"Cough...! Cough, cough...!"
Bedivere lay in a pool of blood, coughing it up nonstop. He looked utterly miserable.
"Crackle...!"
A charred-sounding noise continued to ring out from inside Bedivere's body, inflicting twice the agony on him.
"Mas...ter..."
Bedivere struggled to raise his head and looked at Luo Zhen. His face was deathly pale, but his eyes still held the same resolute determination to face death as before.
"Don't speak yet."
Luo Zhen pressed a specially made Healing Talisman against Bedivere's body and injected a massive amount of Spiritual Energy into him to treat his wounds as he spoke in a low voice.
"Your injuries are severe. You've lost a tremendous amount of blood, and the Holy Lance's power is still running rampant inside your body. On top of that, your body was already in terrible shape. If you aren't treated properly, there's only one possible outcome."
What outcome?
Death, of course.
That was why, even as he summoned all his familiars and entered a life-or-death battle with Artoria, Luo Zhen had spared some of his attention to come here and treat Bedivere.
Even Mashu and Artoria〔Alter〕 had come over.
"Mr. Bedivere!"
Seeing Bedivere lying in a pool of blood and barely clinging to life, Mashu's lovely face filled with pain.
"..."
Artoria〔Alter〕 simply watched in silence without saying a word.
Under these circumstances, only Luo Zhen continued injecting Spiritual Energy into Bedivere and treating him with the specially made Healing Talisman.
The bleeding in Bedivere's abdomen stopped, while flesh began growing back. His recovery was astonishingly fast.
Luo Zhen's specially made Healing Talisman could practically save someone with a shattered heart as long as they had not yet breathed their last. Such a result was only natural.
But Bedivere still looked as though he were on the verge of death.