prynovel Chapter 143 Transferring from Left Hand to Right Hand
Chapter 143 Transferring from Left Hand to Right Hand
Chapter 143 Transferring from Left Hand to Right Hand
"A surgery on the soul level?"
While listening out of curiosity, Emlyn suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Father Utravsky with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.
Even in the mysterious world, the soul is the most mysterious realm. No one dares to easily experiment with their own soul, let alone perform surgery on it.
Compared to the body, which can be treated with medicine and can repair itself, the soul is extremely fragile; even the slightest damage can make a person stupid or insane.
Father Utravsky glanced at Sirion with a hint of surprise, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly.
"Yes, after witnessing the radiance of the 'Mother Goddess' and vowing to follow her, I was unable for a time to shake off the influence and habits brought about by my long-standing cold-bloodedness and killing habits."
"In order to avoid being influenced by certain bodily instincts, and in order to be able to more focused on spreading the glory of the 'Mother Goddess,' I asked an archbishop of the church to perform surgery on me so that I could be free from the past."
"But in order to preserve the integrity of my soul, the archbishop did not truly separate the part of my soul that was filled with evil and killing. Instead, he put me into a deep sleep, and I gradually accepted and purified him in the days that followed."
"The 'Inner Demon Candle' is a safety measure to prevent that part of my soul from awakening and going out of control."
At this point, Father Utravsky's eyes visibly dimmed:
"Unfortunately, I failed. In the end, I had no choice but to kill him instead of accepting and purifying him."
"I don't think this counts as a failure," Sirion said softly, resting his chin on his right hand.
He paused, and seeing that Emlin and Father Utravsky were looking over, he added:
"Judging from your previous performance, Father, you have maintained a very good condition. If it weren't for the series of unexpected events, things might not have escalated to the point where a battle would be necessary."
"Moreover, the fact that you were able to completely eliminate the problem in one battle shows that the cruel and bloodthirsty side of you is actually quite weak."
"From my perspective as an observer, this battle was just the final step, not the most crucial one."
Father Utravsky chuckled and nodded at him. Although he didn't say anything, it was clear he was in a good mood.
After a two-second silence, Father Utravsky smiled and looked at him, asking:
"What kind of compensation do you need?"
"I don't have much to offer as compensation right now. If you don't mind waiting a while, I can apply to headquarters for some resources, which should include items that will satisfy you."
After a moment's thought, Cyril asked curiously, "So what are my options now?"
Father Utravsky smiled and replied, "A magical item, a helping hand I gave with all my might, some gold coins, or some extraordinary materials and potion recipes."
"In addition to these, you can also purchase extraordinary medicines that circulate within the church from me at an internal price in the future."
"Of course, the quantity of the potions will not be too large. This place is too far from Feneport and is also suppressed by the three major churches of the Kingdom of Rune, so the transportation of supplies is not very convenient."
Cyril's eyes lit up. He even felt that the latter condition was the real reward, as it meant that he now had an affordable, regularly refreshed, and well-stocked excellent potion shop in Backlund.
...Whether you use it yourself or resell it secondhand, it's a good choice.
As his thoughts raced, he carefully asked:
"Could you provide more details about some magical items, extraordinary materials, and potion recipes?"
Father Utravsky did not object and answered very patiently:
"That magical item is a Level 2 sealed artifact belonging to the Church of the Mother Goddess. It is called a blood collection device and is a set of tools consisting of a needle, a tube, and a glass container."
"It can draw blood from the user under normal circumstances and reinfuse it when necessary. This can eliminate fatigue, illness and injury, while also providing a short but significant boost to various qualities such as strength, speed, and balance."
"The downside is that you will be weak for about 12 hours after the blood is drawn, and reinfusion within this time will not produce any effect."
"It should not be used frequently, preferably no more than once a week, otherwise, in addition to bringing power, it will also cause a temporary loss of sanity."
"In addition, carrying it with you for more than half an hour can make a person a bit neurotic."
"In addition, I can provide low-series potion recipes for the 'Warrior' pathway, low-series potion recipes for the 'Farmer' and 'Apothecary' pathways, as well as some extraordinary materials belonging to these two pathways."
Sirion glanced at Father Utravsky with some surprise. The priest's tone was as if he was waiting for Sirion to name a price, and there was no room for negotiation.
Even if I just helped solve a very tricky problem, isn't this attitude a bit too nice?
He glanced at Emlyn beside him, then said meaningfully:
"I want that magical item; if I'm not mistaken, it corresponds to the extraordinary characteristics of a 'vampire.'"
