The Dawn Cathedral was unusually crowded today. When Lin Li walked over, he saw more than 10 carriages parked outside the door. It looked like there was an endless stream of people and carriages. Lin Li could not help but feel puzzled. Although he had been cooped up in the Guild of Magic, it was not the first time he had passed by this place. However, he had never seen the Dawn Cathedral as crowded as it was today.
The Felan Kingdom was a land of magic. In this land, even children knew that becoming a mage was the best way out. They believed in the powerful elemental energy and yearned for the mysterious knowledge of magic. They were repeatedly taught from birth that they would work hard to learn magic knowledge and become a real mage.
Hundreds of years ago, the Brilliance Shrine had wanted to spread the doctrine of Holy Light to this land. However, what awaited them was not the grand occasion of the Holy Light shining on Felan, but an unprecedented and fierce resistance. From the members of the royal family to the commoners, no one was willing to believe in the Holy Light. None of them were devout believers. Their hearts had long been filled with magic, and there was not a single space left for the Holy Light.
An inn owner had once said that if a mage and a priest visited his inn at the same time, the mage would receive the best service, while the priest could only hide in the corner and eat black bread. This was the awkward situation of the doctrine of Holy Light in the Felan Kingdom.
The Brilliance Shrine's efforts for hundreds of years did not yield any results. In the end, even the pope had to angrily announce, "Let those damned heathens and their damned magic go to hell together!"
In the past 100 years, there were no priests who were willing to come to the Felan Kingdom anymore. This was because they knew in their hearts that it was meaningless to spread the Holy Light here. Even the most fervent believers had to admit that the people of this land had magical elements flowing in their blood. No matter how devout the believers were, no matter how many miracles there were, they would not be able to be reformed.
The Dawn Cathedral was one of the few cathedrals in the Felan Kingdom. The one in charge of spreading the doctrine here was Archbishop Ryan, an unlucky middle-aged fatty.
This middle-aged fatty was really unlucky. A level-15 priest with a bright future was exiled to a place like Alanna because he had offended a powerful figure in the Brilliance Shrine.
In this land, there was no market for level-20 priests, not to mention level-15 priests. No one cared about what the Holy Light was, and no one cared about the doctrine he was spreading. In Alanna, Ryan was more like a good doctor, and a free one at that. The only group of people who often stepped into the Dawn Cathedral were probably those low-level adventurers. Who could they look for if they did not want to spend money to treat their hands when they were injured from fighting magical beasts? Of course, it was Archbishop Ryan. At this time, his theurgy was rather effective …
As for how many of these low-level adventurers who had been cured were willing to listen to him spreading the doctrine of the Holy Light, only a ghost would know …
As for the leaders of the major forces in Alanna, none of them cared about him. In the eyes of those big shots, Ryan was just a pitiful worm. As a bishop of the Brilliance Shrine, he did not have any power, nor did he have any believers. Even if all of his possessions were added up, it would probably only be this Dawn Cathedral that was majestic and sacred on the outside, and cold on the inside.
Ryan's life was really miserable. After spreading the doctrine in Alanna for 20 years, the total number of believers added up would probably not exceed two digits. This kind of life was worse than death. In these 20 years, Ryan had thought of all sorts of ways to transfer away from this damned place. In the entire Brilliance Shrine, Ryan was definitely the most diligent bishop. In a year, he would not be in Alanna for at least six months. He would run around looking for connections and favors, all so that he could find an opportunity to transfer away from Alanna during the annual debriefing.
See, he went back last month …
Who knew that after Ryan left, the Dawn Cathedral would suddenly become lively. A few young pastors were busy attending to the big shots that came and went. So much so that Lin Li stood at the door for a full 10 minutes without any pastors coming to greet him. If it were in the past, not to mention the young pastors, even Ryan would personally come out to greet someone who came to his door …
Lin Li stood at the door for a long time, and could not stand it any longer. When a young pastor passed by, Lin Li hurriedly stopped him. "May I know if Archbishop Englos is here?"
