Chapter 71: Specially Made Syringe
[Donald’s Perspective]
Margaret was still asleep when I left the room in the morning.
Although it was only a short rest, I felt that my spirits were much better. In addition to investigating what happened in the forest yesterday, I had to organize new patrols and training today. More importantly, I had to send for reinforcements from the royal family.
I had originally sent the assault team to the Silver Moon Tribe because I thought they were enough to settle things here. Then I would take Margaret back and purge the rebels in my territory.
However, the development of events had already exceeded my original expectations. The other party’s consecutive actions were obviously to attack the Silver Moon Tribe. Their forces had already been laid out.
I couldn’t get into a passive position when I returned. Instead, I had to eliminate every rebel force I could capture and weaken them one by one. I had to fight them here.
This would be a tough battle, but I was confident that I could defeat them.
When I passed by Armstrong’s office, I saw that he was talking to someone inside.
I was a little shocked. He looked as if he hadn’t gone back to rest all night. I called Elliot and asked him if the men he had dispatched to search the forest had found anything new.
“I just received news. They sent this.”
I took the object from Elliot’s hand. It was a syringe.
“Where was this found?” I asked.
“It was in the path of Karl’s pursuit.”
“Have you shown this thing to Benjamin?”
“I was about to deliver it when you called me over,” Elliot replied.
“I’ll go with you.”
I glanced at Armstrong in the office again and decided not to tell him yet. This might involve internal strife between the royal Lycans. There was no need to say too much to unrelated people.
Benjamin hadn’t gone back last night either. He was staying in the ward next to the unconscious man.
When Elliot and I went over, he was doing a new examination of the man. He used his hands to wrap the green energy around the person from head to toe in the hospital bed.
I saw that the wounds on the unconscious man’s body had healed, leaving only a few shallow white marks, marks of new flesh growing. By the time Benjamin finished his treatment, he looked tired. Even a Lycan would find it difficult to use his special abilities continuously.
If it had been a real battle, Benjamin would not have needed to spend so much effort on treatment. He would have focused on treating external wounds and some fatal injuries. The rest of the recovery would depend on the excellent physical constitution of our warriors.
However, the person’s immune system was weakened and the organs in his entire body were failing. So his self-healing ability played a minimal role in the recovery process. It was extremely draining for Benjamin that this man’s recovery depended completely on him.
“Come look at this,” I said to Benjamin.
“What’s this?” Benjamin asked.
“This was found in the forest. Do you think you can find anything left in it?” Elliot said.
Benjamin took it in his hand and looked at it carefully twice.
This syringe had been sent directly from the forest. In order to avoid damaging it, the soil on it had not been wiped off.
Benjamin walked to the other ward and took a few delicate gadgets out of his medical box. Elliot and I watched him and didn’t dare disturb him. After using the gadgets for a while, he looked troubled.
My heart sank. “Can you find any clues?” I asked.
Benjamin shook his head and said what I feared most.
“The inside of this syringe is a vacuum. It has been specially made. There won’t be any residue. I’ve just checked the needle carefully, but it has been on the ground for too long. There are only traces of soil and dust. I can’t find anything else.”
“Is there nothing we can do?” Elliot pressed. He obviously knew the importance of the syringe.
“Your Majesty, Lycan King, forgive me for being unable to do anything.” Benjamin handed the syringe back to me.
I sighed along with him. I was disappointed, but I could accept the outcome. In fact, I didn’t have much hope of finding anything last night. This syringe was an unexpected gain.
Although it was useless, it brought things back to the beginning. The other party would not leave the matter at that. Even without this syringe, we could catch the enemies who are hiding in the dark and find a way to deal with them.
“But,” Benjamin said, changing the subject. Elliot and I both looked at him, thinking there was still a chance.
“This syringe is very exquisite,” Benjamin said. “It doesn’t look like something an ordinary person could make. You can investigate from here.”
“I’ve already thought of that. I’ve started sending people to investigate, but this craftsmanship isn’t that special. Anyone with a little power can do it. Even our assault team uses this kind of syringe for drug injections. I’m afraid it’s very difficult to track down the source of this syringe,” Elliot said.
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