Golden Order?
Upon hearing this word, Asbel's face showed obvious confusion.
It sounds like both a legal provision and a precept or doctrine from a religious faith.
He stared at Nausicaä's pretty face, trying to glean more information from her expression, but he couldn't discern anything.
Standing behind Nausicaä, Por felt a chill run down his spine. The previous procedures didn't seem to mention directly proselytizing Prince Pejite.
His Highness also instructed them not to reveal their strength easily, lest they attract unwanted attention.
What if these two, especially the cunning Haideng, harbor malicious intentions and want to harm them?
This is Pejite's territory. Even if Her Highness is very powerful, and neither he nor Elphias Doge are pushovers, if a conflict were to break out...
However, seeing that Nausicaä showed no sign of panic, he put aside his unnecessary worries.
Since Your Highness dared to do this, you must have your own reasons.
Seeing Asbel's confusion, Nausicaä explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way.
" The Golden Order is a power bestowed by the great deity ' The Erdtree.' As long as one follows the teachings of the Erdtree, one can gain incredible power."
"This power can bring bountiful harvests, strengthen people's bodies, cure many diseases considered incurable, and even purify the toxins originating from the Sea of Corruption." Her gaze swept over Haideng almost imperceptibly.
"I can tell you that the ' Blessed Crops ' of the Valley of the Wind are a gift from the Erdtree."
"With the power of the gods, we can produce food without limit."
Asbel's eyes twitched as he listened.
Gods? Divine power? Blessings? Doctrines?
As a prince of an industrial city-state, Asbel received a more pragmatic and rational education from a young age.
To put it bluntly, he is an atheist.
He believed that the wind gods of the border countries, the holy gods of Tolmekia, and the holy emperors of the Dorok were all fabrications by people with ulterior motives.
I thought this insightful princess would offer some ideas for reforming the system, but instead she just tried to fool me with those Void deities?
Did he think Asbel was naive and easily fooled, like those small desert tribes?
Seeing Nausicaä smiling and completely oblivious to her surroundings, Asbel felt a surge of embarrassment at being fooled.
However, his good royal upbringing made him too embarrassed to point it out directly, so he could only offer a subtle reminder.
" Nausicaä, what you're saying—doesn't seem to have anything to do with improving the lives of the Pejite workers."
"Of course they're related."
Nausicaä's gaze sharpened, and her voice became serious.
"Before showing more, I need to confirm two things."
"First, Asbel, was the wish you just expressed truly from the bottom of your heart?"
"Secondly, Chairman Haideng, as Pejite's Secretary of State for Business, is your position aligned with the Prince's?"
Looking into Nausicaä's seemingly magical golden eyes, before the two could even utter a word, their bodies had already subconsciously nodded.
Asbel didn't think too much about it and readily admitted it.
"Yes, everything I just said came from the bottom of my heart."
"As for Uncle Haideng, he is my father's most trusted retainer. He watched me grow up from childhood and is absolutely someone who can be trusted!"
Haideng's heart was in turmoil.
As a seasoned official, he was used to hiding his emotions, but just now he uncontrollably revealed his true thoughts!
Why would I listen to a young girl's interrogation? Was it some kind of hypnosis?
Nausicaä, having "heard" their thoughts, nodded slightly.
Without giving the two any more time to think, she directly extended her left hand, her fair palm facing Asbel and the other, and the Erdtree Mark appeared.
Immediately afterwards, Nausicaä parted her red lips slightly and uttered words with a strange rhythm. " Order Healing."
As soon as he finished speaking, golden light swept across, like a gentle breeze.
Asbel didn't react much; he was more attracted by the strange tree-shaped light and shadow in Nausicaä's palm.
Haideng, who was standing next to him, suddenly started coughing violently.
"Cough cough! Uh oh!"
He bent down and spat out a large mouthful of dark red blood, which was mixed with white spots.
The pool of blood looked bizarre and disgusting, almost like mold.
"Uncle Haideng! What did you do to him?"
Startled by this sudden turn of events, Asbel leaped from the sofa and swiftly drew his dagger, pointing it at Nausicaä.
His first thought was that Haideng had been attacked with some kind of weapon or poison; otherwise, why would a perfectly healthy person suddenly vomit blood?
Por and Elphias Doge stood still, without moving.
What a joke! Even if the two of them were tied together, they couldn't beat Princess Nausicaä. What threat could a little prince with a knife pose?
"Wait! Your Highness, I'm alright."
Before Nausicaä could explain, Haideng, who had straightened up, stopped Asbel himself.
Not only was he fine, he also felt unusually comfortable.
"Your Highness, I need an explanation."
Haideng didn't care about etiquette at this point; he had to find out what had just happened.
"President Haideng, why don't you take off your gloves and take a look?" Nausicaä remained seated, as if the dagger in Asbel's hand didn't exist at all.
Upon hearing this, Haideng's pupils contracted, and he quickly removed the glove from his left hand.
Then, he froze.
My left hand, which was once stiff, pale, and had twisted and swollen blood vessels, is now just like a normal person's.
Haideng moved his fingers, opening and closing them with fluid and natural movements, showing no signs of having been ill.
"You, your hand—your illness—" Asbel's hand, which was holding the knife, unconsciously dropped, his face filled with disbelief.
Haideng, who was over thirty, had long been suffering from a malignant disease that was gradually eroding his body— the Sea of Corruption Disease. His stiff, corpse-like left hand was a symptom of the disease.
There is no cure for this disease. Rumor has it that the Dorok might have the technology to cure it, but that's just a rumor.
But now— Nausicaä simply raised her hand, and Haideng's illness was cured. Did he really not hallucinate?
Asbel was gripped by deep doubt.
Nausicaä looked at the two of them calmly, as if she had just done something insignificant.
"This is the power of the Erdtree. The Sea of Corruption Disease for ordinary people, is not difficult to cure in the face of the Golden Order."
Asbel was still reeling from the shock of what had just happened, his mind a bit muddled.
"Uncle Haideng, is what she said true? Are you really cured?"
Haideng was silent for a moment; he too had been greatly impacted, or rather, his worldview had been reshaped.
"Your Highness Nausicaä, please forgive my intrusion, but—could that power be displayed once more?"
Haideng inquired in the spirit of seeking truth.
If it can only be shown once, it can be explained by coincidence or a trick.
But if she wasn't lying, then----
Nausicaä did not refuse; she simply stood up and walked to the wall.
Although the walls of the conference room were not made of Ceramic Steel, they were pieced together from alloy plates from the outer shell of a discarded spaceship, making them difficult for ordinary bullets to penetrate.
She extended her slender, jade-like hand and pointed it at the wall, a tiny golden sword blade appearing at her fingertips.
puff.
The index finger pierced through the steel plate, leaving a small hole.
"Look, this is the divine power I just mentioned that can strengthen the body."
Asbel / Haideng: "----"
They weren't actually at the exhibition today, were they just dreaming?
That must be it, right?