Chapter 207: The Power of the Law of Purification
“Hiss hiss—”
Perhaps because it had been too long since it last saw Janna, the Thornflower Sprite, upon being summoned, imdiately wrapped its soft thorny tendrils around Janna’s arm affectionately, expressing how much it had missed her.
“Laura, give a small amount of paralytic poison.”
Receiving the telepathic instruction, the Thornflower Sprite obediently extended another thorn and squeezed out a few drops of erald green liquid, which dripped precisely into the palm of Janna’s gloved hand, just as she requested.
“Mr. Jarvis, do you know any soundproofing witchcraft?”
Seeing the two Contract Summoned Creatures standing beside Janna, Jarvis Roland, though still slightly uneasy, nodded firmly with his resolved determination and cast a soundproofing barrier around them.
“Then I’ll begin.”
With Jarvis Roland’s permission, Janna imdiately cast Shaping Spell, forming over a dozen hair-thin silver needles.
Then, with another spell, an erald green Wizard's Hand rolled up the pant leg of Jarvis Roland’s left trouser to the upper thigh.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”
Under Janna’s control, the silver needles coated in paralytic poison precisely pierced into the acupoints she had studied in Introductory dical Studies.
In an instant, following a brief sting, a strong sense of numbness surged through Jarvis Roland’s left leg, and soon he could no longer feel it at all.
“Aph, cast Holy Fla on his knee.”
“Caw—” Accompanied by a crisp cry, the Celestial Finch that had been perched on Janna’s shoulder swiftly descended to the ground and grew rapidly amid a burst of dazzling white light.
“This is—”
Watching the bird transform from a parrot-like form into sothing far more magnificent, Jarvis Roland—who only knew Janna as a Second Tier Wizard Apprentice—couldn’t help but gain a new level of respect for her abilities.
“Caw—” With another sharp cry, the Celestial Finch, following Janna’s command, unleashed a radiant golden fla directly at Jarvis Roland’s foul-slling left leg.
“Ah—”
Jarvis Roland instinctively tried to dodge but was firmly bound to the sofa by four vines.
Yet, when the Holy Fla truly ignited his left leg, the pain—seemingly stemming from his very soul—caused him to scream out uncontrollably.
“Sleepy…”
As his struggling intensified, Janna, concerned for his safety, decisively cast Sleep Spell.
“He’s asleep, yet the soundproofing barrier is still intact—just like a true businessman.”
For rchants always ready for private etings, the Soundproofing Barrier was among their most frequently used spells.
As soone who preferred using transmission spells to communicate privately, Janna had never specifically learned this kind of witchcraft.
“Master, the curse contamination is too deep. I may not be able to fully purify it on my own.”
Upon hearing this, Janna couldn’t help but feel surprised.
After all, Holy Fla was powerful enough to purify even the altars of the Darksun Church. Yet it still couldn’t completely cleanse the contamination in Jarvis Roland’s left leg.
“What’s the reason? Logically, even if the pollution is severe, Holy Fla should still be able to purify it.”
“I’m not sure... It just feels like there’s a mbrane blocking the purification... and I always fall just a little short.”
Upon hearing the Celestial Finch’s description, a realization dawned on Janna.
“The mbrane you ntioned must be a seal left by that wizard—let help you.”
Saying this, a milky white light emitted from Janna’s right palm, covering Jarvis Roland’s left leg.
Seeing this, the Celestial Finch, now aided by Janna, continued to breathe Holy Fla onto the contaminated area without holding back.
“Whoosh—” Light surged forth, flas swirled.
For a mont, the potent purifying force spread through every corner of the lounge like a mist.
However, even with Janna’s assistance, the thin seal mbrane, like fragile paper, remained unbroken.
Fortunately, the barrier had long deteriorated, and much of its power had faded over ti. Through a small crack in the seal, Janna found a breakthrough.
Then, using her excellent magical control, Janna guided the purifying power of the Holy Fla into the curse’s core.
During the prolonged purification process, the dual tornt of body and soul caused Jarvis Roland to tremble uncontrollably, even in his sleep.
Beads of sweat stread down his temples, soaking his clothes.
“It’s finally over.”
After a grueling three-hour "surgery," the last trace of curse contamination was finally purified in the bright Holy Fla through the cooperation of one person and one bird.
Now thoroughly drained from intense purification work, the Celestial Finch appeared utterly exhausted.
Even though Janna allowed it to rest for half an hour, the dual drain on its magic and spirit left it so tired it couldn’t even speak.
“You’ve done well, Aph. Go back and rest early—Laura, you don’t need to guard anymore either.”
“Hiss hiss—”
Obeying Janna’s command, the Celestial Finch returned to the Spirit Realm almost instantly.
anwhile, the Thornflower Sprite, which had been staring intently at the box containing the “Youth Necklace,” reluctantly glanced at it one last ti before also returning to the Spirit Realm.
“Looks like Laura sensed it too—”
Seeing the Thornflower Sprite’s reaction, Janna imdiately understood what was happening.
Thus, after completing the treatnt for Jarvis Roland, she unceremoniously took the wooden box from the tea table.
“Fortunately, the Law of Power doesn’t consu magic—otherwise, after three hours of purification, I would’ve collapsed too—”
Unlike the Celestial Finch, Janna, who wielded the power of the Fragnt of the Law of Purification, didn’t use any magic at all.
Aside from so ntal and physical fatigue, she was in far better shape than the Celestial Finch was when it left.
“It’s getting late.”
Seeing the sky darken outside, Janna, having successfully completed the treatnt, imdiately dispelled the Sleep Spell on Jarvis Roland.
“Wake up quickly—”
As the incantation finished, the pain-twisted expression on Jarvis Roland’s face gradually eased, and he slowly regained consciousness from the haze.
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