"You are …" The young pastor looked at Lin Li with some wariness in his eyes. In this half a month, there were too many people looking for Archbishop Englos. Of course, none of them were devout believers, and none of them were willing to believe in the Holy Light. Without exception, these people who suddenly rushed into the Dawn Cathedral were all here to get the potions from Archbishop Englos.
It could not be helped. After all, Archbishop Englos was a Master of Pharmaceutics …
After more than 10 days, the few young pastors had long learned how to judge people.
For example, the mage in front of them looked unfamiliar and young, which meant that he did not have a high status. He was wearing an ordinary robe, which meant that he did not have much money. In addition, he looked anxious, which was most likely because his family or friends were injured …
Was there any need to say more about why he would come to the Dawn Cathedral with no status, no money, and his family or friends injured? In the past half a month, they had seen too many people like this.
"My name is Felic, I'm from the Guild of Magic."
"Oh …" A young priest nodded his head, and unceremoniously chased him away. "I'm sorry, Mr Mage, but Archbishop Englos is resting now. If you're here for the potion, I'd advise you not to waste your efforts. You're not the only one who came here for the potion in the past two weeks."
"…" Lin Li almost choked on his saliva. He wanted to defend himself, but seeing the confident look of the young pastor, Lin Li knew that it was useless. In the eyes of this young pastor, he had already become an unwelcome person.
If it were in the past, Lin Li would most likely turn around and leave. After all, there was no point in making life difficult for a few young priests. So be it if they were not welcomed. Anyway, he would not lose anything. However, he could not do so this time. Orrin was still lying on the sickbed. If he did not look for Englos, even if Hoffman was an expert in curses, he might not be able to save the weak Orrin.
"Move away!" In his anxiety, Lin Li could not care less. He reached out and pushed the two young pastors in front of him to the side. Then, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Lin Li dashed into the cathedral.
The Dawn Cathedral today was not the same as before. For more than 10 days, there were people begging for it every day. Even if the young pastors were ignored in the past, they had long gotten used to it. Seeing that this young mage did not know the rules, a few young pastors were instantly enraged. One of them was quick enough to grab Lin Li's robe, while the other blocked in front of Lin Li.
"Stop!"
"Move away!" His roommate who had been with him for two months was still lying on the sickbed, and he didn't even know if he was dead or alive. Lin Li had been suppressing his anger for a long time but had nowhere to vent it. Now that his robe was suddenly grabbed by someone, his anger flared up. He dashed towards the church without stopping and released a Repelling Spell without looking back.
The young pastor was only level-5, how could he withstand the power of an Archmage? In an instant, there was a muffled "bang", and the young pastor was sent flying by an irresistible force before he could even hold on to his robe. His whole body was like a stone, and he landed on the opposite street.
"Kid, I'm warning you, this is the Dawn Cathedral, the place of the Brilliance Shrine. If you dare to mess around, even the Guild of Magic may not be able to protect you!" The two young pastors at the side saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly threatened him.
"I'll say it again, move away!" Lin Li's eyes flashed fiercely, and a strong magical wave was emitted. If Mason or Kevin were here, they would probably know that it was bad. This fella was definitely angry, and if anyone stood in front of him, they would really die.
Unfortunately, the few young pastors did not know how dangerous the person standing in front of them was. Although they were a little afraid, they were emboldened by the thought of Archbishop Englos inside. The few young pastors blocked the door, and stared at Lin Li fearlessly.
Both parties were at loggerheads, and the entrance of the Dawn Cathedral was in chaos. There were a dozen carriages parked outside, and people peeked out from time to time to see who was so daring as to cause trouble at the Dawn Cathedral at this time. After all, the person in charge was not that useless Rayne, but one of the four archbishops of the Brilliance Shrine, Englos!
This young mage was going to be in big trouble.
