Chapter 286: Chapter 284: Little Doormat Phil
As for who present understands Anarce’s condition best, it’s none other than Phil.
After three days of treatment, she was thoroughly familiar with Anarce’s situation, knowing well that she couldn’t wake up so soon.
More importantly...
She felt the magic power within Anarce, and was even more shocked.
She glanced at Hilia, her eyes filled with questions.
Benovia chuckled, "A mysterious priestess found me suddenly, saying she could heal Anarce, so I brought her here."
Phil blinked, "I thought it was Hilia who healed her."
"Of course it’s not me, if you can’t heal her, how could I possibly manage?" Hilia secretly rolled her eyes.
Am I seen as some magical elf by you all, able to do everything?
Phil stepped forward, "Make way, I’ll diagnose Anarce first to see her current condition."
Hilia stepped aside, letting Phil approach.
The holy light appeared, lasting several minutes, before slowly fading away.
Phil’s eyes lit up with joy, "Recovery is very good, but mainly her magic power has been restored, her body hasn’t healed much, let me lend a hand."
Saying this, Phil began treatment without minding Hilia and Benovia.
Benovia glanced at the time and said, "Hilia, it’s getting a bit late now, I’m planning to head back, are you going back?"
Hilia thought of her classes, hesitated a bit, and looked at Anarce, "Anarce, be sure to listen to Phil here well, alright?"
Anarce nodded, "You should go, Hilia, your studies are important."
Benovia smiled, "I’ve hired a professional nanny for Miss Anarce to take care of her daily needs, no need to worry."
"Thank you, Benovia."
"You’re welcome."
The two left quietly, not disturbing Phil.
Outside, Hilia declined Benovia’s invitation to leave together, watched Benovia leave, then went to a corner to summon a magic puppet.
"Mr. Rose, do you need anything from the magic puppet?" Hilia asked.
"While Phil was treating Anarce, she was also affected by the lingering... magic power within the Heart of the Magic Puppet in Anarce, if it’s not removed in time, this force will subtly absorb her magic power, affecting her subsequent training."
Hilia was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and asked, "Should I go back and wait for you first?"
"You can, though the Huijin Divine Hall is a bit far from the school, it’s within my extreme control range, you should go back first."
"Alright."
Rose controlled the magic puppet, heading towards the Divine Hall.
Hilia watched him leave, then hired a carriage to return to school.
...
Inside the Divine Hall’s treatment room, Phil slowly stopped her treatment.
She wiped the sweat off her forehead, licked her pale lips, feeling very satisfied with Anarce’s gradually rosy complexion.
"All hidden issues have been dealt with for you, afterward you just need to have dinner and meditate for a few hours, you’ll recover all your magic power. Rest here for a few days, and next week you’ll be able to return to classes."
Anarce appreciated, "Thank you, Miss Phil."
Phil didn’t mind, "I just fulfilled my duties, you should rest first, I have classes tomorrow, so I won’t stay with you."
"Okay."
"..."
Phil felt dizzy suddenly upon leaving the treatment room, quickly holding onto the door frame.
She frowned slightly, feeling the situation within her body.
"Spiritual power consumption is a bit high... Sigh, Phil, oh Phil, you’ve been told to be mindful of your health, not to fix everything at once, why don’t you listen..."
"Are you trying to become the Evil God’s follower?"
"Speaking of it... what exactly is this mysterious energy? Why is it so difficult to remove..."
Phil left while pondering, unknowingly feeling the path ahead seemed wrong, looked up, finding herself in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by grassland.
Phil thought for a moment, "This seems like... the lawn next to the Divine Hall? How did I get here?"
Just as she wanted to turn back, a voice from nearby said, "Leaving without sitting for a while?"
A familiar voice.
Phil looked up suddenly, seeing the shadow sitting at a resting table outside the lawn, shrouded in a black robe.
Familiar black robe, familiar hood, familiar voice.
Phil’s heart started pounding.
She was flustered, cautiously moving closer step by step, with each step, she secretly glanced at Rose before proceeding.
After approaching the table, she even moved sideways like a crab facing Rose’s direction, sitting on the bench with her head down, like a little girl who had done something wrong.
"Extend your hand."
Rose’s voice came, and Phil, as if by instinct, extended her fair little hand.
With long-term demonic Qi invasion, coupled with Divine power influence, her skin was pale without any blood color.
She cautiously whispered, "Uh, Lord God, I’ve recently made sure not to let pollution corrupt my body, all these are within control..."
"Well done."
Phil’s mouth slightly curved into a smile, even she didn’t know why she felt a bit happy.
"However..."
The happiness was gone.
"You’ve picked up something new these past two days."
Phil paused, "Are you referring to that mysterious energy extracted from Anarce?"
Rose didn’t speak, maintaining a high coolness, began treatment directly.
When Hilia was treating Anarce, Rose had Hilia circulate Divine power from the Divine Fragment in her body to merge with sacred magic power, the purpose wasn’t for healing Anarce, but now, to treat Phil.
The Divine power remaining in Hilia’s body was mobilized by Rose, entering Phil’s body to stimulate the invading Divine power, absorbing it, merging with that sliver of Divine power.
The sliver of Divine power Rose controlled acted like a magnet, absorbing all invading Divine power from Phil’s body along the way, ensuring all residual Divine power was absorbed before drawing the power out, making it manifest at his fingertips.
Rose flicked his fingers, causing the cluster of Divine power to dissipate into the air.
Afterward, he stared at Phil until she lowered her head, then spoke lightly, "Do you know the side effects of this thing as you randomly absorb it?"
"I don’t." Phil replied honestly.
"It will absorb your magic power to grow, slowly replacing your magic power, if you can control it, it becomes a stronger force than magic power, but if not controlled, it will inevitably grow stronger and eventually tear your body apart."
Phil lowered her head, softly replied, "Oh..."
Rose’s voice suddenly turned stern, "Don’t randomly absorb unfamiliar powers in the future, understand?"
Phil was startled, her hand shook uncontrollably.
"Kno-know it!"
"Good."
Rose nodded with satisfaction, his figure slowly faded, having left using spatial magic, leaving Phil alone in place, staring dazedly at the empty space across from her.
