Quenched long order

Chapter 70 Talent
Sauer returned to the garrison of the regiment stationed on the island.

Compared with the more relaxed atmosphere of the residence when he left, he could clearly feel the chill in the air after he came back.

A faint smell of blood permeated the garrison. Several soldiers were washing the ground with water. Each soldier had expressionless faces and slow movements, as if they were preoccupied.

After a brief inquiry, Shaoer learned about the situation in the garrison. It turned out that the pollution had spread among the soldiers. He was worried that the source of the spread was Garland, but he didn't dare to ask more questions, but went to the ward immediately.

In the ward, there were many wounded, and everyone was ashen. The wounds of these soldiers were bandaged, and the wounds were not serious, but the decadent expressions on their faces seemed like an old man who had learned of his own death, and was silently waiting for the end of his life.

Sauer searched the ward twice, but did not find Garland.

"Are you here to find Garland?" The doctor's voice came from behind.

Saul turned his head and found that the doctor looked anxious.

"The mystic took him away, saying he needed Garland's help." After finishing speaking, the doctor walked past Sauer to change the wounded man's dressing.

Natalie?
Saul said something in his heart, and was about to leave, but was stopped.

"Lord Saul." A soldier shouted loudly. With his voice, it seemed that the breathing in the ward had been reduced a lot, and there was no sound at all.

Saul turned his head and looked at the soldier in front of him suspiciously.

"Congratulations on your safe return." The soldier said, but there was no congratulations in his tone.

Saul glanced left and right and replied, "Thank you." After speaking, he was about to leave.

Seeing this, the soldier quickly asked, "Are you here to execute us?"

"What?" Saul frowned slightly. Immediately, he understood what the other party meant, so he shook his head and replied, "No, I didn't receive such an order."

Hearing Sauer's answer, the soldiers in the ward heaved a sigh of relief, and some even had long-lost smiles on their faces.

Saul couldn't laugh, he turned and left the ward, and walked towards the house where the mystic was.

The stone house where the mystic lived was in a remote place, close to the workplace of the psychic scholar, but kept a safe distance.

As soon as Saul walked to the door, a clear voice came from the room, "Who?"

"I, Saul." Saul pushed open the door and walked in.

Inside the room, the mystic Natalie was sitting in front of the chair, with her hands on the crystal ball. Inside the ball, green silk threads kept flying, but they could not maintain a fixed shape, like a mess. However, the mystic did not give up and was still concentrating on the crystal ball called the Peeping Eye. It seemed that what she was doing was very important and might determine her future fate.

In the corner of the house, there is a formation on the ground, but the patterns in the formation are not the geometric figures common in alchemy, but stick figures of elk and forest background. At this time, the formation is emitting a faint white light.In the center of the formation is a hard stone bed. Garland is sitting on the stone bed.

Seeing Saul coming in, Garland showed a happy expression on his face, but after he glanced at Saul, he seemed to think of something, his expression gradually became stiff, and then he looked away and looked at the ground.

Even without careful observation, Saul noticed that something was wrong with Garland. One of his iconic blue eyes turned into a striking red at this time. The left eye was red and the right eye was blue. Although everything else remained the same, Garland now seemed to have an unspeakable evil spirit.

"Pollution began to spread in the station, so I brought him ahead of time." The mystic sighed, looked away from the crystal ball called the Peeping Eye, and looked up at Saul. "After coming here, the energy in Garland's body seemed to start to merge with his body. After that, his left eye changed color. He looks normal now, but what will happen after that, no one will know."

Having said that, the mystic stood up, propping the table with his left hand, and continued:
"Maybe someone knows it, but it's obviously not on this island. By the way, the magic circle under the bed is a solid spirit circle, which can stabilize the soul and keep the soul independent of itself. It can resist curses and blessings to a certain extent. However, I don't know how effective it is. I told you before that on this island, my secret arts are suppressed."

Saul looked at Garland, lost in thought.

Is it still contaminated?
That's right, the time Regis was polluted can even be traced back to the boxing ring. Even though Garland's resistance is stronger, it's still...

His thoughts were interrupted by Garland.

"What's the matter?" Garland raised his head, his tone was brisk, his left eye was tightly closed, "Did you find Regis?"

Shaoer remembered the appearance of the mutated Regis. He nodded and said, "I found it. The previous miners' unrest was also planned by him and Bill."

Before the two could answer, he continued: "Garland, Kerry..." He hesitated, "... Kerry is the gold mine that Regis took to. On the cliff on the other side of the island, there is another road leading to the mine."

"It's really him..." Garland muttered to himself, and then, his eyes were full of anger, "...It's really him, damn it, why did he do this? Why!"

"If my guess is right, Regis should have been polluted long ago." Having said this, Saul thought of something, and he turned to look at the mystic. "Not surprisingly, Regis was already polluted the day we met. At that time, Andrew and I were confronting each other in the boxing ring, and he chose not to save him. Although there were conflicts between me and him, it was not to this extent. It's just that what I didn't expect was that he was polluted differently from other people. Deep, still able to maintain the basic human form, as if, just transformed into another form, not going to death, but no longer a human being."

"What!" Garland was shocked, unable to speak for a long time.

"You mean..." The mystic also frowned after hearing this, "Reggis and Bill... Is Bill that short man wearing a tall hat? You said they have been polluted, but they still retain human wisdom? They can speak and talk normally, but they are no longer human inside?" She fell into deep thought.

"It's him." Saul nodded, "And Bill is even more strange. His brain seems to have been replaced by gold. I didn't see it clearly, but judging from the reaction of the soldiers at the time, it probably was so."

"From what you said, they seem to be blessed." The mystic raised his left hand and tapped his forehead lightly. "The situation is quite complicated. If the spirit stone scholar is still here, I might still be able to find a way to figure it out, but right now, I don't have the heart to figure out the reason at all. It would be great if I wasn't on this island." Her tone was very regretful.

"Did you kill Regis?" Garland asked. "Did you avenge Kerry?"

"I heard you encountered a trap?" The mystic remembered something.

Saul nodded and replied: "I encountered a little trouble, but in the end I won. I called Regis... no, maybe it is more appropriate to call it a monster. He finally showed his real body in front of me. He looked very strange, but even so, he still had the previous thinking. I defeated him and put his head in front of Kerry's grave."

"Take me to have a look." Garland got off the bed and stood on the formation.

"As expected of you, my vision is right." The mystic smiled, looking at Saul with anticipation in his eyes, "I think, with your talent and potential, in three years, no, two years, maybe you will be able to obtain the name of the soul."

(End of this chapter)