didn't know.
But rejuvenation... isn't this too outrageous?
and……
When she heard this, the first thing she thought of was her grandmother.
"Your Majesty..."
Isabel hesitated and slowed down her pace as she followed Aiwass.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Aiwass guessed what she was thinking.
Aiwass simply shook his head and refused. "Your Majesty, it's unlikely. This ritual is extremely painful and requires a tremendous amount of willpower to endure. Furthermore, even if you succeed, you will no longer be the same person you once were—your appearance, bloodline, voice, and talents will all be altered. How will Your Majesty govern the country then?"
A person who is different from the Queen in age, appearance, lineage, occupation, and level of Taoism suddenly appears and claims to be the rejuvenated Queen Sofia...
Regardless of whether anyone believes it or not, this can already be used as an excuse for neighboring countries to send troops or for internal rebellion.
"Besides, given Ms. Meg's personality, she will definitely try this ritual first. If it succeeds, she will definitely share it with His Majesty—whether His Majesty agrees or not, she will definitely tell him. So it's not our turn to nag about it."
Aiwass analyzed it carefully.
At this moment, Meg's hearty laughter still rang out: "Well said! You understand me, little fox!"
...Why are you following Sherlock and calling me a fox?
Aiwass was a little helpless, but he was too lazy to correct it.
Just as he and Sherlock had discussed in their dream, Aiwass also liked foxes. "Fox spirit" was not entirely a derogatory term for him, but rather a compliment to his extraordinary charm.
Because this ritual required his full attention, he didn't sit in a wheelchair this time. Instead, he sent the Shadow Demon under Lily—it was obvious that the Shadow Demon couldn't be hidden from Meg.
But he also became more courageous.
Rather, it is precisely because of the existence of the Shadow Demon that it becomes much more reasonable for Aiwas to know this unknown ancient ritual.
People may not know, but Shadow Demon may know.
——Many people have taken the blame for Shadow Fiend before, so this time, I’ll ask you to bear the blame for me.
As expected, Meg just glanced at Lily's shadow and didn't say anything the whole time.
They soon arrived at the ceremony room.
These are the two underground floors of the Temple of Silver and Tin, which are able to maintain absolute silence and atmospheric balance - "underground" also has the meaning of "mysterious", and places that are deep enough and high enough can increase the success rate of the ceremony.
"Ms. Meg, are you ready?"
Although he knew it was useless to ask, Aiwass still needed to confirm: "If the ritual fails, there is about a one-third chance of death... Have you written your suicide note?"
This was the first time he presided over a ceremony of this level - and it was a major ceremony involving Meg's life safety.
It's impossible to say I'm not nervous.
"Ha," Meg laughed fearlessly, "You, a junior, shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing. I'm sure I've already thought of everything you can think of, and even things you can't. I even took the time to take a day off for you all.
"Hurry up—it will be dawn soon. Shouldn't we wait until the sun is almost up? I don't want to wait another day."
"OK."
Aiwass nodded and took a deep breath: "Then let's get started."
Chapter 2, updated!
Cetirizine hydrochloride saved my cat's life, but you still need to take medicine when you are sick!
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