Sea Clash (Part Two)

"Young master, Lord Acnologia is in that tent over there!"

"Okay, let's go over there right away!"

Led by Murellia, Sordil headed towards the tent where Acnologia was. A moment later, the two arrived at the tent entrance, Murellia quickly stepped forward to help Sordil pull up the tent flap. Just as Sordil was about to enter the tent, Murellia, standing to the side, said, "Young Master Sordil, I'll wait for you outside; I won't go in!"

Sordil glanced at Murellia with a puzzled look, not quite understanding why she had suddenly changed her mind. However, since she was unwilling, Sordil naturally wouldn't force her to come in with him.

"In that case, you can wait for me outside!"

After saying that, Sordil smiled and shook his head, then strode into the tent.

Before long, Sordil arrived in front of Acnologia. In that instant, Sordil felt the contents of his stomach struggling to be pushed out, trying to pour out through his mouth. After forcibly suppressing the rebellion of his stomach, Sordil finally understood why Murellia was unwilling to come in.

"Damn! Luckily, I wasn't seriously poisoned. If I were like him, vomiting all over my face and body, I'd rather just stay unconscious forever and never wake up!"

Despite his reflections, Sordil still had his own business to attend to. So after expressing his feelings about Acnologia, he began using Healing Magic to help Acnologia recover.

"Cure"

A bluish-green light enveloped Acnologia and continued to penetrate into his body.

Time passed slowly, and Sordil's already pale face grew even paler, but Acnologia still showed no signs of waking up.

"No way, Healing Magic can't even restore Acnologia! Looks like I'll have to think of something else. Oh right, maybe Troyah will be useful!"

Having made his decision, Sordil acted immediately, halting his Healing Magic and beginning to cast Troyah. However, this time fortune did not favor him; Acnologia remained unconscious and had not yet awakened.

"Troyah didn't work either? What should we do?"

Despite trying every possible method, they still couldn't cure Acnologia, leaving Sordil frantic and pacing back and forth like a cat on a hot tin roof.

"Right, the poison gas released by Belserion was an external force, I should have used 'Primordial' instead!"

Sordil smacked his head hard and began to chant.

"Sacred light of heaven and earth, pure power of light, may you answer my call, gather here, and dispel all darkness! Light Restoration Technique - Primal!"

"Buzz!"

The milky-white 'water mine' merged into Acnologia's body, purifying the impure power within him. However, after a long while, Acnologia still did not react.

"The power of this bad breath is beyond the norm. Even damage caused by biological weapons isn't this persistent, is it?"

Faced with the harsh reality, Sordil had to admit that he was simply incapable of solving this medical problem with his current abilities.

"It seems I need to develop a more powerful healing spell, otherwise I'll definitely be done for if I encounter this situation again!"

Having solidified his future research goals, Sordil shook his head and sighed as he walked out of the tent.

Upon seeing Sordil emerge from the tent, Murellia hurriedly approached and asked curiously, "Young Master, have you healed Lord Acnologia?"

Sordil face was thicker than a city wall and impenetrable by bullets, blushed unusually after hearing Murellia's question.

"Well... Acnologia's situation is a bit special, so... oh, right! When Acnologia came to see us yesterday, didn't he say there was some activity in the enemy camp across the way? Then let's hurry up and go find Belserion to discuss the enemy situation!"

After saying that, before Murellia could react, Sordil grabbed her and rushed towards the central tent.

"So the young master can be shy too? How adorable!"

Staring at the 'cute' young master, Murellia smiled and then ran forward on her own initiative.

Central Tent

"Mevajena, didn't you say that brat Sordil had woken up? Why hasn't he come over yet?"

Seeing Belserion approaching, Mevajena cautiously took a few steps back to ensure her safety before speaking, "I ran to inform you as soon as Sordil woke up. How would I know what he's doing now?"

No sooner had Mevajena finished speaking than a voice of complaint rang out from outside the tent.

"Sister Mevajena, you didn't come here to deliver a message; you clearly fled after beating someone up!"

Upon hearing that infuriating voice, Mevajena and her companion looked towards the tent entrance and saw two people standing together, embracing.

"You... you... you two have progressed to this point so quickly?"

Faced with Mevajena's retort, three large beads of sweat and five thin black lines appeared on the back of Sordil's head, while Murellia was tightly 'hugging' Sordil, quickly turned her face red.

"Sister Mevajena, it's not what you think about the young master and me. We just bumped into each other, nothing... nothing..."

Murellia's explanation only made things worse.

"Oh, so that's why you two were so late. So you were together discussing the 'progress'! You brat, is this the sincerity you promised Irene? Bah!"

"No... what are you two thinking? The reason we haven't come yet is because we went to Acnologia to try to awaken him with Healing Magic."

"You brat, who are you trying to fool? If you went to Aku's place, why didn't he come with you?"

"I did use Healing Magic to treat Acnologia, but the strange poison in his body was too potent, and the Healing Magic failed!"

Upon hearing the words "extraordinary poison," Belserion's face instantly turned bright red, and he silently returned to his seat. At this moment, Mevajena stepped in to ease the awkwardness, and casually separated the two who were 'embracing' each other.

"Alright, now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, let's quickly discuss the enemy situation!"

The 'understanding' Mevajena pulled the reluctant Murellia away from Sordil's embrace and sat down on one side of the tent. Then, under the watchful eyes of the three, Sordil, now free of hands and feet, began to act as a monitoring radio, listening to the movements in the opposite camp.

"Finally, we have food to eat! My throat has been sore from all those trees these past few days!"

"Pshaw! You should be grateful you have trees to gnaw on. I heard those unfortunate guys on the northern front have already started eating dirt!"

"Wow! This food chain is too brutal!"

"Brutal? If no other batch of food arrives in ten days, we'll become part of the brutal food chain too!"

"Haha! How ignorant you are! In two days, Kelsu will send Chief Zakro and the others to the Western Continent again to transport supplies. Then we will have fresh food to eat again. Why would we eat dirt?"

"Hmph! You're the one who's ignorant! I heard from Lord Kelsu's guards that there's an elite force operating between the seas of the Western Continent, specializing in robbing our supply convoys. If they hadn't been careless this time, Chief Montedoss would already be dead at their hands, let alone be able to bring back the grain!"

"What? If that's the case, then aren't we going to starve to death here in no time?"

"Well, who can argue with that!"

"I really hope that Kelsu and the others have already come up with a solution, otherwise, we might as well prepare to become wandering ghosts!"

"Well!"

"Hi!"