The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 459 - 483 Request
Chapter 459: Chapter 483: Request Chapter 459: Chapter 483: Request A strong sense of powerlessness transmitted through the heart-link connection, Lancelot’s vision blackened as he realized their connection with Tijana had been severed.
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The powerful scroll had burned away, and the Succubus Lord lay powerless and collapsed aside. Lancelot stepped forward to help her up, and this time, Tijana did not refuse the aid of the Human Knight.
“I need… to rest…” the Succubus murmured softly in his ear, “just for a moment…”
She could not finish her words before she completely passed out, and it was clear that it was not merely a few drops of blood that had been lost from her body.
“I need a room,” Lancelot said, lifting Tijana and turning to the Temple Guards, “and, can I have Frostslash back? There is a patient here who needs protection.”
“She can rest in the Lady of Mercy’s room,” the leader of the Temple Guards immediately responded, “Follow me.”
Lancelot arrived in a room adorned with the emblem of a burning long needle, its decor warm and inviting with soft cushions, relaxing incense, and a comfortable, large bed that made one wonder if they had been transported to some luxurious inn.
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“Thank you, this looks really nice,” Lancelot gently placed Tijana on the bed and turned to thank the Guard leader, “I’m sorry, I haven’t asked for your name yet?”
“Gadein Ironfist, pleased to meet you, Sir,” the Dwarf bowed, handing back the hand half sword that a companion had brought to the Human Knight, “I know what you have done for the dwarves of Twin Bridges Town. You are a trusted friend indeed, Sir.”
“It’s an honor,” Lancelot nodded, securing Frostslash on his back ready for quick draw, “This room seems quite special…is that the Lady of Mercy’s emblem at the door? A burning long needle?”
“Yes, that’s Sherindo’s Holy Emblem, our Dwarf Goddess of healing and mercy, as well as the Goddess of love and fertility,” Gadein said with a strange smile, “The door to this room can be locked from the inside, should you require it, Sir.”
“Ah?” Lancelot reflexively touched his nose, “Are you… really Temple Guards?”
“I’m just letting you know all the options,” the Dwarf Warrior shrugged, “Do you need the entire Temple closed off, Sir?”
“That would be best,” Lancelot nodded, “Tijana will be very vulnerable until she recovers, and we must keep this strictly confidential, not allowing any enemies from Twin Bridges Town a chance to take advantage.”
“Understood,” Gadein nodded and ran off. Lancelot thought for a moment, but decided not to close the door. He stepped outside the room, cautiously stood guard there, just like a knight guarding a princess.
“Lancelot, I want to talk to you,” Bruto’s voice sounded in his ear, and Lancelot turned to find the young Dwarf standing in front of him, looking troubled.
“Are you here to persuade me to take action as well?” Lancelot covered his face with a hand, “Listen, Bruto, I’m not the kind of guy to take advantage of someone in their time of vulnerability…”
“What are you talking about?” the Dwarf looked at him confusedly. “I wanted to discuss the scenes we just witnessed…”
“Oh, oh,” Lancelot’s aged face turned red with embarrassment. “Please, continue…”
“I must retrieve the relic of Dain Frostbeard,” Bruto said seriously to Lancelot, “I won’t hypocritically say that this is my own matter, it’s too dangerous so you better not come and other such nonsense… There’s a dragon there! And countless giants and those half-human, half-dog beasts. You must come with me! If you don’t, I’m definitely doomed!”
The young Dwarf spoke passionately, and it seemed he would next moment cling to the Human Knight’s legs and start crying. Lancelot sighed helplessly and patted the Dwarf on the shoulder, “Don’t worry, of course, I won’t just stand by idly, after all, that treasure vault looks truly tempting.”
“Right?!!” Bruto slapped his thigh and stood up straight, “Did you see those gemstones? By my very very professional estimation, the treasures in there are worth at least five hundred, no, at least ten million Gold Coins! Plus those invaluable magical items, if we pull this off, it’ll indeed be a feat without precedent or parallel!”
“You’re thinking too much.” Lancelot gave the giddy Dwarf a look, “It’s impossible for us to empty that treasure vault, first of all, we don’t have such a large Dimensional Bag…”
“Just like what we did last time at Oasis Fort, take as much as we can, starting with the most valuable items,” Bruto eagerly suggested. “How much does a Dimensional Bag cost? Eight thousand Gold Coins? I say it’s definitely a worthwhile investment, each of us should carry one…”
“And what about the dragon guarding the vault, the giants, and the beasts? Did you forget about them?” Lancelot shook his head helplessly, “Regarding that vault, where is it? Who owns it? What other forces might be eyeing this vault? We have far too little intelligence. Only after obtaining detailed information can we possibly get that armor… and maybe grab something else while we’re at it.”
“Alright… but we’ll definitely find a way, right?” Bruto pounded one hand with his fist, as if to embolden himself, “Just like the previous times, you discuss a plan with the Scholar and the Priest, and I’ll do my best to take down as many enemies as possible in battle…”
Lancelot was about to correct the Dwarf’s description of ‘adventure’, but suddenly, his Spirit Perception detected a powerful energy behind him. He turned around and saw the burning needle Emblem on the door emitting a warm glow, with a tranquil life force energy miraculously emerging from the Holy Emblem, endlessly flowing into the body of the sleeping Succubus Lord.
“Perhaps I faced too many shocks today, so much that I’m not even surprised at this moment,” Bruto sighed. “Since the Father God is willing to open the doors of His Temple for Tijana, it isn’t strange that the Lady of Mercy would show Her compassion.”
The healing continued for almost a minute, and when the light faded, the Succubus uttered a soft grunt, opening her eyes that had been tightly shut.
“Do you feel better?” Lancelot stepped forward and took Tijana’s hand, “Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?”
“I feel… better than I ever have!” Tijana grasped Lancelot’s hand and suddenly stood up from the bed, “What happened? How long was I unconscious?”
“About ten minutes or so,” Lancelot shrugged. “This is Sherindo’s room, the Dwarf’s healing Goddess; She is the one who healed you.”
“Sherindo? Thanks to that kind lady…” Tijana suddenly took both of Lancelot’s hands and placed them gently on her chest, rocking them softly, and through a mental connection, she spoke to him: “I must get that armor, and you are the best person for this task. I’ll cover any expenses needed for the adventure, as long as you help me with this. Please, Lancelot, it’s very important to me.”
