The woman lying on the bed, even though she was unconscious, still looked very heroic.
It was Carveline.
After receiving Greya's approval, Alan happily returned to his temporary residence and brought Carveline and Sinehowze to Fangling Pavilion.
"I hope you can save Carveline, Lady Greya." Sinehowze bowed to Greya with a worried look.
Even though Carvelly had just fainted, Sinehowze had a feeling that Carvelly's injuries would be irreparable if she stayed unconscious for even an hour.
Greya looked at Carveline. "Let me check on her first."
She reached out a hand to touch Carveline. However, before his hand could touch her skin, the red armor on Carveline's body seemed to have turned into liquid. It quickly flowed all over Carveline's body, and sharp spikes grew out of it.
This kind of strange change made everyone very surprised.
"Automatically changing form and protecting its owner? Is this the effect of the Shepherd Coat? "Shan asked curiously.
"Yes." Shirley was the one who replied. Her eyes were glowing as she stared at the Shepherd God's robe covetously. She sighed. She really did want to 'borrow' the Shepherd God's coat for a few days, but it was a pity that it belonged to the Shepherd God Clan. If she took it and the Shepherd God Clan decided to pursue the matter, not even her mentor would be able to hold her accountable.
"If the coat protects its owner, how should we check her condition?" Shan asked.
Greya could destroy the coat with brute force, but that would not be worth it.
Sinehowze walked to Carveline's bedside and whispered, "Don't worry. We're just checking on Carveline. You can feel it yourself. She's in a terrible condition."
Shan looked at Sinehowze in confusion. You're right. But can a coat understand you?
Under Sinehowze's whisper, the coat slowly changed from a barbed armor to several thin pieces of white cloth, which only covered Carveline's towering breasts and the valley below.
Shan looked at this scene with question marks all over her head. "That works? Don't tell me this shirt has become a spirit like Sailum's book? "
No one answered her, because those who could answer her question were all immersed in their own thoughts at this moment.
Greya reached out a hand to touch Carveline's shoulder to see if she could find out more about the girl's condition. The moment he touched her skin, Carveline's body trembled. Her originally calm face suddenly showed some pain. Her eyebrows unconsciously knitted together, and her forehead was covered with sweat in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Greya thought of something and quickly rubbed Carveline's body. Carveline's exposed skin became wet and slippery, covered in sweat.
Greya stopped rubbing Carveline and fell into deep thought.
"Something's wrong," Angor said with a serious look.
Leon stood beside Angor. He was a little embarrassed to look at Carvelly's exposed body. Also, Carvelly's womanly scent made him even more nervous. Hearing Angor's question, he took a step back and looked at Angor. "What's wrong?"
"It's the scent," Angor answered.
Since Greya had been in deep thought, everyone heard Angor's words when they couldn't get an answer.
"What's wrong with the scent? Is it poisonous? "
Sinehowze also looked at Angor curiously, hoping to get some information from him.
Angor didn't say anything. He already had an idea, but he wasn't sure if it was correct.
When Sinehowze brought Carveline to Brothel, Angor already felt something was off when he saw the unconscious Carveline lying on the bed. His sharp energy senses noticed that Carveline's body was emitting a faintly discernible and alluring aura.
At first, Angor didn't know what was going on. He thought it was Carveline's unique pheromone.
But when Greya started rubbing Carveline's body, Angor got even more confused.
The way Greya rubbed Carveline's body didn't feel like she was examining a human being. Instead, it felt more like she was massaging meat before cooking.
Angor was even more certain that Greya was massaging "food" when he sensed Carveline's scent.
"Use a special method to press food together with Gourmet energy. Not only can it improve the texture of the food, but it can also bring out the flavor of the food from inside out," Greya told Angor about this when she was making food.
It was the perfect description for the current situation.
Angor smelled the sweet scent coming from Carveline's body. He finally understood why he sensed Carveline's alluring aura. It wasn't pheromone. It was the scent of "food".
However, Angor had never eaten a human before, so he didn't associate Carveline with "food" at first.
But now, he understood what was going on.
Greya slowly rose to her feet with a strange look on her face.
Since she couldn't get an answer from Angor, Sinehowze turned to Greya and asked, "How's Carveline doing, Lady Greya?"
"Not so good," Greya answered right away.
"Is it because of the food?" Angor asked.
Greya nodded and gave Angor an approving look. "I didn't think you'd notice it before Sinehowze did. Looks like you're quite talented in Gourmet Studies after all."
Angor's serious expression quickly turned into a smile. "I think so too. I've been tinkering with the Mana Bread recently, and it tastes better than before. Do you want to try it later?"
Greya's smile froze on her face. Whenever she thought about the Mana Bread, she immediately smelled something stinky and moldy sock.
"Nah, I'll pass. I can give it to Toby as a reward for his hard work."
Toby, who was resting on Angor's shoulder, suddenly got annoyed. Toby's feathers bristled when he heard Greya's words.
"Look, it's smiling so happily. It's already showing off its feathers. You can make more Mana Bread with different flavors as a reward. Rich, savory, savory, all of them. "
The more Greya talked, the angrier Toby became. Only Angor and Greya understood what Toby meant. The others didn't know what Toby was talking about, but they could tell that Toby was angry, not happy.
Leon couldn't help but look at Toby's serious expression. What kind of magic did Angor's Mana Bread have that made Toby so resistant to it?
Before Toby could turn into a griffin to show off his anger, Greya quickly changed the topic back to the topic at hand.
"Angor's right. It's because of the food." Greya looked at Sinehowze and Alan.
"Is it because of the food?" Alan asked.
Greya shook her head. "I mean, someone is trying to turn Carvelly into food. You know, a living food ingredient."
Greya's words caused everyone to fall silent for several seconds.
Lyon suddenly felt nauseous. During the war between Goldfinch and Heylan, he had seen refugees secretly eating humans when they were starving. However, that was because he had no choice but to touch the bottom line of being a human. Now, someone was directly using living people as food. This greatly impacted Leon's worldview that he had established in the past.
Lyon was the only one who felt uncomfortable. Even Sinehowze only furrowed her brows a little.
It wasn't that they couldn't accept cannibalism. There were worse things in the wizarding world. After experiencing enough of them, they gradually calmed down.
Still, it wasn't because they didn't respect their own principles. However, on this long and endless path of adepts, the bottom line of looking at others was constantly bowing down to reality and … compromising with the passing of the river of time.
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