Chapter 1363

At this time, the stinging pain in Xia De's chest had completely disappeared, but the side effects of drinking all the essence in the perfume bottle in one gulp had manifested.

"No need to purify the earth this time, the Evil God's power directly drained those black muds. Is this an alternative way to purify the land? However, the stone statue's heart disappeared, I didn't find it..."

Seeing Xia De's strange expression and abnormally red face at this moment, Miss Bernice, for reasons she herself didn't understand, took a step ahead of Luvia to support Xia De, but was refused by Xia De who was clutching his forehead:

"Please... don't, don't touch me, I feel very wrong."

He refused the kindness of the two ladies, and then stumbled back to the camp where they had just lit a fire with them.

Xia De's current state was definitely unable to leave immediately, so Miss Bernice began to cast spells around the camp to prevent the church members who were gradually waking up from discovering them.

Xia De sat on a large rock by the campfire, clutching his violently beating heart, feeling his whole body heating up, so much so that he really wanted to take off his clothes and roll in the snow:

"The Guardian has left first, but I know the truth about the Guardians."

"We only saw that his spiritual state was very wrong."

Luvia looked at Xia De with worry, and Xia De hummed with his nose. His current state of "desire arising" was unexpectedly quite weak, but his body was obviously a bit wrong: fever, weakness all over, headache, and even his eyes couldn't open:

"There are no so-called Guardians at all. The Guardian, from beginning to end, has only been one person. Didn't you notice? No one has ever seen two different Guardians appear together at the same time."

"Is it really a soul aggregate?"

The witch who walked back to the campfire asked in surprise.

"Yes, and it's not just as simple as soul stitching in necromancy. In my opinion, that is clearly merging hundreds of souls together perfectly, constituting a brand new soul."

Xia De reached out and grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, then pressed it against his left cheek. This could make him feel a little more comfortable, at least finish talking about things first:

"I once questioned why Mr. Lathers was too cold to Miss Lathers when he appeared again. Now this point can be explained, because Mr. Lathers is no longer just Mr. Lathers."

Luvia also understood completely:

"So, the Chosen One of the Earth is indeed not a group, but can also be said to be a group? Can it still be like this?"

"This completely conforms to the rules."

Miss Bernice sat near Xia De. She also didn't expect things to be so complicated:

"According to Xia De's description, and the process of the battle just now, the situation can be simply understood as: one body has hundreds of brains, all brains decide together..."

"No, not deciding together."

Xia De said while rubbing his face with snow. He didn't know why, but he felt extremely cold all over again:

"At the same moment, there should only be one dominant soul, and this will decide whose image appears. Ha, sorry, I don't know why I'm breathing fast either. I can feel it, yes, when Mr. Thomas Granger, Mr. Lathers, and Mr. Fleming appeared, their tones and habits were different."

"But this is also incredible, how on earth was this done?" The witch was still puzzled, while Luvia was still worried about Xia De's condition: "How are you now? This is a bit wrong, why is your face so red?"

Hesitantly biting her lip:

"Do you need Miss Bernice and me to help you... wait, your current state doesn't seem to be..."

She then realized that Xia De's desire was definitely not just getting bigger at this time.

"Headache... body feels heavy... and just now when I walked over, I felt my body wouldn't listen to me."

He clutched his forehead and felt extremely cold all over again: "I'm probably... having a fever."

"What?"

Luvi

a also didn't care that Xia De wouldn't let her get close, immediately bent down and used the back of her hand to touch his forehead, then felt the astonishing heat:

"Why is it so hot?"

"A five-ring sorcerer, can also have a fever?"

Miss Bernice also wanted to confirm, but didn't expect Xia De's body sitting on the rock to tilt to one side. The two ladies immediately supported him, and went to call Xia De again, only to find that he had no reaction; Xia De had already fainted at this time.

Under the light of the campfire, his lips were white, his body was shivering, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his breathing was extremely tight.

"So it was a fever, I just thought... sorry, why did he suddenly have a fever? Just now on the top of the hill, was he cursed?"

Miss Bernice still didn't understand.

Luvia hugged Xia De tightly, wanting to provide him with heat:

"Send him back to the city as soon as possible. With his physical fitness and sorcerer level, this cannot be an ordinary fever."

(Little Mia is running...)

Xia De felt as if he had a very long nightmare, in which burning and intense headaches tortured him. A small melody he had long forgotten that he once heard a bard sing at the Bountiful Earth Hotel kept echoing in his splitting headache, so much so that the feeling of headache became more and more intense.

But fortunately, I don't know who was singing the lullaby of this world in a very low voice in his ear. The gentle woman's voice was a bit blurry, but it made the outlander feel exceptionally at ease.