While the group of people who were watching the commotion were whispering to each other, they suddenly felt a cold aura coming from afar. They looked back in shock, and saw an old man wrapped in a black robe, whose face was as pale as a corpse, alighting from a carriage.
"Sh * t, why is this old man here …" A few of the onlookers who knew the situation were shocked. They had seen this old man more than once or twice in the past 10 days, and he was a real monster who killed without batting an eyelid!
Almost at the same time the old man alighted from the carriage, the onlookers quickly retracted their heads, and started to worry for the young mage. What a pity, this young lad was doomed this time. Not only did he barge into the Dawn Cathedral, he also had to meet this half-human, half-undead monster. He was not an ordinary friend of Englos, and this young man was doomed. Who knew if he would be turned into a skeleton or a zombie, how pitiful …
No one thought that the young mage would actually laugh.
What was even more unexpected was that the old man, whose face was as pale as a zombie's, actually laughed too …
"Master Felic, what a coincidence!" Sendros could not help but laugh. Ever since the gathering at the Pharmacists Guild, he had been wanting to have a chat with this genius pharmacist. Unfortunately, he had gone to the Guild of Magic twice, but failed to meet him both times. However, he had heard a few days ago that the fatso, Hoffman, seemed to have reached some sort of agreement with this genius pharmacist.
Sendros felt that he could not wait any longer. If he continued to wait, this genius pharmacist who had shocked the pharmaceutical world in the Felan Kingdom would be poached by other forces. This was definitely not something that the Darkness Shrine wanted to see.
Today, he had come to the Dawn Cathedral to discuss with Englos about the possibility of the Darkness Shrine and Brilliance Shrine collaborating on this matter.
He didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that he managed to find the genius pharmacist before he even had the chance to discuss it with Englos. His luck was just like a pie falling from the sky. Not to mention the fact that Sendros was still a half-human, half-Undead monster, he would probably be grinning from ear to ear even if he became an Undead.
"Haha, good afternoon, Master Sendros." Lin Li smiled. He knew about the relationship between Sendros and Englos. Since Sendros was here, there shouldn't be a problem for him to meet Englos. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lin Li asked, "By the way, Master Sendros, you should be here to look for Archbishop Englos, right?"
"Yes, I happen to be free these few days, so I came to have a chat with him."
"That's great. I happen to have a small matter that I need Archbishop Englos's help with. Since Master Sendros is going in too, can you help me pass a message?"
"Why don't you go in yourself?" Sendros asked with a frown. There was some doubt in his voice. "If Englos knows that you are here, he will be very happy."
"Well …" Lin Li did not say anything, and merely smiled helplessly.
How could Sendros not understand Lin Li's helplessness?
"Is it you guys?" When Sendros stared at the young priests, there was no expression on his pale face. However, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
"Master Sendros … We … We really did not know that this mage knows you …" The young priests were really scared out of their wits. They did not expect that this young mage who did not seem to have any status would know someone like Sendros.
What the hell …
Who was Sendros? He was a terrifying existence that controlled thousands of Undead Creatures. He would definitely kill without batting an eyelid. To him, life was just a consumable that was used to provide nutrients for his Undead Creatures. In the documents of the Brilliance Shrine, Sendros had long been portrayed as a demon whose hands were stained with blood. There were at least 10 massacres that he had committed, and there were at least thousands of deaths in each of them.
Who would not be afraid of such a person? Although the young priests were devout believers, they were not fanatical enough to be devout. Facing a figure like Sendros, they were equally terrified and terrified that the half-human, half-Undead monster would kill them, and then use evil magic to turn them into Undead creatures.
Moreover, he was Archbishop Englos's friend.
That's right, they were friends.
Those who did not know the inside story would never be able to understand how a mage who controlled Undead Creatures and a priest who believed in Holy Light could become friends. However, regardless of whether they understood it or not, there was no doubt that the two of them were friends. Besides, their friendship was frighteningly strong. Everyone knew that the evil Necromancer Sendros could influence Englos' decisions to a large extent.
