Dr. Schneider did not stay in the hospital. His problem was not something that ordinary doctors could treat. When Shade and the old priest saw him in the doctor's bedroom on the third floor of the clinic, he was leaning weakly against the head of the bed in his pajamas, talking to Miss Annatte and Miss Louisa who had arrived earlier.
There were two chairs beside the bed, obviously prepared for two gentlemen.
The layout of the doctor's bedroom is very similar to that of the deceased detective Sparrow's bedroom, with a four-poster bed with curtains placed on the wall of the bedroom, surrounded by bookshelves, wardrobes and desks. Even the lotus-shaped gas lamp on the desk is similar in shape, but the doctor's is obviously more expensive.
Xia De saw the gear knob on the side of the metal tool, which meant that the desk lamp could finely adjust the brightness. This could be considered a typical representative machine of the steam age.
“You’re here.”
Bill Schneider looked at the priest and the detective with a pale face as they walked in. He tried to sit up straight, but unfortunately failed.
Miss Annatte and Miss Louisa also stood up to greet the two men. The former just looked at Shad, as if last night's conversation never happened, while the latter looked completely recovered. The girls were much luckier than the doctor.
When Xia De chose a chair and sat down, he glanced around the room and didn't see any gifts or anything like that. It seemed that the female fortune teller and the female writer came to visit the patient empty-handed. This discovery made Xia De very happy.
"I'm glad to see you all here."
The doctor said in a low voice, watching Shad and the priest sit down.
"Bill, please stop talking. How is he doing?"
Father Augustus asked Miss Annat, and the lady with short brown hair replied with some annoyance:
"He used the Word of Ascension forcefully without any preparation. The damage to his body is not serious, as your potion can cure it. What's strange is that his life span did not decline, but his mind and soul suffered extraordinary damage."
Xia De thought of the smell of sulfur he smelled at that time, and the injured doctor smiled awkwardly. Fortunately, no one asked him about this issue.
"Then, the only solution I can think of is Holy Water No. 2 or No. 1, which can solve this problem completely harmlessly."
Father Augustus said that he was the best potion-maker in the group and also served as the group's healer. After all, Dr. Schneider was a doctor, but he was also a psychiatrist.
"Holy water?"
It was the first time that Xia De heard this term. Miss Louisa explained to him in a low voice:
"The Church of Nature has a set of five relics, ranging from poet level to angel level, which are said to be five angel statues. Soaking them in dew can transform the dew into holy water with different effects, which are called Holy Water No. 5 to No. 1.
The holy water itself is a very effective potion, and it has a strong effect of exorcising evil spirits. After proper mixing, it can be used to prepare a variety of potions. Among them, the No. 1 holy water will not flow out, and the No. 2 holy water has been agreed by the Five Gods Church and is the standard material for the ring warlock team of the Orthodox Church. Doctors, injuries that require treatment of the soul, may require similar potions to heal. Otherwise, it is more precious potions or relics. "
"Is there any stock in the local black market recently?"
Father Augustus asked worriedly, hunching over his chair.
Miss Louisa explained in a low voice:
"It is said that the expensive holy water that occasionally appears on the local black market is released for sale by the church."
"Not yet, but I contacted a friend in Carson Rick, and he has some stock, but it will take at least a month to ship it."
Miss Anat replied.
“Is there any other way?”
Shade also joined the conversation, but Father Augustus shook his head:
"If he rests, Bill may not be able to get out of bed until the end of the year. Our team once had a clerical-level healing relic, a doctor's severed hand, that could heal the soul, but unfortunately it was lost in a fight with others last year. The academy can think of a solution, but the academy's solution is usually... very expensive. This is not an ordinary injury, it is an injury to the soul and spirit, and even your blood-sucking ring cannot heal it."
"The blood-sucking ring is destroyed. When I faced the Shadow of the Evil God yesterday, both of my relics were destroyed."
Shade said regretfully.
"That's normal, Shad, you're really brave."
The doctor forced a smile at Shade:
"You saved us all at Lakeview Manor."
"Some special healing magic, spells or divine arts can also heal the wounds of the soul and spirit, but we are not good at this kind of ability."
Father Augustus continued.
"Among the free magic skills the academy gave me, Scindia's Silver Moon Gift should be a healing ability, and it specializes in the healing of the mind and soul. I have already learned it last night."
Xia De said that the divine afterglow state and the increased understanding of Silver Moon made him very confident in this ability. It was a pity that this ability could only be used at night.
The afterglow of divinity does not make you omnipotent. I think you need to at least reach the third level before you can use magic to affect the doctor's condition.
The whispering voice reminded.
"The words of Silver Moon's gift..."
Miss writer Luisa thought about it and realized that except for the seriously injured doctor, the female writer from the fourth ring was the strongest in the group:
"This should work, but you are only a first-level warlock, so I don't think it will be very useful. Otherwise, you wouldn't need No. 2 or No. 1 holy water."
Her opinion was consistent with the woman's voice in Shad's head.
Miss Louisa then gave the following instructions:
"Then we have to think of other ways, Anat, go to Old John later. Priest, please ask whether the Church of Nature will release the next batch of holy water recently. When I go back, I will read the ancient fairy tale "The Healing Fountain" several times to see if I can obtain the magic of healing.
As for you, detective... stay out of sight for the next few days."
The four of them looked at Xia De. Xia De hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to talk about this topic:
"That last Silver Moon Slash that night..."
"No need to explain. Everyone has their own secrets. And, it's thanks to you that you killed Lazoya, otherwise our identities would have been exposed. We are even facing the pursuit of Mercury Blood, and maybe the Blood Spirit School. The priest wrote about this."
Doctor Schneider said this while leaning against the bedside table. He coughed and Father Augustus hurriedly handed him a cup of tea. It was not tea, but some dark medicine that smelled of mint.
"What exactly is the Blood Spirit School? I've heard of this organization more than once recently, but I don't know much about it."
Xia De asked again. Miss Anat, who was from the Prophet Association, provided more information:
"Some data indicate that the Blood Spirit School can be traced back to before the Lost Third Age. This organization specializes in the abilities of flesh and blood, and was already quite active during the Fifth Age of the Witches. They tried to purify the blood..."
The female fortune teller paused for a moment, wondering whether she should continue:
"To make humans evolve. This group of people believes that our current Sixth Age is the lost Bronze Age, and that only by purifying blood until it turns golden and tracing back to the most primitive power of human bloodline in the ancient age can we achieve the ultimate evolution of humans and create 'Golden Humans'. Of course, there is no evidence to prove these claims."
"Not only that, the Blood Spirit School was hunted down by secular forces and the Five Gods Church because of its large number of human experiments, killings, and sabotage. Several decades ago, the main body of the organization moved to the New World. Only a few bases remain in the Kingdom of Draerion in the Old World."
Miss Louisa said.
"Also, there is a thirteenth-ring warlock in the Blood Spirit School, the 78-year-old 'Bloodweeper' Hermons. He is very powerful. If he had not been ambushed and seriously injured by the Orthodox Church when he was at the twelfth ring thirty years ago, the Blood Spirit School would not have been so low-key in recent decades."
The priest also said that the other people in the group seemed to have different understandings of the organization.