Chapter 3165 The final storm (one hundred and seven)
Chapter 3165 The Final Storm (One Hundred and Seven)
"Hmm..." Elaine managed to reach his cabin in the ship with difficulty. As soon as he opened the door, he fell to the ground without any strength. If Queeg hadn't held him with all his strength, he would have fallen to the ground.
"Lie down. It's okay." Queeg placed Elaine on the bed and said, "Drink some water?"
"No." The white lion man felt so uncomfortable that he felt like vomiting and lay there motionless: "I'm going to sleep. Take a nap for a while. Don't wake me up during lunch. Just eat whatever you want after that."
"If you don't eat on time, it will only make things worse." Queeg said.
"No, don't worry about me..." Elaine wanted to get angry, but he didn't have the energy to get angry.
"Muscles are paralyzed?" The Leopard Man young man said again: "Can I help you with a massage?"
"Say, I told you not to worry about me." Elaine really wanted to get angry, but even though she had no strength left, she still raised her fist feebly.
"Okay." Queeg then gave up and said, "Go out and ask for a hot towel."
"Whatever..." Elaine wished that Queeg would leave quickly so as not to disturb his rest here again.
He was so uncomfortable that he felt that his body was about to dissolve into a puddle of water - of course that was just an illusion. The Lord of Montpellier, Danglars, definitely did more than just inject an anesthetic into Elaine's body. There must be something else.
What kind of drug? From this feeling, it may be a slow-acting poison, a poison that destroys his physical ability, causing him to gradually lose the ability to resist as time goes by, and he can only lie in bed and be a random person.
The poison that destroys people at the mercy of people.
Lord Danglars wanted to imprison Elaine in a bed forever. Just the thought of this frightened the young White Lion man.
Of course, using that kind of chronic poisonous medicine only once will not have long-term effects. At best, it will only make Elaine feel temporarily uncomfortable. As long as he rests for a while, the toxins in his body will be eliminated.
Then he will regain his freedom of movement. All he needs now is patience.
However, it is still really uncomfortable.
Her body seemed to be melting. She was constantly sweating with chills, mixed with a low-grade fever. It was difficult to breathe, and her heartbeat was abnormally fast. Tears and mucus poured out of Elaine's eyes and nose involuntarily.
Wait... maybe this isn't a toxin at all. Is this just a cold?
However, the immunity of orcs is much stronger than that of humans. Is it really possible to catch a cold so easily?
But Elaine thought about the misfortunes he had suffered in the past few days. He soaked in the sea water for a night, went to bed before his hair was dry, then had a fierce battle, and then endured the curse, and the pain on his shoulder was still burning; and then suffered another
He received more curses and was poisoned by the Lord of Montpellier. Then he was tied to the bed and tortured severely with whips.
Okay. Thinking about it this way, it's a miracle that his body didn't completely collapse.
"Ugh..." Elaine, who was lying on the bed with a fever and thinking wildly, grunted like a wounded kitten.
Someone was pulling at Elaine's lion's whiskers, a young hand. The child exerted his strength without mercy, but at least he didn't pull off Elaine's cat whiskers.
"What's wrong with you, big brother?" The voice asked in a daze: "Are you sick?"
"Well..." Elaine replied vaguely: "It's so... so painful..."
"Is there anything I can do for you?" the voice asked again.
"You... can't help. No one... can't help..." Elaine said with tears in her eyes: "
I couldn't save anyone I tried to save.
All the things I wanted to do... came to nothing.
I want to find a home... but there is always... no place to stay.
I promised to rely on myself...but found...
Without the help of others...I can't even survive.
I'm cursed...it must be...cursed.
It's so painful...so painful.
I'm tired.
Or just...die like this.
Don’t cause trouble to anyone..."
"No!" said the child's voice.
Then Elaine vaguely felt that she was being hugged. Being held gently by the hands of a child. The other person was still young, so maybe there was no way to hold him tightly.
"Big brother, please come on." The child said: "I have lost everything just like you. I want to live on my own, but I can't help myself. I understand everything you said. I really understand. So——"
There were footsteps approaching, and when the child heard it, he immediately stopped talking.
"Huh?" When Queeg came back with a hot towel, he found the shadow of a human child running out of the room and disappearing without a trace.
"...Who?" Queeg didn't remember knowing the child, so he looked confused. But Elaine's matter was more important, so he didn't want to worry about the child who accidentally broke into the box, but went back to find Elaine.
"Wow." Seeing Elaine lying on the bed with tears and runny nose, flushed face and ears, looking very sick, Queeg was also shocked: "I'm really sick."
"Uh-huh-huh--" Elaine, who was gradually losing consciousness, could only hum.
Queeg then approached the white lion boy, wiped Elaine's tears and nose with a tissue, and applied a hot towel to Elaine's head. Apart from that, he really didn't know what to do and was a little anxious.
The cold medicine was provided, so he took one from the medical kit and asked Elaine to take it. However, this cold medicine was for humans, and God only knew how effective it would be.