He did not even need to do anything himself. He only needed to say a word to send these young priests into an abyss of eternal damnation.
The young priests' faces were pale. When they looked at Lin Li, there was a hint of pleading in their eyes.
They knew that the only person they could count on now was Lin Li. As long as he was willing to plead on their behalf, they would be able to survive Sendros' attack. They could no longer be bothered with the previous conflict and obstructions. Anyway, what did it matter if they embarrassed themselves as long as they could stay alive?
"Actually, it's nothing much. It's just a small misunderstanding. It's fine as long as I explain it clearly, "Lin Li naturally would not stoop to the level of these young priests. He simply smiled and let the matter go." By the way, aren't you looking for Archbishop Englos? Why don't we go together? "
"Sure." Given Sendros's intelligence, how could he not understand that Lin Li was pleading for the young priests? However, since he had already spoken, Sendros naturally would not go against him for the sake of these young priests. He immediately nodded, and entered the Dawn Cathedral without the young priests leading the way.
"Englos, look who I've brought!"
"Sendros, why are you free to visit me today?"
"Haha, I'm not here just to see you this time. I've brought you an incredible guest!" Seeing his old friend Englos, even this half-human, half-undead monster seemed to have a little more humanity. His pale face twitched twice, and he squeezed out an expression that might have been a smile.
Englos raised his head in confusion, and then revealed a surprised smile. "Master Felic, I didn't expect you to come to the Dawn Cathedral. I've just gone to the Guild of Magic to look for you a few days ago, but unfortunately, you haven't returned even after two visits …"
"Hehe, Archbishop Englos, you're too kind. In front of the two of you, I'm not worthy of being called a master. You can just call me Felic."
"No, no, no …" Englos invited the two of them into the guest room, and solemnly said, "What you've solved is a problem that no pharmacist in the entire Felan Kingdom has been able to solve. Just this alone makes you worthy of being called a master. Oh, yes, Master Felic, why are you so free today to visit me at the Dawn Cathedral?"
"Erm …" Lin Li scratched his head, and did not hide anything. "I have a friend who has been cursed, and I'd like to ask Archbishop Englos for help. Do you have the time?"
"Of course I can help, but to be honest, Master Felic, I'm not good with curses. Rather than looking for me, why don't you look for Hoffman? He's the real expert in curses."
"I've already asked someone to look for Mr. Hoffman, but this time, my friend's condition is more complicated. Not only is he cursed, but he's also severely injured. I'm afraid that he won't be able to take it when the curse is lifted, so I'd like to ask for your help to treat his body with theurgy."
"That's not a problem …" Englos nodded. As one of the four archbishops of the Brilliance Shrine, his mastery of theurgy was naturally not something that Ryan and the rest could compare to. No matter how serious the injury was, he could easily heal it.
"That's great!"
"Oh, yes, Master Felic, can I ask what kind of curse your friend has been cursed with?"
"I'm really not too sure about that. I can only deduce it based on his reaction. Oh, yes, that curse is very strange. It's like black smoke that is constantly emitting from the wound, and I can feel that the curse is weakening my friend bit by bit. I'm afraid that he won't be able to hold on for much longer …"
"I see …" Englos nodded, and fell into deep thought again.
Just as Englos was racking his brains, Sendros suddenly interjected, "If I didn't guess wrongly, your friend has probably been unconscious all this while, right?"
"How did you know?"
"That's right …" Sendros did not answer, and only continued, "I've seen this kind of curse before. It's called the Dry Soul Curse, and it's a secret skill passed down from the Dark Age. I remember there was an introduction to it in a Necromagic book. The book said that this is a true demon. When you can master it, it will provide you with great power. But, if you can't master it, this demon will devour you in an instant."
