Chapter 280: Serious Illness
Karl lay on the bed, his body enveloped in soft bedding, his face pale as he allowed the physician to examine him.
“There’s nothing wrong.”
After the examination, the physician put away his stethoscope and said slowly:
“The Earl is just getting older, and his body is inevitably a bit weak when the weather is unusual, especially his internal organs, which are far less functional than a young person’s. He’ll be fine as long as he takes good care of himself in the future.”
“Mm.”
Karl closed his eyes, his voice weak:
“See the physician out.”
“Yes.”
The butler, Terry, responded and arranged a carriage to take the physician back to the city.
Only Abe remained in the room.
As Karl’s ‘apprentice’, he held a special position in the manor, barely considered half a master.
“Earl.”
Abe spoke softly:
“The things in the basement have been cleared away, and that monster…the evil spirit has also disappeared.”
Only he knew why Karl had become like this.
The sudden listlessness, fatigue, and sleepiness must be related to the existence that had disappeared from the basement.
However, the fact that the Earl was able to eliminate the evil spirit that had existed in the basement for hundreds of years showed his power.
“Mm.”
Karl nodded slowly:
“Abe.”
“Yes.”
“The reason I kept you at the manor was to help me seal the evil spirit in the basement. Now that it’s gone, you should consider where you’re going next.”
“Ah?”
Abe’s face turned pale.
Although Karl rarely taught him knowledge, a few casual words or a random book could solve his problems in cultivation.
In just a few months, Abe had successfully constructed a zero-circle spell, steadily progressing towards becoming an intermediate wizard apprentice, something he had never dared to imagine before.
It was completely different from his previous cultivation with his ‘mentor’.
But Karl did not intend to keep him by his side forever, and said with his eyes closed:
“Do you know about the Black Swamp?”
“I’ve heard of it.” Abe’s eyes flickered:
“Some wizard apprentices say that it’s a holy land for wizard cultivation, and many people go there to cultivate.”
“A holy land?” Karl chuckled:
“That’s not entirely wrong, the Black Swamp is indeed the only way to reach the holy land.”
He raised a finger, and a few books appeared at the edge of the bed.
“You’ve also studied wizardry with me for a while. Consider these few wizardry books as a farewell gift.”
“Go to the Black Swamp. If one day you can obtain the qualifications to go to the Kalim Continent, come back and see me again, but remember not to tell anyone that you studied wizardry here, not anyone, unless you don’t want to go to that so-called holy land.”
“Earl!” Abe’s face turned pale.
“Go pack up.” Karl waved his hand:
“You can’t learn anything more from me here.”
“……Yes.” Abe bit his lip, feeling unwilling, and bowed his head as he retreated step by step.
Karl was expressionless.
Under the lich’s desperate counterattack, his mental sea had suffered serious injuries and would be difficult to repair in a short time. During this period, it was best not to move if possible.
“Never underestimate other wizards, especially a third-circle wizard who has lived for who knows how many years.”
“Just a wisp of a remnant soul, and it almost caused me to capsize in the gutter. Fortunately, the harvest was not bad.”
‘Swallowing’ the lich Addison’s remnant soul allowed him to directly obtain a fourth-order bloodline wizard inheritance.
He also gained some understanding of the situation on the Kalim Continent through the remnant soul.
In addition,
The lich’s cultivation method…
‘It’s a pity that the Three Plates Technique Mevia gave me is incomplete. Unless I have essence blood, I can only transform into a being one level lower. If I could become a lich, my lifespan would also be extended to a certain extent.’
A lich’s lifespan is more than twice that of a normal wizard.
But for Karl, it wasn’t a big problem.
A third-circle wizard’s lifespan can reach a thousand years. He was not even a hundred years old yet, so he could still live for a long time.
“Tap tap…”
“Enter!”
The door opened, and two women walked in, one after the other.
Remiel, who had transformed into Bishop Louis, walked in front, a slight smile on her lips as she looked at Karl, who was unable to move on the bed:
“I heard you were seriously ill. Do you need a blessing from God?”
“……” Karl was speechless:
“No need.”
Most divine techniques were only useful to believers. If one did not believe in a deity, a blessing would turn into a punishment. Of course, Remiel knew that there was nothing wrong with Karl’s body. The reason she asked was purely to tease him.
“Earl.” Sharlene was also there. She naturally did not know the reason, and she spoke to persuade him:
“Bishop Louis’s blessing is something that many people want but cannot get.”
“Yes.” Karl sighed:
“Thank you for troubling yourself to call the physician.”
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“It’s my duty.” Sharlene bowed:
“Although the environment in the suburbs is good, it’s not convenient to seek medical treatment. I heard you were ill, so I brought a physician over.”
“Fortunately, there’s nothing wrong with you, Earl.”
“Thank you for your concern.” Karl nodded, and just as he was about to say something, his gaze turned towards Abe, who was standing at the door.
“Have you packed up?”
“Mm.”
Abe responded, subconsciously glancing at Remiel before quickly averting his gaze.
He knew that this Bishop was an angel, and wizard apprentices were considered heretics in the eyes of angels.
“I’ve left you a few things. Go find Terry to get them.”
Karl waved his hand:
“Go on!”
“……” Abe’s eyes turned red:
“Thank you, mentor!”
This time, Karl did not deny it.
“The Black Swamp.”
Watching Abe leave, a divine light flashed in Remiel’s eyes, and she turned to look at Karl and said:
“It seems you still want to leave.”
“Otherwise.” Karl shrugged.
The reason he sent Abe to the Black Swamp was naturally to have him gather information and look for a chance to go to the Kalim Continent.
Sharlene looked blank, unable to understand the meaning behind their words. To them, she was just an ordinary newspaper editor.
Karl asked:
“You’ve returned from the front lines. How is the situation?”
Remiel’s expression darkened.
It was terrible!
The Sun God’s army had been victorious on the battlefield, and even the intervention of angels had not been able to reverse the situation.
The key was…
The other deities said they were helping with all their might, but in reality, they were all watching the Morning Sun gradually weaken.
Foolish!
Even Remiel could see that if the Sun God won, He would never let the other deities go.
Unifying the divine realm was His goal!
“I’ve come to ask you for a few things.”
“Easy.”
Karl smiled:
“You can exchange them for things, especially the things from above.”
“……Alright!” Remiel gritted her teeth and agreed:
“I’ll need some time to gather them.”
The second-order runes that Karl created were powerful, especially the life-saving ones, which were very useful at critical moments.
As for the things from above…
Naturally, they were artifacts from the divine realm.
The Source Essence that Karl needed was related to the deities, and artifacts from the divine realm usually contained a certain amount of Source Essence.
“Hmm…”
Looking at Remiel, Karl seemed to be lost in thought:
“You’re not acting as a middleman, are you?”
Remiel rolled her eyes.
She was indeed doing that.
Even angels did not want to die, and wizard items were very useful in certain situations.
“Miss Sharlene.”
Karl shook his head and looked at Sharlene, who had been looking puzzled, and said:
“My health is getting worse and worse. I probably won’t last much longer. I plan to publish a notice in the newspaper.”
“In Signo City, I have a junior named Connie. I hope he can come here to take over my property and title.”
“Earl.” Sharlene advised:
“You will be fine.”
Seeing Karl’s insistence, she could only nod:
“Alright!”
“I’ll arrange a notice in the next issue of the newspaper. I hope your junior will see it.”
Remiel’s face showed sarcasm.
She knew very well that Karl would not die at all. He was probably creating a new identity for himself.
