From Shien perspective, he couldn’t sense any breathing or signs of life from Harvis.
Harvis’s body, besides the lingering magic power and faint death aura, showed no signs of life.
Looking at Harvis, Capeline turned to an elderly man in priestly robes with a heavy heart.
“High Priest, is there still no improvement in my brother’s condition?” she asked.
The man was the High Priest of the Imperial Capital’s Temple, the leader of all clergy in the Empire, a Temple Magician at level eighty-nine.
Shien only now realized that not all leaders of Temples were called Popes. Pope was a title reserved for the most trusted and respected clergy, only one per generation. The current Pope was Yuler, a Legendary-level expert from the Royal Capital’s Temple, leading all clergy in the Kingdom, his status equal to the King.
As for the leader of the Empire’s clergy, he was simply the High Priest of the Imperial Capital’s Temple.
The High Priest, after observing Shien secretly, turned to Capeline and said with a wry smile,
“I’m very sorry, Princess Capeline, but as you can see, Prince Harvis isn’t injured or cursed, but consumed by a large amount of death aura and transformed into a half-dead being by necromancy. Saving him is no different from resurrecting the dead. Even Pope Yuler of the Royal Capital’s Temple might be helpless.”
The High Priest sighed, explaining the severity of Harvis’s condition.
“Is there no way?” Capeline asked anxiously.
“There is a way,” the High Priest sighed, “If Anima, the Goddess of Life, were here, she could use her power to dispel the death aura, purify his body, restore his vitality, and grant him new life.”
In other words, only Anima could save Harvis.
Capeline looked at the motionless Harvis, then turned to Shien.
“Do you have any way?” she asked, almost pleading. Harvis’s condition made her despair.
Shien looked thoughtfully at Harvis, then turned to the High Priest.
“As long as the death aura is dispelled and his body purified, he can be saved?” he asked calmly, as if not finding it too difficult.
“Y… yes,” the High Priest, slightly startled by Shien’s question, replied nervously, “As long as the death aura is dispelled and his half-dead body revitalized, then using the highest level Restoration Magic, it’s not impossible to replenish Prince Harvis’s lost life force.”
But that death aura was incredibly difficult to deal with, even more so than a curse. The High Priest had tried various methods to dispel negative status effects, but none could dispel the death aura and purify Harvis’s body.
But Shien smiled.
“In that case, let me try.”
Saying that, Shien drew his Holy Sword.
“Heresu.”
With a short chant, Shien unsealed the first seal on the Holy Sword.
The Holy Sword glowed, and a steel blade detached from the blade, turning into a ring and attaching to the hilt.
“Ooh…!”
The High Priest let out a gasp, kneeling before the divine light emanating from the Holy Sword almost instinctively.
The surrounding clergy also knelt down in shock and excitement.
“The light of the Holy Sword!”
“Oh god…”
“I never thought I would see the true Holy Sword of the Hero in my lifetime!”
“Praise the Goddess! Praise the Hero!”
The clergy exclaimed in awe.
Capeline also watched this scene, her eyes flickering intensely.
“He truly is the Hero…”
Looking at Shien wielding the Holy Sword, even though it wasn’t the first time she had seen this, Capeline still couldn’t quite believe it.
She touched the replica Holy Sword at her waist. After everything had settled, she had retrieved the replica Holy Sword that was dropped on the battlefield.
Now, the replica Holy Sword was trembling slightly, as if excited and joyful.
With the genuine Holy Sword before it, the replica naturally couldn’t remain calm.
Shien ignored all of this and walked towards Harvis, holding the Holy Sword.
“Slash!”
In the next second, Shien swung the Holy Sword, slashing at Harvis and cutting his body.
No, Shien wasn’t cutting Harvis’s body, but the death aura surrounding him.
With the Holy Sword’s divine power, Shien effortlessly severed the stubborn death aura that even the High Priest couldn’t dispel, letting the Holy Sword’s light bathe Harvis and purify his body.
Finally, some changes appeared on Harvis’s body.
The color gradually returned to his face, and his chest began to rise and fall again, showing signs of life.
“Brother!” Capeline cried out joyfully.
“A… a miracle…!” the High Priest exclaimed.
But Shien wasn’t finished.
“[Celestial Breathe].”