Black Hearted Mage

Chapter 81 Healing from Injury

Caesars pulled some firewood from his interspatial ring, lit it, and placed it on the ground. He gazed at the blazing flames and nodded with satisfaction. This would effectively repel insects and other small animals from the surrounding area, preventing them from infecting the wound. He then began to carefully examine the wound on his waist.

He looked down and saw that his magic robe was completely ripped, a large hole torn by the crossbow bolt, revealing the clothes underneath. He took off the worn magic robe without hesitation and threw it into the fire. Then, he took off his blood-stained inner garment and threw it into the blazing fire as well.

Caesars took a deep breath and carefully examined the wound on his waist. It was about half a foot long, cut from bottom to top, with the flesh turned inside out, looking extremely hideous. Not only that, he also saw deep arrow-like scratches on three ribs.

Caesars gritted his teeth and carefully picked up a bottle of healing potion, gently pouring it onto the wound, using it to cleanse it. However, when the potion touched the wound, he felt an unbearable pain, and his body trembled involuntarily. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like beads from a broken string, soaking his forehead.

Despite the excruciating pain, Caesars didn't stop. He endured the agony and continued applying healing alchemical gel to the wound, accelerating its healing. Then, he gently pressed his fingers against the sides of the wound, closing the protruding wound. Finally, he quickly took out a first aid bandage and wrapped it around his waist, wrapping it tightly.

Kaisas changed into clean clothes, drank a bottle of advanced healing potion and a bottle of recovery potion, and finally leaned against a big tree to rest quietly. He knew that he had stayed in Violet City for too long, causing the enemies hiding in the dark to know his whereabouts.

The ruthless high-ranking assassin clearly wasn't out to kill him, but was hired by someone else and needed to meet some special requirements. It was precisely because of this that he was able to escape.

Caesars' mind reeled in thoughts of the enemies who might harbor murderous intentions against him. Upon closer inspection, there were surprisingly quite a few. From Garlon, who had died in the North Tower, to Bruce in Violet City, and over a dozen other nobles, they could all have hired assassins to kill him. Each name represented an unpleasant past, and these enemies now posed a threat to his life.

Caesars gripped his staff tightly and struggled to his feet. He knew this was not the time to relax and rest. He had to find a safe place to hide and wait for his wounds to heal before continuing on.

The Felwood Forest is full of unknown dangers. The threat from monsters is relatively small, but the real danger comes from humans.

The Felwood Forest at night was even more damp and cold, an environment not conducive to wound healing. Caesars headed southeast, needing a dry and warm place to rest for a few days.

There are caves of various sizes at the foot of Yellowstone Mountain, most of which were dug by mercenaries, and some are naturally formed. During the rainy season, these caves are the best hiding places.

Felwood experiences extremely heavy rainfall in spring and autumn, which can turn the dense forest into a swamp within a few days.

In a corner of Fire Maple City, there's an unassuming grocery store. However, dozens of meters beneath this store lie several stone chambers and a long underground passage. These secret spaces are so carefully concealed that only a select few know of their existence.

Inside one of the large stone chambers, the light was incredibly dim, making it almost impossible to discern the surroundings. A figure in a black robe stood there, clutching a shadow stone in his hand, a look of surprise and confusion on his face. This figure was Ye Ying, a mysterious and powerful being.

"Ye Mei, come and take a look at this news. Guiying's assassination attempt has failed!" A man in black said anxiously, with a hint of uneasiness in his voice.

Ye Mei frowned and took the image stone, his eyes fixed on the information displayed on it. The image in the image stone was clear, and the short ghost was describing the assassination attempt and the reasons why. As the image stone played, Ye Mei's face became increasingly gloomy, and sparks of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Damn it! How dare the employer conceal the target's true identity!"

Ye Mei gritted her teeth and spoke, her heart filled with resentment towards her employer. They had always thought the target of the mission was just an ordinary little wizard, but now they discovered that there was a bigger conspiracy behind it.

"Fortunately, the assassination failed, otherwise we, the Shadows, would be in dire straits!" Ye Mei sighed with relief. If they had continued with this mission, they would likely have gotten into even greater trouble. Ye Mei decided to temporarily suspend cooperation with their employer and reassess the risks of the mission.

"Who commissioned this assassination mission?" Ye Mei asked.

"It's an anonymous commission, a task accepted by Shadow's branch in Violet City!"

"Cancel this assassination mission. Not a single gold coin of the deposit will be refunded. Also, the true identity of the employer must be discovered, no matter the cost!"

Ye Mei spoke firmly, her eyes gleaming with a sharp light. She had already determined that this assassination mission was a carefully planned conspiracy, and the target was none other than Youying. The employer had deliberately concealed the target's true identity, sending Youying to assassinate the Thorn Flower Company. The consequences of this were unpredictable and could potentially bring Youying enormous trouble.

Hearing Ye Mei's words, Ye Ying questioned: "Ye Mei, this is against the rules, isn't it?"

He believed that Ye Mei's decision was too decisive and did not fully consider the complexity and potential risks of canceling the mission.

"Rules are made for the weak. Is the Kingdom of Thornflower a weak country?" She knew very well that in the face of such a powerful force, she had to take decisive action and not be bound by the rules.

In the cold Felwood Forest, night shrouded the damp earth. Caesars, leaning on his staff, struggled forward. The sharp pain from the wound at his waist prevented him from moving faster. Every step was filled with agony, but he could only persevere.

At the bottom of the pitch-black cliff, Caesars discovered an irregularly shaped cave entrance. He carefully squatted down, gently placed the small black snake in his hand on the ground, and whispered, "Hey, let's go in and see if there's any danger!"