"Do you mean that this Dry Soul Curse is actually like the bite of mana? If it can't hurt the enemy, it will hurt itself?" Lin Li frowned when he heard this. Upon hearing this, Lin Li immediately frowned. Could it be that the Dry Soul Curse was not cast by Gryffindor, but because Orrin had learned some forbidden magic?
"Yes, something like that …" Sendros said, and shook his head. "To be honest, Master Felic, this kind of curse is the most troublesome. It has existed for many years, and has long been integrated into the bloodline. Even if I know the principle behind it, I don't know how to get rid of it."
"Sendros, don't say that. Maybe Hoffman has a way." Englos glared at his old friend. This fella was really too much. He had been an Undead for decades, but his character had not changed at all. He would always say the worst and the worst ending. Although he was right sometimes, it did not make people feel comfortable listening to him.
"I hope so …" Sendros nodded reluctantly, but his expression showed that he did not think much of it.
"Archbishop Englos, do you have time now? If it's possible, can you go and take a look yourself? I'm afraid my friend can't wait for long … "After hearing Sendros' words, Lin Li could not sit still anymore.
"No problem." Englos was very straightforward, and agreed without hesitation.
"Why don't I go and take a look too?" Sendros stood up as well.
"Alright, please follow me."
The three of them came out of the Dawn Cathedral, and called for a carriage to go straight to the Guild of Magic. There were only a few young priests and a group of bored onlookers who were discussing and guessing who this young mage was. It was not a joke for him to be able to get the help of two influential figures from the Brilliance Shrine and the Darkness Shrine. Englos was one of the archbishops of the Brilliance Shrine, and Sendros was in charge of the Darkness Shrine. Both of their statuses could not be any higher. To be able to get both of them to help at the same time, it was probably a privilege that even His Majesty the King would not be able to enjoy.
It was especially so for the few young priests. They looked at the departing carriage, and broke out in cold sweat. If they had known that this young mage had such a powerful background, they would not have dared to stop him even if they were beaten to death. Weren't they courting death?
The carriage stopped outside the guild hall, and the two old men saw a familiar figure as soon as they got off the carriage.
"Haha, Hoffman. You're here too?" Hoffman's round figure was too eye-catching. Sendros recognized him from the crowd the moment he got off the carriage. "Why? Why aren't you going back to the Breezy Plains to look after your daughter? Be careful of some blind lad who seduces her."
"F * ck, Sendros, you shameless old skeleton. I'll get someone to poison your food sooner or later …" Hoffman was halfway through his scolding when he suddenly remembered that the half-human monster in front of him did not need to eat at all. Hence, he scolded angrily, "No … You shameless old skeleton does not need to eat at all. You'd better scram back to your grave and gnaw on corpses. I feel awkward standing beside you …"
"…" Lin Li felt a headache when he heard the two old men scolding each other. He had no choice but to step forward to mediate. "You two, you two, mind your image!"
"Yes, Master Felic is right. I'm a successful man. I can't be calculative with a half-human monster like you …" Hoffman scolded as he entered the guild hall.
"This fella …" Sendros and Englos shook their heads at the same time, and followed him in.
Lin Li led the way, and brought the three of them to the guild's medical room. On the way, he took the time to explain the situation to Hoffman.
"F * ck, it's the Dry Soul Curse. We're in big trouble now …" Hoffman immediately knew what was going on after hearing Lin Li's description. At that moment, he could not help but frown.
"What's the matter, Master Hoffman? Even you can't do anything about the Dry Soul Curse?" Lin Li's heart tightened when he saw Hoffman's expression. If even this expert in curses could not do anything about it, then Orrin would probably be in deep trouble.
"It's not that there's no way, but it's more troublesome …" Hoffman said as he shook his head. He did not say that Lin Li would definitely die, but the frown on his chubby face did not loosen.
"You mean …"
"I mean …" Hoffman stopped halfway through his sentence. "Forget it. Let's take a look at your friend first. Maybe the situation is not as serious as we thought."
"Yes."
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