Blood Knight(9)

Vigeil immediately took off his shirt and covered his sister's naked body. He grabbed her hands tightly as he cried.

"Sis, there's no need to be scared... *sob* I'm here with you now, and I promise no one will cause you any harm... Please calm down..."

The girl's fear remained unyielding despite his relentless pursuit, causing her to continue trembling in fear. After a prolonged period of solace and relentless pursuit, she could barely recognize her brother, Vigeil. They embraced each other tightly, finding solace and comfort in one another's arms.

"Vigeil!! i-is this you?!... but how?.. d-did they kidnapped you too?"

In a bewildered state, she questioned, unable to grasp the unfolding events. The joy that once filled her heart quickly transformed into despair, fearing that her brother had also fallen victim to these wicked individuals. Recognizing his sister's fragile mental state, Vigeil fought back his tears and took a deep breath to compose himself.

He didn't want to further distress his already frightened sister. Despite his longing to release his emotions, he restrained himself. With effort, he spoke in a soothing and gentle tone, tenderly gripping her shoulder.

"No sister, I didn't come here for any other reason but to rescue you. Look at that man standing over there, he's the one who assisted me in reaching this place. Do you recognize him? It's none other than Blood Knight, the genuine one, not an imposter. I witnessed him bravely battling those scoundrels with my own eyes. Rest assured, all those accountable for this heinous act will face appropriate consequences. So, don't concern yourself with them for now. Our priority is to ensure your well-being. Would you kindly allow him to tend to your wounds?"

Vigeil signaled for Morsan to come closer after witnessing her sister's confused nod. As Morsan drew nearer, the girl clutched onto her brother's shirt with a timid look on her face, causing Vigeil to clench his jaw in frustration as he recognized the extent to which his sister's mental state had been altered by their torment. His sole desire was to inflict as much suffering as he could upon her tormentors.

Morsan carefully evaluated the young girl's physical well-being. She looked about 18 to 19 years old.

Not only was her entire body covered in bruises and wounds, but her head had also suffered a blow from a blunt object, which had been left untreated for quite some time. Two of her front teeth were broken, and her right-hand fingers were twisted and fractured. Furthermore, it appeared that she had not been provided with any nourishment for several days, resulting in her extreme weakness and impaired hearing. Due to her severely weakened immune system, she was experiencing a severe fever. As Morsan gently placed his hand on her forehead, he could feel the intense heat radiating from her skin.

It seemed they didn't even consider her as protect, and planned to kill her right here. If Morsan delayed even a day, Vigeil wouldn't be able to see his sister alive. His heightened sense indicated the strange magic function on her chest, he could tell that was a curse mark without taking a look.

Due to the severe weakening of her body and the lack of strength to sustain his healing, Morsan's [Healing Magic] alone cannot cure her condition. In response, he retrieved one of his top-quality recovery potions from his inventory and carefully administered it by pouring it into her mouth. Fortunately, she possessed sufficient strength to consume the potion. A strange calming aroma filled that whole space the moment Morsan opened the bottle.

"R-red Potion?!! sir Blood Knight... Is that that..."

Vigeil's gaze trembled noticeably upon beholding that potion. Never in his wildest dreams could he have fathomed witnessing the fabled legendary elixir with his own eyes. It was rumored to be the sacred blood of a divine entity, capable of curing any curse or fatal ailment. Even though it can't undo the slave curse mark on his sister's chest, it can severely weaken their effectiveness.

"Shhh.. it's a secret.. okay?..."

Morsan gently placed his index finger on his lips, gesturing for Vigeil to maintain silence regarding the issue. Vigeil nodded enthusiastically, his eyes filled with appreciation and respect for Morsan.

Despite his curiosity, he refrained from inquiring about the sacred potion that only the church would have bestowed upon the Blood Knight. Not only had the Blood Knight assisted him in rescuing his sister at a nominal cost, but he had also selflessly sacrificed a precious potion for her, causing tears to well up in Vigeil's eyes.

After consuming Morsan's restorative elixir, Vigeil's sister experienced a comforting sensation that spread from her stomach to every inch of her being. The remarkable efficacy of this potion became evident to the naked eye as her pallid complexion gradually improved, and her scars and injuries began to mend.

Simultaneously, Morsan employed his [Enhancement Magic] to fortify her immune system, ensuring its optimal functioning. Before tending to the wound on her head, he diligently cleansed it with a soft cotton cloth. As he gently placed his hands upon her head, a radiant crimson light enveloped the entire room.

Thanks to the combined efforts of Morsan and the restorative potion, her wounds swiftly healed, and fresh skin regenerated over the afflicted areas. A gentle moan escaped her lips as a tingling sensation coursed through her entire body. Finally, he skillfully mended her fractured finger, restoring it to its original state.

After the healing process, she drifted off to sleep, feeling exhausted and enveloped in warmth. She naturally nestled into her brother's embrace, seeking solace from an unseen threat. Morsan couldn't help but smile sadly at the pair.

"Physically, she's fully healed now... but I'm not sure how long it'll take for her to recover mentally... right now, she needs a lot of nourishment since she hasn't eaten anything in over a day..." In that quiet place, Vigeil silently gazed at his sister, not uttering a word.

He simply observed her peaceful sleeping face, his own features concealed by his dark brown hair.