...Lying on the quiet isolation ward bed, Barry felt that every breath was like a difficult battle.
The air seed to beco incredibly heavy, struggling to squeeze into his lungs and slowly exhale, bringing endless fatigue.
His chest felt as though a giant stone weighed upon it, waves of dull pain assaulted him, his heartbeat erratically sped up and slowed, his vision blurred, and the silent isolation ward beca illusory and distant.
He knew that his life was quietly slipping away like the sands in an hourglass.
After struggling for life for three years, his instincts wanted to reach out for sothing, but his limbs felt as heavy as lead, making it difficult to move even a single finger.
Barry originally thought that after painfully sending off his wife and children, he would not fear being alone, he thought he had been waiting for this mont.
But when death seed to engulf him like a tide, being slowly swallowed by despair, a tear still welled up in his eye.
He did not resent his companions for pushing him into the ward alone, because he knew what kind of evil and loathso figure he would beco after death.
But the attachnt to life made Barry mumble the ancient na of the God of Dawn, praying for rciful release...
A beam of light suddenly lit up in the pitch-black vision.
What is that... what is it?
Mysterious warmth flowed throughout his body.
Pain... is disappearing....
His originally blurred vision caught sight of a pair of pitch-black but glowing holy white eyes.
Above them, the golden pattern resembled a third eye....
...that is, Suviel’s divine marking...
God of... Dawn...
...
Lowering the wrist of the slowly waking patient, Leon felt the slight supplent of magic elents within himself, the original discomfort growing heavier with ti slightly eased.
Saving the patient from critical danger all the way through, this was already the seventeenth and the last severely ill patient here.
He stepped aside to allow the minor surviving patients from whom magic elents had been extracted to care for the recovered patient, simultaneously estimating the magic elents entering his body.
If the normal amount of magic elent energy within himself was likened to a value-100 magic power pool, then the magic elents within these respiratory disease patients’ severely ill bodies fluctuated around a quantity of 0.1.
For the minor patients who hadn’t beco gravely ill, it was even less.
This ant that the magic elents he absorbed from ordinary patients were not enough to compensate for the magic power consud in casting spells.
Thus, undergoing such insufficient energy intake when absorbing power one by one made Leon realize he needed to find a way to improve the energy exchange ratio.
Leaving the isolation ward, Leon sighed and marveled at how such thin magic elents, having perated all things here, had unexpectedly beco the lethal poison exterminating the beings of this different plane.
Countless creatures, unable to adapt and evolve amid this abrupt environntal upheaval, rushed into extinction thoroughly; if the survivors’ words were accurate, then on this land, only a very few lucky humans and flora and fauna who survived physical mutations, along with those transford into undead bloodline creatures, could still continue to exist.
But if this status continues, as the degree of plane convergence increases, the magic elent concentration of this world might continue to rise until it utterly kills all surviving living beings...
During his thoughts as he walked out of the ward, Leon halted his steps and looked toward the waiting female officer outside.
The other’s eyes showed several tis of hesitation, seemingly feeling particularly urgent.
"Madam, do you have sothing to say?" Leon asked.
"I’m Sasha, I apologize for my previous attitude, Envoy."
Her tone was no longer so tough and wary, as though changing from a soldier to an ordinary woman.
"I said, it’s unnecessary to address like that, just call Leon; do you need my help?"
Leon discerned the reason for the other’s abrupt change in attitude, instantly guessing nine out of ten.
Given the current situation, it was unlikely there were other reasons besides the fact that the other party required assistance from him.
"....I... I ask you to save my child as soon as possible, I’m willing to pay any price for it." Witnessing the truth in Rousseau’s words about individuals from the exotic realm indeed alleviating many patients’ pain, Sasha lowered her head in shaful plea.
Leon shrugged his shoulders: "I don’t need any price; mutual help is the foundation of cooperation, not to ntion we have a common enemy; ti is of the essence. Please arrange transportation to take and my companions there." He added, providing a reminder: "It’s not just your child, all the survivors I can help will receive aid. However, this requires a sufficiently spacious location, and so... how to put it, so simple alchemy materials.
Whether your world possesses these things, I will write a list; please help collect similar items, and I will find ways to collectively ’treat’ them, treating individually is simply too inefficient."
"Understood! I will start handling it imdiately." Sasha’s expression beca extrely excited after receiving the response; she straightened her body and perford a peculiar military salute with clasped wrists.
"I will definitely rember your kindness." The female soldier swore with conviction.
Leon didn’t say much else, politely returning the knight’s gesture.
Though rely a temporary solution, dispelling the pain of respiratory diseases was enough to earn the trust of local survivors.
Cooperating with the local people who seed similar in race was far more reliable than partnering with those bloodline creatures committing bestial acts.
Montarily parting ways with her, Leon planned to take advantage of his free ti to return to the officer quarters to organize his thoughts.
On the way back, the survivors seed to be beside the corridors, looking significantly more spirited. Almost all of them had put down their work, their eyes fervently and continuously greeting Leon in excitent, even though Leon couldn’t understand them, he knew they were expressing gratitude towards him.
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