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Chapter 28 The Borrowed Holy Light

Looking at Hamelin's powerful voice, Romulus was speechless.

He was really startled just now.

This old man probably guessed that I was lying to him, so he's pretending to be dead to spite me.

Gil, the tavern owner standing nearby, smiled helplessly as he held a wooden bowl.

"Rom, I've tried my best to lie for you, but Hamelin knows you too well and has completely guessed what you're thinking."

Since that's the case, Romú has nothing to hide anymore.

He brushed the snow off his clothes and said frankly, "We're back from Silver Town."

"You! You bastard!"

Upon hearing the words "Silver Town," Hamelin sat bolt upright in anger and began to curse in a hoarse voice:

"Where...where did you go?"

Didn't I say I'd rather die than beg for that Cassius?

"You've really gotten to yourself, daring to ignore what I say now?!"

Halfway through his tirade, the old monk's voice suddenly weakened, and he let out a heavy sigh:

"Moreover, the wilderness is teeming with monsters in winter, making it extremely dangerous! What if you, an inexperienced little brat, encounter a monster on the road?"

"You're going to drive me crazy! What will I do if something happens to you?"

Jill chuckled and added, "That old man Hamelin didn't sleep well at all last night. He tossed and turned, constantly muttering about you. Several times he tried to crawl out to find you, and I couldn't stop him!"

A warm feeling welled up in Luo Mu's heart.

He knew that Hamelin was a typical person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart; the more fiercely he scolded him, the more worried he was actually.

"Shut up, Redbeard Jill!"

Hamelin coughed awkwardly twice, regained his serious expression, and said coldly:

"How was it? Did you run into a wall? Did you witness the indifference of those high and mighty mages in Silver Town?"

"I told you long ago, that hypocrite Cassius would never help you; they wouldn't care whether an old man like me lives or dies."

Luo Mu did not refute, but simply smiled slightly:

"Teacher, please don't scold me yet. I brought you something good. With this, your injuries can be healed."

Hamelin was taken aback and asked suspiciously, "What good stuff? Did you steal something?"

Well, he actually guessed it right.

However, how can a programmer's actions be considered stealing?

That's called open source sharing, you know?

"Lie down and close your eyes."

Rom stepped forward, pressed Hamerlin back onto the straw mat, and then casually picked up an old magic book from the table, gently placing it above Hamerlin's festering, blackened wound.

"What are you going to do..." Hamelin asked curiously with his eyes closed.

Luo Mu's eyes narrowed slightly as he recalled the garbled program he had entered the previous night.

[Beginner Level - Holy Healing]

[Running, deducting 30 points of mental energy.]

[Confirmed to run]

"Buzz—"

With a soft buzzing sound, a burst of extremely bright white light erupted from the tattered magic book, illuminating the entire room as if it had just been painted.

The holy light, as if alive, transformed into countless tiny raindrops of light, seeping into Hamerlin's blackened wounds.

Wherever the light passed, the abyssal toxins hissed and dissipated into black smoke.

Jack, who was standing to the side, stared wide-eyed at the sight, feeling as if a thousand horses were galloping through his mind.

"What! Holy Healing?!"

Jack rubbed his eyes, looking completely bewildered.

"When did Rom learn that?! I was with him all night, how come I didn't know?! Isn't this a light-based spell?!"

"How could he possibly have learned it? Light magic is notoriously mysterious and rigorous; it's kept strictly secret by the Holy See!"

Even he, a regular student, had rarely seen the complete casting of the Holy Light spell in the academy.

He stared blankly at Luo Mu, his mind suddenly recalling what had happened last night in the mage's pavilion in Silver Town.

"Last night, Rom sent me out on guard duty while he and Elena locked the door... Then, when the mayor burst in, he was not only disheveled (imagine), but the mage Elena was also blushing and extremely shy..."

Jack felt an intense itch on his head, as if a brain was about to grow inside him.

Could it be that last night, Luo Mu closed the door and used some special means to force that pure and innocent Saintess of Light to make some kind of shady deal with him?

The two had a deep and casual conversation in the room. Under pressure from Rom's insistence, Elena shared all her knowledge with him.

Although this theory is extremely far-fetched, in Jack's opinion, it is the only explanation for why Rom suddenly mastered light magic.

...

As the holy light gradually faded.

Hamelin let out a long, heavy breath, and his previously furrowed brows completely relaxed.

The black toxins on the chest wound had largely subsided, and new pink flesh had even grown back.

"Great! The toxins have been cleared!" Jill exclaimed excitedly.

However, Romú did not show much joy; instead, he felt somewhat troubled.

He discovered that although the [Holy Healing] spell was quite effective, some black toxins were still attached to the blood vessels near Hamerlin's heart.

It seems that the old man had been poisoned for too long, and the toxins had penetrated deep into his body, making it impossible to eradicate.

Luo Mu pondered to himself, "I can only run it repeatedly, like an antivirus software performing a full system scan, to clean it up over and over again."

Fortunately, we acquired quite a few magic crystals this time; hopefully, the computing power will be sufficient.

At this moment, Hamelin also opened his eyes.

He looked at his injuries, which were clearly improving, but his expression remained serious.

He turned his head sharply, his sharp eyes fixed on Rom, and asked in a deep voice:

"This...this is pure Holy Healing. Where did you learn it?"

"Yeah! Rom, tell me quickly! How did you do that? Where did you learn it?! I want to learn too!"

Jack was so anxious that he was scratching his head and ears, eager to confirm his guess.

Luo Mu had already prepared his answer and replied without changing his expression:

"It's Elena."

Last night, we fought off the monsters alongside the Silver Town guards. In gratitude, she gave me a spell scroll that sealed the [Healing Hands] spell.

"A reel?"

Jack was completely bewildered.

Where's the scroll? How come he's never seen it before?! When Rom was casting the spell just now, he was clearly holding a tattered book!

There was no action of tearing the roll at all... Are you kidding me?

Jack wanted to press further: "What you just did...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Mu suddenly turned his head and glared at him fiercely with cold, murderous eyes.

Jack shuddered, swallowed the words he was about to say, and quickly shut his mouth.

"..."

But after being glared at like that, Jack suddenly had a flash of inspiration and completely understood everything.

There were no spell scrolls; it was all a ruse to trick Hamelin.

"Master Sanxiu..."

Jack gasped.

The young mage before us is probably a rare genius who can cultivate fire, wind, and light in all three aspects, a talent unparalleled throughout history!

Last night, after closing the door, Rom learned the Holy Healing spell…

And it only took an hour.

What else could this be but genius?

Jack took a deep breath, his worldview was once again refreshed, and he accepted this premise.