Chapter 312 Blessings from the Pole
In the northwest tower, the priest and his followers walked up the dim spiral staircase. There are only torches at regular intervals to illuminate the place. The flames blown by the wind from nowhere are swaying, and the figures in the light are also swaying.
Helot, who had been following the team, was discovered.
The entourage walking at the end was of the lowest status. He was a teenager. He noticed that someone had been following him upstairs, so he stopped and asked: "Further up is Her Royal Highness the Princess's dormitory. Do you also see her? The princess's?"
"Yes!" Hailot took out a red jewelry box: "I gave the princess a gift on Master Panier's order."
Melis was seriously injured, and the person who treated her must have been a sacrifice sent by the Ice and Snow Family. Helot said that he was from the Scovo family, so there was a high probability that he could get away with it.
"What gift is it?" The young man did not doubt Herot, but asked curiously.
Helot put the box away: "This is Master Panier's gift to Her Royal Highness the Princess. We are not qualified to see it. Let's go quickly, the priest has gone far."
The young man turned around and saw that the shadow of his companion had disappeared around the corner.
"You're right! Let's catch up quickly. If the priest finds me falling behind, he will punish me."
The boy turned around and ran up the stairs, waving to Helot to follow him.
Helot chased him up two steps at a time, and continued to follow the sacrificial procession into the princess's bedroom.
The heater on the wall was burning very brightly, and the snow on his body melted quickly and turned into water dripping on the soft carpet. The walls of the room were wrapped in fleece blankets, and the windows were sealed. The fireplace has a dedicated air supply channel so that exhaust gas does not enter the room. The air ducts that supply the room are opened on both sides of the fireplace, and the incoming air is heated by the furnace wall.
This is a room specially modified for Princess Emmalu Bailey. The cold air from outside cannot enter at all.
The entire heating system is designed very cleverly, making Hailot, who has an engineering background, feel a bit familiar...Dual airway heat transmission?
However, Helot did not dwell too much on this unexpected discovery. His attention was focused on Melis on the bed.
After not seeing her for a while, she has become very haggard now, her skin is pale, and her hair spread on the pillow has lost its luster.
Helot regretted giving her a long vacation.
I really want to step forward and hold her hand to wake her up from her sleep.
He resisted the impulse in his heart and stood aside to watch the priest treat her.
The priest's followers stood in a circle around the bed. They chanted incantations, took out their knives and cut a slit in the heart of their left hand. Blood seeped out from the wound, instead of dripping down, instead floating in the air drop by drop.
Northern Xinjiang people believe that blood is the most caloric thing. They believe that their ability to withstand severe cold is because blood is full of infinite energy. Therefore, the witch doctor skills in northern Xinjiang are mostly related to blood, and they do have many magical effects.
The priest stood beside Melis, chanting a spell with a self-paralysis effect. His mind became trance-like during the spell, and his voice changed into a strange intonation. Then his body started to dance, as if something was attached to his body.
Soon the sacrifice became even more crazy, and the floating blood beads exploded into red mist one by one.
The voices of the followers chanting incantations became louder and louder, and the red mist formed a ring above the bed, with a film of light rippling in the middle of the ring.
Gradually, the light film bulged downwards, and the head shape of a beast was vaguely revealed. It slowly lowered and its shape became clearer and clearer.
Helot recognized this as the legendary magical creature in Northern Xinjiang...the polar fire-marked fox.
Many adventurers who have been to the polar plateau say they have seen the polar fire-marked fox, but there is no physical evidence to prove that it is real. Some people believe that this is an illusion of some light, especially in the polar environment of hypoxia and low pressure, which is more likely to occur.
Some people simply believe that the polar fox is a real thing, and they all inexplicably got out of trouble after seeing the polar fox, which seems to confirm the legend that the polar fox can save people.
But some people say this is survivor bias.
Those who died on polar adventures may also have seen polar foxes, but they did not bring the information with them.
Anyway, Priest Sander is using ancient witch doctor skills to summon something that looks like an arctic fire-marked fox. As the light film of the fog ring descends, the image of the polar fire-marked fox is completely outlined. Its body is like an erratic red fire ball, and its eyes are blue.
At this time, the movements and sounds of the sacrifice suddenly stopped. He stood on one foot, leaning in a way that defied physics. Looking at the surrounding followers, they all seemed to be trapped in time, standing there motionless.
The only thing that moved during the ceremony was the polar fire fox. It lowered its head to observe the sleeping princess. A drop of fire penetrated through the light film and landed on Melis' eyebrows.
Then, the polar fire-marked fox turned its head fiercely to look at Helot.
Without giving Helot any reaction, a ray of light crashed into his consciousness.
“Take her and come to me!”
What does this mean?
Helot looked at the polar fire-marked fox and saw it leaping upward and disappearing into the fog ring.
The priest and his followers were pushed back by some force, and the fog ring rolled inward and contracted, then dispersed and disappeared.
Priest Sander was so weak that he almost fell over. Fortunately, the attendants around him helped him in time.
"Master Priest, have we succeeded?"
Priest Sander did not answer. He forced himself to walk to the princess's side and pressed his fingers on the artery in the neck to feel the blood. flow.
After a long time, the body relaxed and said: "We have lived up to the great trust placed in us by the Duke, and the body of the Princess is recovering."
Helot was secretly happy when he heard this. This ancient witch doctor skill that has been passed down to this day still has its own uniqueness. Before the Immortal Society came up with a treatment, Melis was cured!
However, the priest's next words kicked Herot's mood into the bottom again.
"Your Highness should be able to survive for a year..."
"That is to say...I have one year to give birth to a child for the Skover family."
Melis opened her eyes. Her energy was much better, her skin was red, but her expression was full of sadness.
"Your Highness the Princess!" Priest Sander saluted immediately: "I'm sorry, I can't give you real health."
"I know no one can save me. I just don't want to spend the last journey of my life in this small place. Spending time in the room, the last value I have is just to give birth to a child."
Priest Sander was so weak that he could not stand firmly: "Your Highness, the Duke and Madam love you and Panier. The young master's marriage was decided a long time ago. If it weren't for your injury and the need to go to Covenant City for treatment, you would have completed the wedding long ago."
"Yes! This is probably my fate. You go back to the Ice Castle and reply to my father and tell him... I will fulfill my duties as a woman of the Ice and Snow family."
"I will report to the Duke without delaying your rest. Good night, Your Highness!"
Melis nodded and closed her eyes.
Priest Sander left with his entourage, and the young man walking at the end did not forget to make a face at Herot.
The maid walked in and when she was about to close the door, she saw someone standing by the fireplace. She was a little annoyed and asked, "It's already very late. Your Highness wants to rest. Why don't you leave?"
Helot walked over and put the jewelry box in the hands of the maid: "This is what the priest asked me to give to His Highness, please keep it!"
"Why don't the priest... ”
Before the maid finished asking, Herot had already walked out.
“Impolite guy.”
(End of this chapter)