It took more than two hours to repair both thighs and the entire face. Finally, Nightmoon's skin, which had been corroded by the Death and Decay, returned to its original state. At least on the surface, there were no traces of her injuries.
That's all Unas can do to help. The female Elf will need more time to fully recover, but she can already speak.
"Thank you, sir." Having buried her head in the Warden's stomach for so long, the resilient female Warrior revealed a touch of womanhood, her tone tinged with shyness.
Unas replied gently, "You should rest well and try to recover soon. I'll go check on things at the bottom of the lake now."
"I want to go too." Nightmoon sat up, feeling that she could walk again.
"You don't know healing or alchemy, so going down there won't be of any help. You should get some sleep and wait for my good news."
Master Oakleaf also advised Nightmoon not to get up. The female Elf hesitated for a moment, then lay back down on the cot.
Unas bid farewell to the two Elves and swam straight into the lake to the Cave at the bottom. A soldier was sitting at the entrance, dozing off. The sound of the water startled him awake. When he saw that it was the Warden, he quickly got up and saluted.
Unas didn't blame the young soldier; it was almost midnight, and it was easy to doze off in the stuffy cave.
"Nothing went wrong, right?"
"Lord Marcus and Master Oakleaf came by this morning and then returned to shore together. Around noon, two unfamiliar mages came down with the Lord's warrant and haven't left yet. Also, we found a monster still alive in the innermost dungeon. Other than that, nothing unusual has been found."
What monster?
"That terrifying Tauren Centaur, riddled with bloody holes, was on the verge of death, surrounded by the corpses of other monsters; it was the only one still alive."
Unas recalled the battle when he was imprisoned in the dungeon by Gunsel. "King Kong" had his intestines shredded by Firekiss and nearly a hundred holes pierced in his body, yet he still managed to survive. He truly deserved to be Gunsel's strongest monster subordinate.
How did you handle it?
"Priest Namelia said not to worry about it for now, and to wait for the adults to arrive."
"Very good." Unas's hunting instincts kicked in. If the Tauren Centaur couldn't hold on in the end, he would finish them off with a sword to gain some experience. If they survived, he could also recruit them into his own forces. It was a sure win.
He ordered the soldiers to continue their guard duty, then entered the research institute alone, where he found the Night Elf and several other soldiers outside the alchemy room.
They hadn't rested at all, but thinking about it, it makes sense; the monks were working through the night, so they probably wouldn't feel comfortable going to sleep.
Unas inquired about the progress, Qingshui replied, "I don't know. We haven't gone in yet because we were afraid of disturbing the mages."
"Were those two Dalaran mages inside too?"
"Yes, they had your warrant, and we didn't stop them."
Unas thought for a moment and decided to go in and check the situation to get a better understanding, so he stepped forward and gently knocked on the door of the alchemy room.
The tightly closed tin door was quickly opened a crack, and the person inside was about to reprimand him when he saw that it was Paladin, so he hurriedly let him into the house.
Unas recognized one of Gunsel's mage assistants as the one who opened the door; the man was looking at him obsequiously, bowing and scraping.
The others in the room were completely oblivious to what was happening here. Several mage assistants and two Dalaran mages were preparing Potions at the workbench. Natasha stood next to Drake, holding a black box, while Gunsel's tiny spirit was whispering something to the tall, thin mage.
Unas coughed lightly, and Natasha immediately noticed the Warden's appearance, carrying the box as she walked over.
"So? Any leads?"
Before Natasha could speak, Gunsel in her hand preemptively answered, "I have developed several equations that can produce three antidotes, all of which can reverse the mutation. We'll only know which one is most effective after using them."
Unas was initially surprised, then delighted. The Lich, contrary to his previous dejected and passive attitude, actually answered first. Had he recovered from the shadow of defeat so quickly? There must be a reason.
Regardless of his motives, as long as he can create a useful antidote, that's all that matters.
"Very good, Gunsel, you've been very cooperative. I'll make things more comfortable for you." Unas's words sounded strange, but they were actually an implication that he would make the Dreadlord torment the Lich less.
"Thank you, Knight." Gunsel also addressed him as "Sir" without thinking. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was the most loyal subordinate of the Paladin, and his attitude had changed drastically.
Natasha then asked in a low voice, "Those two Dalaran mages... how did you handle them, sir? They were actually very willing to help us?"
"They're not the main targets, just two law enforcement officers with no vested interest. Merlin's real callers haven't arrived yet, so we can't let our guard down for now."
"Yes." Natasha nodded, but Gunsel then volunteered, "I can testify that Merlin has wronged me so badly, and I'm willing to expose his crimes to Dalaran!"
Losers always like to find excuses for themselves or blame others. The dark side of human nature is undoubtedly reflected in Gunsel, but his initiative to offer help is by no means a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Unas frowned, unwilling to guess any longer, and asked directly, "What exactly do you want?"
The Lich immediately replied, "My fate is entirely in the hands of the Knight, and I dare not make any demands. However, there is a very important matter I would like to discuss with you."
"Tell me about it. As long as it's not too outrageous, I might consider it."
"There are too many people here, I'd like to speak with you privately."
"I still need your guidance here. Let's talk about it after we've finished the antidote."
"No need, I've already taught Drake the detailed equations and alchemical formulas. He'll be fine."
Unas initially wanted to refuse, since everything could wait until the antidote was ready, but curiosity overcame his patience; he wanted to hear what other nonsense the Lich had to spout.
He took the cracked black box of Phylactery from Natasha, walked out of the alchemy room alone, first announced the good news to the people outside, and then, amidst the suppressed cheers of the crowd, left the alchemy room and randomly found an empty room in the research institute.
Unas closed the door. "Now you can talk, right?"
The Lich stopped beating around the bush and asked a very direct question, "Does the Knight possess the ability to resurrect others?"
The fact that the Elf girl was resurrected by the lake was exposed, but only a limited number of people knew about it: the Night Elves and the elite squad members Perella and Ashina. Unas already knew that the Lich had spied on the whole process, so there was no need to hide it.
"Yes."
"Could you tell me about your Resurrection?"
Why do you need to know this?
"The Art of Rebirth."
"The Art of Rebirth? Hahaha," Unas laughed mercilessly, "Stop daydreaming! I will never allow a villain like you to have the chance to be resurrected!"