"This ring is meant for humans. If worn by a non-human race, while it resists disease, it will also drastically reduce the wearer's lifespan. Using lifespan to fight disease is not worthwhile in most cases."
The doctor offered his assessment, then gave his advice:
"You can keep the Plague Doctor Ring yourself. Though Ring Arcanists rarely fall ill, if you encounter an opponent skilled in disease-related abilities, this ring can be immensely useful. Its containment method is simple as well—wipe it down with Pure Water once every month. Otherwise, the wooden ring will take root and sprout."
Shade nodded. He was also inclined to keep the ring rather than sell it. Relics with such clearly specialized functions generally could not fetch a good price unless they happened to meet a Ring Arcanist who desperately needed them. This way, it was better to keep it himself.
As for the containment method, he had a dedicated notebook for recording the containment procedures of every relic in his home, lest he forget which ones required regular treatment.
"Speaking of which, Doctor, there's something else I'd like to ask of you."
Shade closed the Red Box and placed it beside his sword.
"Go ahead. No need to stand on ceremony with me."
Blue eyes turned toward Shade.
"It's like this. You said just now that you could use certain methods to peer into someone's desire?"
"Yes."
The doctor nodded.
"I want you to help me look into a Ring Arcanist, Sir Legenes Prisha. We met him at Canary Manor—the Fifth-Ring Arcanist who spoke with a Demon."
Shade reminded him, and the doctor thought back for a moment:
"I remember him. At that wedding banquet at Lake View Manor a month ago, Alan and I welcomed him and Her Royal Highness the Princess together. But