Epic Of The Demonic Sage

Lucius’s observations were yielding him some interesting results and he knew by now that Hell energy was just as volatile as he remembered. Except in this case, it could interact with Aether on a certain level and make it a little tamer.

There was no other reason than that Lucius could think of which would allow Keith to be able to control Hell energy to do strength amplification like this… even if he was not doing it intentionally.

Lucius guessed that it was his body doing it automatically to deplete the hell energy as a means of survival. Though he still did not know how had it lasted this long. The amount injected by Lucius was quite less.

“RAAAAAAHHHH!” Keith let out a distorted scream that was beyond what a normal human should have been able to do so.

The Head Healer Berk, who was looking for the right opportunity, lunged at Keith and poured the vial into Keith’s mouth. The vial only had a single dried flower, so it fell quite easily into Keith’s mouth.

The small flower easily fell down his throat and showed its effect.

“GAH!!!” Keith Coughed and tried to hold his neck but could not because of the restraints that were tying down his hands.

He continued to struggle for about two more minutes before he finally calmed down and fell unconscious. All the healers and the nurses took a breath of relief while the guards wiped the sweat from their forehead.

“What… in the name of Alana was that!?” one of the junior healers could not help but ask.

“Whatever it must be… this must not be spread out of the four walls of this room. This is an order!” Head Healer Berk spoke in a staunch voice.

“YES, Head Healer Berk!” All of the healers, nurses and guards replied.

Finally, Head Healer Berk turned around to face Lucius and his two companions, with an inquisitive look on his face. Lucius instantly understood it and walked to meet the man.

“Me and my companions shall do the same Head Healer Berk. But I reckon informing the Count about this is important as well and can’t be hidden from him.” Lucius spoke.

“Mmm… Young Lord Asher’s words are correct. And fear not, that was my intention as well. For now only Count Gabriel, Baron Dowland, and Viscount Drew shall know about it except for the people in this room.” Head Healer Berk replied.

Lucius nodded his head and looked towards Kiana, gesturing to her. Kiana nodded and deactivated her gift, lowering her hands. Since the threat had passed, there would be no sense in keeping their offense up.

“Though Head Healer Berk I have a question,” Lucius spoke.

“Please do ask, Young Lord Asher,” Berk replied.

“What do you think happened to Keith? I mean… nothing that he did now matches up with his gift and no person would have the strength to act like this, especially after getting injured perversely like him.” Lucius questioned with curiosity.

Head haler Berk furrowed his brows as he thought over Lucius’s words. He himself was surprised by all that happened and was racking his brain for an answer. He had been a healer for several decades and had seen a myriad of gifts.

He was sure that this was not the effect of Keith’s own gift, as it simply did not have the ability. Which left him with very few options.

“Why the curiosity, Young Lord Asher?” Berk counter asked.

“Hmm… it’s mostly because of something I read. Since I got injured and lost my memorizes, I obviously tried to learn about it. I wanted to know why I lost them and how something like that would happen.

The answer that was given to me by the High Priest who healed me was that it was a curse of the tribals from the Farlands. So… I learned more about those curses and discovered there were even more different curses that they could use.

So this led me to wonder… what if Keith was cursed as well?” Lucius replied.

Upon hearing Lucius’s words, everyone in the room was stunned; some more than others. The junior healers were just shocked by the word curse, while the senior healers were simply surprised.

As for Head Healer Berk, he furrowed his brows even more such that there was now a ‘V’ on his forehead.

“Young Lord Asher has certainly done his work. And I think this may be a curse too… but, it’s too quick to reach that conclusion. I would like to observe Keith more before coming to a conclusion.” Head Healer Berk replied.

“Of course, head healer Berk. Please do as you think is fit, I was just curious. I shall take my leave now, seeing as it is no longer appropriate and I shan’t intrude on your work anymore.” Lucius excused himself politely.

But while doing so, his eyes gazed over Keith for a couple of seconds as they squinted slightly before relaxing. He then turned around and left the room.

~Sigh~

Head Healer Berk rubbed his forehead as he felt a headache approaching. He did not know what would come of this and knew that it would soon become a political playground. Viscount Drew was in conflict with Count Gabriel and had even declared that he was leaving the Land of Etara.

But now that Keith had gotten injured in the territory of a Baron who was part of the Count’s territory, the Viscount was likely to make a commotion. And since Keith was here at his hospital, Berk knew it would fall upon him to allay the two men.

“What has this all come to…” Berk murmured to himself.

But what he had not noticed was that a red glow slithered below Keith’s skin. One of the nurses noticed it though, and felt like she was mistaken. She rubbed her eyes and found that the red glow had disappeared.

‘Strange…’ was all she thought.

Unknown to everyone in this room, a disaster bigger than anything they knew was gonna happen soon.