Is it better to find a doctor to diagnose and treat Elaine? But Elaine is a doctor himself, and there is probably no better doctor than him in this country. It is even more unreasonable to rush to find a doctor on a ship.
Reality. Maybe what he needs is not a doctor, but a therapist.
"Treatment..." Queeg remembered what happened the night before departure.
"Is this good...?" He looked at Lawrence and asked a little surprised.
The other party said that he wanted to pass on the fire of the spell to him, and he thought it was some kind of powerful ritual. He really didn't expect that the so-called conveying the flame could be done so simply by just sitting there.
"That's it." Spellman Lawrence was already a little tired after using the [Spiritual Separation Ritual], so he answered a bit perfunctorily, "The boss asked me to share the fire of the Spell Fire between you two, so I will do it."
. But the fire of this magic fire is only a small flame, with very little power and not much it can do. You can dig out the rest by yourself. A magician must be self-reliant and learn and create original moves on his own.
, don’t rely too much on me."
"But, how to use it?" Quig even didn't understand what the magic fire was used for.
"In short, spells are prayers." Lawrence said: "Whether it is a blessing or a curse, the origin is the same. They are all prayers. Think of it as a little god, pray to it, keep praying, and let
It hears your thoughts. If you are pious enough, it will definitely respond to your request."
Curse is the technique of casting a curse. Whether it is casting a curse on yourself or casting a curse on others. There is no distinction between good and bad curses. Whether it is a curse or a blessing, it is all [curses]. Since there are things that can make people feel pain.
[Curse], naturally there are also [Blessings] that can heal others. In the end, it just depends on how the spell master uses the [Curse].
"Please... please..." Seeing Elaine being tortured by illness, Queeg knelt in front of the bed and prayed. He held the magic fire in his palms and prayed.
"Let him get better," he whispered.
It’s not like the fire of spells has been used for treatment before. But most of the spellcasters go astray and only think about cursing others and using spells to harm others. Once the extreme darkness arises in their hearts
Thoughts, the fire of the spell will also be contaminated by that darkness, and then it will be difficult to use it for treatment. Only those whose thoughts are as pure as saints, and who have never thought of harming others, can maintain that
To be pure, use the fire of magic to heal others.
Fire does not only bring destruction. Just like everything has its pros and cons, in addition to destruction and destruction, fire can also bring warmth and light to people.
[Warming Fire] - a healing spell. Even though he had not learned it specifically, Queeg naturally used it.
The fireball floats in the air, releasing light and heat at a very slow speed. The photons radiate out in an extremely slow and gentle way, just like the treatment techniques used by other therapists, it can stimulate the patient's body.
Stimulate the body's activity to achieve therapeutic effects.
Under the influence of this [warm fire], Elaine, who was originally suffering from illness and suffering, gradually became a little more relaxed.
However, he was also sweating more all over his body, almost like rain. The toxins and harmful substances in the body were being discharged through sweat. This should be Elaine's unconscious reactionary spell to detoxify himself. His
My clothes were soaked instantly, and even the sheets underneath me felt like they had been soaked by water, with the moisture spreading all over them.
"Not good." If Elaine is allowed to continue sweating like this, the white lion boy will probably catch a cold again. Queeg quickly took out a towel: "I'll wipe your sweat for you, okay?"
"Ugh..." Elaine didn't hear anything at all in her daze, she just hummed.
Queeg didn't care anymore, so he took off Elaine's shirt and began to wipe his body. And because Elaine was sweating profusely, the towel was soaked just after he put it on his chest, and he couldn't wipe away the sweat.
The effect. Queeg hurriedly ran out to retrieve a bucket, and wrung out a soaked towel next to the bucket. In this way, he kept wiping Elaine's body and taking care of the dying White Lion boy.
Around noon, Elaine slowly opened her eyes.
His body was still very heavy, but the pain and weakness that felt tight all over his body was gone, and he seemed to be able to exert a little more strength. He got up from the bed and found that he was only wearing a pair of underpants. He wondered if Queeg was taking advantage of him.
When he was unconscious, he was rude to him and was about to get angry. Then he saw Queeg sleeping in front of his bed, with a bucket almost full of water next to him. Elaine didn't understand what was going on at all.
What happened? I can only roughly guess that Queeg was wiping his body while he was unconscious. But why did he need to wipe his body? Can this replace taking a bath? And why did Elaine look at him after Queeg finished wiping him?
Instead, you feel sticky all over your body, as if you just sweated a lot?
I don't understand. I just don't care. The white lion boy crept out of bed without disturbing the sleeping Queeg. He found that even his pants were soaked with sweat. It was too uncomfortable, so he quickly changed his clothes.
.Queg slept so soundly that he was not woken up during the whole process.
After that, Elaine also found that she was going crazy with hunger, and she was screaming like a wild beast. Anyway, at noon, the land ship should provide some food before setting sail, right (three meals a day are also included in the cost of the ticket)?
Then go have a meal.
With this thought, Elaine put on clean and refreshing short-sleeved clothes, left Queeg behind, and moved to the ship's restaurant. Queeg could come to have lunch by himself after waking up. If he didn't come, it would just be packed for him.