He felt that in his dream, he seemed to be hugged by someone. That feeling was quite familiar. When he lost his last drop of divinity and fainted on the top of Mount Sikar, it seemed that the same embrace hugged him.

Waiting until his consciousness recovered and realizing that he was lying on a soft bed, and some dazzling morning light was sprinkled on his face, it was already Wednesday morning, and his fever symptoms had lasted all night.

Wanting to sit up, but feeling weak all over again. So he tried hard to struggle out of the warm but extremely heavy quilt on his body, and the surprised voice by the bed immediately stopped him:

"Oh, Xia De, are you awake? Don't move, I'll go call someone and check you again!"

Xia De, whose eyes were still a bit swollen and painful, squinted to look, only to see that the black-haired girl with a graceful figure was actually Miss Sylvia.

The young witch hurriedly ran out of the bedroom of Miss Bernice's manor, and soon messy footsteps appeared in the corridor. The door was pushed open, and a group of people rushed in. When Xia De looked around, the bed was already surrounded by people. Luvia, Miss Bernice, Miss Lathers, Miss Sylvia. Even Miss Aurora, whom he hadn't seen for a long time and had long brown wavy hair, was now by the bed, looking at Xia De with concern.

I don't know which young maid brought it, supporting Xia De to sit up. Xia De opened his mouth to say hello, but felt his throat sting. All of this felt like recovering from a serious illness after a cold:

"Long time no see, Miss Aurora, Miss Sylvia."

He greeted reluctantly, and Luvia had already sat on the side of the bed, taking the tray from the maid's hand. The purple-eyed girl temporarily placed the tray on the small cabinet by the bed, then held the bowl containing white rice porridge, scooped up a small spoonful with a spoon, blew gently, and handed it to Xia De, saying very gently:

"Eat this first, we added magic medicine to it. After eating, we will check your physical condition again."

"I'll do it myself... okay, you do it."

Xia De could only open his mouth, while Miss Aurora held a roll of parchment and said to Xia De with great worry:

"Sylvia and I arrived by train around eleven o'clock last night. As soon as we arrived, we heard the news about you. We did a comprehensive check for you and determined that your symptoms were a fever caused by the most ordinary cold."

On that roll of parchment, the examination results were probably recorded.

"That's why I said, I'm fine."

Xia De said, but Miss Sylvia asked with great worry:

"Xia De, do you really think that after drinking a whole bottle of something whose specific ingredients none of us know, it caused a five-ring sorcerer

to have a fever to the point of fainting, and after the examination, it was really just ordinary fever symptoms, really don't need to worry?"

The three witches by the bed, Miss Lathers, and Luvia all looked at him with worry. Miss Lathers added:

"No matter how you check, it's really just an ordinary fever, which is the most incredible thing."

"Now, I feel that although I haven't fully recovered, I'm already fine."

Xia De insisted, he was very sure of his feelings. Luvia handed the spoon to his mouth again, and he could only open his mouth.

"Yes, an hour before you woke up, I had already checked for you. The symptoms of a heavy cold have eased, and your body is recovering from this 'ordinary illness'."

Miss Bernice was very worried:

"I only thought before that the side effect of the essence in your bottle was to amplify desire, but I didn't expect such consequences. We checked the liquid in the bottle and found that there was residue, so we used a test tube to hold it and brought it into the Council, letting the witches in the Council who are good at magic medicine identify it. The identification result was given four hours ago, that is, around four o'clock in the morning."

She looked at Miss Aurora, who looked at the parchment:

"Pink glowing liquid substance, rose-like fragrance, specific ingredients unknown, suspected to be a spirit recovery potion.

After identification, the provided sample has the effect of recovering spirit, but because the liquid concentration is too high, the toxicity increases. It is estimated that about 1 fluid ounce (about 28.4) can kill an adult dragon or adult unicorn immediately after taking the substance. Because the sample effect decays with the time leaving the original container, it is recommended to use the method of swallowing in small sips when taking this sample to achieve the effect of avoiding toxicity."

Miss Aurora looked at Xia De:

"Your bottle has a capacity of about 3 fluid ounces. That is to say, you drank enough poison to kill an entire pure-blooded dragon population or an entire unicorn tribe last night."

"But your performance was actually not poisoning but an ordinary fever. We have never heard of such a thing happening to a normal human being."

Luvia said with pursed lips.

"It is possible that the witch who identified the essence estimated the toxicity wrong."

Xia De explained, while Luvia continued to sit by the bed feeding Xia De, making him unable to speak:

"I know the fever has subsided now, and your body has not shown other conditions, but promise me, in the future, unless it is a last resort, even if you encounter the mad earth but you lack spirit to purify, don't use this relic casually, okay?"

Those purple eyes looked at Xia De, and the worried look in the eyes didn't give Xia De a chance to refuse at all.