When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 282

Chapter 282: Chapter 199: Soone Co Quick, Spread the Word!

Chapter 282: Chapter 199: Soone Co Quick, Spread the Word!

Under Aiwass’s ergency treatnt, the injured finally held on until the church’s priests arrived at the scene.

Even Bishop Mathers rushed over.

They even started contacting the Royal Law University—if there was still not enough manpower, they would have to directly bring over a truckload of students to help.

Illumination Art required the palm to touch the other person’s forehead, back of the head, or heart, injecting the light drawn from the burning life of the priest into them.

Among these, dispelling curses required touching the back of the head, and healing wounds was the heart.

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Therefore, it was really inconvenient for him to sit in a wheelchair, so he simply did not let the Shadow Demon co back.

It stayed in Lily’s shadow…

Fortunately, the Shadow Demon did not create mischief, did not perform in front of everyone, and did not show off its presence or anything.

Instead, it stayed quietly with Lily, watching Aiwass treat the injured and occasionally helping out when needed.

The fuel for Illumination Art, apart from light-based mana, also included the caster’s life force.

Excessive use of Illumination Art could cause harm and deplete one’s own body.

The aged appearance of Bishop Mathers the first ti he appeared before Aiwass was the result of using too much Illumination Art in a short period of ti.

And that’s when the Fire Rite Skill was needed, consuming mana to quickly self-heal.

Therefore, the total amount of injuries a priest could heal was limited.

For the slightly lighter injuries, it was better to leave them to the students to practice—they could at least not make things worse.

When Aiwass had almost used up all this mana, he began to pray to the Candle Master.

He repeated this process twice until his mana was completely drained.

Only when he could no longer pray for mana did he finally stop.

Aiwass’s face bore the visible weariness and weakness.

But his eyes sparkled with joy and satisfaction—

Because with his help, those who had been knocked down, gravely injured…

and even those whose hearts had stopped for a while, had all recovered their health.

Despite the enormous scale of the attack, in the end, not a single life was lost.

Even the Inspector, who had been “killed in action” as seen within the “Eye of Avalon” by the Great Guardian, was forcefully brought back by Aiwass.

“I am truly grateful, Lord Moriarty…”

Director Taya, whom Aiwass had “resurrected”, stood by his side, full of gratitude: “Without you, I don’t know how much chaos would have ensued this ti…

and I am also very grateful to you for saving .”

She said this, unconsciously touching her own abdon.

And I am very grateful for the extra treatnt you gave —but she was too embarrassed to say it in front of so many people, and could only repeat like a broken record, “I am truly grateful…”

Aiwass nodded slightly, wearied: “It’s nothing.”

—Now, in the entire Supervisory Bureau, all the wounded were standing.

It was Aiwass who now looked the closest to collapsing.

The ordinary people also wanted to express their gratitude to Aiwass, but they were held back by the Inspectors, who had regained their health and stood up.

They didn’t want to disturb Aiwass’s rest…

he was already very tired.

These ordinary people were actually the group most severely affected during the crisis.

Because those from Noble Red had deliberately attacked them—perhaps to create chaos or possibly out of the Giants’ malice or vengeful spirit.

Aiwass even saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, her body nearly mangled by the Demon Dogs.

Her face was no longer recognizable as human, and her body had been rendered a bloody blur.

Aiwass helped her dispel the virus, healed her wounds, and then used so extra mana to completely remove her scars.

For the girl, such ugly scars on her face, chest, and back were a source of imnse sadness.

Therefore, even though she did not ask Aiwass for help, he voluntarily provided her with complete treatnt.

Or rather, it was precisely because she did not ask Aiwass—that such a sensible and good child deserved it even more.

After all, Aiwass prioritized treating those with the most severe injuries, and by the ti he got to her, he had little mana left.

To the average person, Aiwass could even be said to have “resurrected” a dozen or so people.

Many of them had even experienced near-death experiences and were pulled back by Aiwass.

—It was practically a miracle.

Because most people never co into contact with healing of this magnitude.

While the church has healing thods, priests are usually not allowed to fully cure soone.

Because a priest’s mana is scarce, if they use a lot of it to heal one person, they would be helpless for all the others who co asking for help that day.

For most people, they could at most receive “a standard unit” of healing.

They line up, and then the priest lights up Illumination Art, giving each person a minor touch of blue.

A quick boost is about all they get, they can’t expect to be fully healed—if you’re fully healed, what happens when others get into trouble?

Each person gets a quick touch, at most together with a hymn, receiving a group blessing, then off to recover slowly back ho.

A district-level church at most would have one bishop leading seven or eight priests.

To treat casualties of such “resurrecting from the dead” caliber, just two could exhaust a bishop’s mana for a day.

Not to ntion helping them remove scars and old injuries…

that would need a favor to possibly get a bishop-level priest to take a day off for your special treatnt.

Aiwass was able only to heal them thanks to the vessel entries and Little Butterfly’s efficient group healing.

Otherwise, he absolutely couldn’t have saved so many people.