The cave entrance seemed rather short, surrounded by dusty spiderwebs. The small black demon snake nimbly slipped into the cavern and vanished into the darkness. Caesars waited anxiously, hoping for some feedback on the conditions within. He desperately needed rest.

From the cave came the sounds of fighting and the strong hissing of a small black snake. This guy had met a tough opponent. Its opponent was also some kind of snake, and it also made a similar sound.

Caesars pulled a torch from his space ring, released a small fireball from his right hand, and lit the torch. Then, he half-crouched and carefully entered the cave. The entrance to the cave was small, but the space inside was spacious enough, about a person's height.

In the torchlight, Caesars saw a small black demon snake grappling fiercely with a leaf snake in the center of the cave. They bit each other, injected venom into each other, and entangled in each other, unable to separate. Although the small black demon snake was much smaller than the leaf snake, only half its length, it still fought tenaciously.

However, Caesars did not rush to help the little black snake. He knew that although the little black snake was slightly inferior in strength, its venom was more deadly.

He quietly observed the cave's surroundings, noting its uneven floor and no obvious signs of excavation. However, he noticed numerous claw marks on the walls, suggesting this might have been the lair of other magical beasts. These marks might have been left by a previous inhabitant, perhaps one that had once lived here.

Caesars began clearing the rubble from the ground and piling it at the cave entrance, hoping to create a flatter surface. After some effort, he produced two thick, soft animal hide mats. He carefully spread them out along the inside of the cave, creating a relatively comfortable resting area for himself. Now, he could rest in peace.

At this time, the battle between the two venomous snakes ended, and the little black snake was undoubtedly the winner. It bit the limp dead leaf snake and dragged it towards Kaisas. It remembered that Kaisas wanted a dead leaf snake.

"Well, you're capable of hunting such a large prey. I don't have the energy to cut food for you today, and I can't even set up a tent now. Eat some cheese first, and then add a magic core."

Kaisas took out some cheese and a magic core, as he himself was already hungry.

The night was pitch black, and the moon was hidden in thick clouds.

After eating a few pieces of cheese, Caesars began to feel sleepy. He took out a soft fur sleeping bag and a fur pelt for the little black snake to keep warm. After extinguishing the torch, he carefully crawled into the sleeping bag, trying not to let his injured ribs be touched.

As Kaesus fell into a deep sleep, the sound of heavy raindrops could be heard outside the cave. The rainy season in Felwood seemed to have arrived early this year.

The little black snake felt the cold, so it burrowed into its own fur and hid its head completely inside.

As Caesar slept, strange images kept appearing in his mind. In his dream, there was a mysterious figure, a man with long silver hair, sitting quietly on a purple-black throne.

The sky seemed unusual. Without a single cloud, only vast expanses of purple aurora shone, as if the entire world were enveloped in this strange light. Even fragments of stars could be seen floating in the air, gleaming faintly like sparkling gems.

Beneath the man's feet lay a shattered earth. Aside from the scattered bones, everything else was pitch black. It seemed as if the land had been through a brutal war. Its former prosperity and vitality had vanished, leaving only an endless silence and desolation.

Suddenly, the figure sitting on the throne moved, stretched out a hand, and pointed at Caesar's waist. At this moment, Caesar felt an unbearable itch coming from his waist, making him reach out and scratch it in his sleep. In the real sleeping bag, Caesar also began to scratch his waist non-stop, trying to relieve the maddening itch.

The little black snake beside him seemed to sense the movement of Caesar's body. It crawled out from the soft fur roll and then quickly crawled into the sleeping bag next to it, as if something was attracting it.

Snakes are usually cold, and the little black snake is no exception. Caesars, who was sleeping at this moment, was awakened by the cold. He found that the little black snake had actually crawled into his clothes.

"Why are you so disobedient? You even crawled into my clothes!" Caesars said angrily.

However, at this moment, Caesars suddenly felt an itch at his wound, and he hurriedly reached out to grab the little black snake. However, he didn't catch the little black snake, but instead felt something hard at the wound site. Moreover, he found that his wound seemed to no longer hurt.

Caesars was startled and quickly sat up to check the situation. He quickly took off his robe, untied the bandage there, and looked down at his waist. However, the scene before him stunned him.

Where the wound should have been, dozens of black scales the size of a fingernail had sprouted. These scales emitted a mysterious luster that surprised him immensely.

"Last time it was shedding its skin, now it's growing scales!"

When he touched the scales with force, he could still feel a faint pain. It was as if the scales had replaced the bandage, sealing the wound. The mysterious luster within the scales was the flow of magic power, repairing the wound. He needed to replenish his magic power. The magic power in these scales came from his magic sea, and it was transmitted rapidly through his magic veins, and his magic sea was almost exhausted.

Caesars didn't understand what was going on. He held the magic crystal and absorbed it. But before he knew it, the little black magic snake stuck to his waist again, clinging tightly to his scales.

The magic power absorbed could not keep up with the consumption of the scales, so Kaisas took out two bottles of intermediate mana potion and drank them all in one gulp. He picked up a magic crystal in each hand and quietly replenished his magic power.

As Kaisas absorbed the magic, he also explored the scales growing from his waist. Not only did the scales flow with magic, but they also seemed to conceal a magical array. However, he couldn't clearly see or detect the mysterious magic array. It was too fine and complex, each magic line thinner than a spider's silk. It wasn't a flat magic pattern, but rather multiple layers of overlapping magic patterns.

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