"No!" Emlyn instinctively refused.
Only after speaking did he realize that this wasn't a transaction he was involved in. He chuckled and quickly explained:
"Our vampire clan can buy back this magical item at a high price—a high price, you definitely won't lose out!"
Cyril nodded calmly: "I know, that's why I wanted this magical item and then asked you to raise the price."
"You...you're such a shrewd businessman!"
Emlyn glared at him, gritting her teeth.
The latter shrugged indifferently, then looked at Father Utravsky:
"Father, I want this magical item."
"By the way, if I ever need potion recipes or extraordinary materials in the future, can I come to you to buy them?"
"Yes, that's fine." Father Utravsky smiled and nodded.
Looking at Father Utravsky's gentle expression, Sirien murmured to himself:
The oracle of the "Earth Mother Goddess" is definitely not as simple as just a revelation that can help him solve a problem.
But he didn't press the matter, after all, oracles were already at the highest level of secrecy within the church, and his inspiration hadn't warned him. After obtaining the blood-collecting device, he deliberately waved it in front of Emlyn:
"If you want to redeem this magical item that embodies the extraordinary characteristics of a 'vampire,' then come and offer me a satisfactory price with sincerity."
After saying that, without waiting for Emlyn's response, he turned and walked away from the church, leaving behind only the calm and gentle priest in the hall and the irritable, garrulous volunteer.
The next morning, just after waking up and before even getting out of bed, a thick gray fog suddenly appeared before Cyril's eyes.
A crimson light rose from the gray mist and quickly coalesced into a scene of Sherlock Moriarty praying in a dimly lit room.
"Respected 'Fool,' please convey to 'Fate' that I have raised the previous loan. He can come and collect it at any time, or I can offer it as a sacrifice to your divine kingdom, and then he can pray for its grant."
The image of prayer vanished. Cyril glanced at the blurry figure overlooking the world from the depths of the gray fog, then lowered his head and calmly said:
"Please tell Mr. 'World' that I'll be there in a bit."
As the words fell, the gray fog before his eyes quickly dissipated. From beginning to end, "The Fool" had not uttered a single word.
"This is blatant discrimination! You weren't like this in front of 'Miss Justice'."
He muttered something under his breath, got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash up, got dressed, and prepared to go out.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Emlyn standing at the entrance.
Both of them paused for a moment, then he asked curiously:
"Shouldn't this be the time when you vampires are just getting ready to rest?"
Emlyn's face darkened for a moment, then he muttered:
"Although we vampires are more accustomed to and prefer the night, that doesn't mean we have to sleep during the day."
"The biggest difference between intelligent races and beasts is that the former can control their instincts."
Sirion nodded slightly: "That's true, you also have to volunteer at the Harvest Church."
"You..." Emlyn's face visibly darkened, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Sirion:
"What brings you here?"
When it came to serious matters, Emlyn's face was still dark and sour, and his tone wasn't exactly polite, but he remained relatively calm:
"The magical item you obtained from Father Utravsky last night, as I said, our vampire clan is willing to pay a high price to buy it back."
As he spoke, he lifted the leather briefcase he was carrying.
"There are 3000 lists here. Under normal circumstances, the value of a Sequence 7 extraordinary trait is between £1000 and £2000. This is already the price of an extraordinary trait at the Sequence 6 level."
Xi Ruien chuckled and shook his head: "You said it yourself, it's the normal situation, but this is clearly not the normal situation."
"The 'vampire' trait means your vampire clan can have another newborn, and that alone exceeds the price of 3000 pounds."
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a strong sense of malice, as if a series of sinister gazes were looking at him from the dark corners around him.
His smile remained, but he suddenly changed the subject:
"But since we're friends, how could I do something like raising the price on the spot?"
"Wait a moment, I'll go get the blood collection device for you."
With that, he turned and went back into the house, took out the blood collection device he had received from Father Utravsky, and then exchanged it for the leather briefcase in Emlin's hand.
Throughout the entire process, that sinister, malicious gaze never returned.
It seems that 3000 pounds is the bottom line for vampires. Any higher, and they'll probably resort to less honorable means or simply give up on this trait altogether.
Well... giving 3000 pounds probably shows respect for Father Utravsky, after all, he is a favorite of the "Mother Earth".
However, since the progenitor of the vampires is the "Earth Mother Goddess," wouldn't I be considered to have transferred someone else's things from one hand to the other and even made a profit by raising the price?