He couldn’t help but feel grateful…

it was a good thing that he had sealed Little Butterfly away.

So many people were able to survive solely because of Aiwass…

that could certainly be said to give a sense of achievent.

Aiwass still liked this feeling very much.

It was also the reason he enjoyed playing a healer in gas.

Although he didn’t consider himself a particularly good person, he didn’t resist doing good deeds either.

Aiwass just didn’t like doing those “good deeds” that didn’t yield results or weren’t certain to succeed.

As long as he was confident he could do it, and that the deed was within his capacity, he would be willing to take risks, spend money, consu mana, or even burn his life force to help others—mostly, those he had helped before fell within this category.

If it was beyond his abilities, or he had no clue how to proceed, then he wouldn’t force himself to do it.

Instead, he would outright refuse.

In this regard, Aiwass was quite the opposite of Sherlock.

Aiwass didn’t enjoy “puzzles” as much as he did.

And as a healing player, to see teammates on the brink of death recover to full health under his care, that feeling gave him a sense of accomplishnt…

there was a sort of redemptive quality in bringing them back from the dead.

When Aiwass was a child, he liked to play healing roles in gas.

When he played online gas in elentary school, after learning how to heal, he would stay in the main city and rush to help players with incomplete health bars by topping them up.

If he saw soone without buffs, he’d apply one for them, and then celebrate the completion of the healing with a happy or jumping emoticon.

The other players would probably stop and send a thank you.

In gas that had a cooking feature, he would also give food to new players on the roadside, and most of the ti they would respond with a thank you.

This feeling of being able to help others with just a flick of the fingers brought joy to Aiwass.

Perhaps it’s also why he almost always managed to make a bunch of new friends in whatever gas he played.

But in the world of “Ring of Ouroboros”, healing abilities were quite scarce.

Health points in this ga were very valuable.

The healing output was generally low, and even the health potions didn’t restore much.

The tanks in this ga weren’t of the traditional MMO type that soak up damage…

but rather mitigated damage through evasion, parrying, blocking, shields, and the like.

DPS professions were even more focused on dodging and emphasized positioning and timing over standing still and dealing big numbers—only a surviving DPS can deal damage.

After leveling up, the DPS professions were basically like cloth-wearing classes, as fragile as paper, and the armor-wearing classes, like paper folded in half.

Today, Aiwass had healed people to the point of dizziness and instability, feeling so weak that he was breathless when speaking.

Even his hair had turned half white, and his cheeks were slightly sunken in, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

——Fortunately, he had his own wheelchair, so he could lie down and rest imdiately.

Now the purpose of the wheelchair was truly apparent!

Although he looked frightening, in reality, it was not a big problem.

After a good night’s sleep and a full restoration of mana, followed by a Rite of Fire, he would recover.

And this act of self-sacrifice by Aiwass would surely be acknowledged by the Path of Devotion.

But at least for today, he clearly was not going to be able to return to his dorm.

He was in no state to protect himself in case sothing happened—this is at least what Bishop Mathers thought.

And since the Guardian had already gone back to the Hall of Silver and Tin to report the situation, it would be inappropriate for Aiwass to stay at his place.

So, after so thought, Bishop Mathers decided to take Aiwass and Lily back to his ho.

And as people watched Aiwass leave, their faces were filled with respect and gratitude.

The girl that Aiwass had healed and her mother even followed him quite a distance, their big eyes filled with admiration and awe as they watched him.

Although those commoners certainly didn’t know that Illumination Art required the expenditure of life force, they weren’t blind—they could visibly see Aiwass becoming increasingly frail.

They also knew that other priests wouldn’t treat them with such devoted effort.

Aiwass had already been featured in the newspapers several tis and had received decorations.

Many people recognized him and knew his identity and surna.

He was a true “Moriarty”.

A legitimate heir from the Founding Families, even a direct-lineage scion, the primary heir—rounded up, he was the head of a Guardian family.

If he wished, he could beco an important minister highly regarded by the queen.

Although living in the Red Queen District didn’t necessarily an one was a commoner…

compared to Aiwass’s noble status, their lineage was practically insignificant.

And this “noble life force” seed to enhance the effect of the healing—even though in reality, it was the sa.

In addition, Aiwass had personally defeated so many enemies—sothing many of them had witnessed with their own eyes.

Those fierce red-clothed ruffians and the two Giants were vanquished by Aiwass!

After the fierce battle, he had to drag his tired body to heal all these strangers completely without seeking any reward.

Even the priests from the church didn’t do as well as him.

——Although Aiwass was too exhausted to accept interviews this ti, they still had to spread the word about this act of heroism!

Among the commoners saved this ti, there were also reporters and bosses from other newspapers, as well as so shipowners and writers—who ca to the Supervisory Bureau in the Red Queen District to conduct business, which indicates that their residences were in the Red Queen District.

And they were determined to spread the word of this “heroic act that could not be covered by the Glass Staircase Daily” throughout Glass Island!

No, Glass Island wasn’t enough—they had to spread Mr.

Aiwass’s noble character throughout all of Avalon!