Nausicaa didn’t respond immediately but glanced at the busy little flea around Renko nearby. Clearly, the little flea still didn’t want to give up on saving Renko.
Others also saw Nausicaa’s gaze, and they said after a moment of silence: "We asked the little flea earlier, but he didn’t answer us."
At first, Little Flea was adamantly opposed, but now that Little Flea hasn’t replied, it actually reveals some issues. Perhaps Little Flea also understands that Mr. Renko is beyond saving.
Nausicaa withdrew her gaze and said coolly, "No rush, let’s wait a bit longer."
Everyone exchanged glances, unsure of what they were waiting for. But since Nausicaa, the Transcendent, had spoken, they couldn’t go against her wishes. They nodded and stepped aside to attend to the injuries of Birch and Captain Baro.
Nausicaa moved to the window, looking at the mist drifting in the sky outside, silent and pensive.
Time slowly passed.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes... Renko’s complexion grew increasingly pale at a visible rate, his lips turning black and blue, and his body temperature slowly dropping.
Everyone knew Renko couldn’t hold on much longer. They wanted to allow others to come in for a final look at Renko, but since Nausicaa hadn’t given her word, they could only watch helplessly and sorrowfully as the Knight was gradually dragged into the abyss of death.
Until thirty minutes later, Little Flea slowly approached Nausicaa and said in a low voice, "Shall we let them in?"
Nausicaa didn’t turn around, still gazing at the window.
About half a minute later, Nausicaa’s eyes suddenly lit up. She jumped to her feet and pushed open the window.
Everyone was startled by her sudden action, unsure of what had happened.
"They’re here. They’ve arrived!" Nausicaa exclaimed, her voice filled with joy, as she looked at the streak of light in the mist.
"Who has arrived?" While everyone was confused, a burst of exclamations came from outside the window. Upon careful listening, these voices seemed to be from the people aboard the Moonlit Tanager.
But why were they exclaiming like that?
Just as everyone in the room was puzzled, a streak of light suddenly stopped outside the window. The gust of wind it stirred made the items within the room creak.
Only when the wind subsided a bit did they dare to peek outside.
The so-called streak of light outside was actually a giant creature with eyes that blazed like fire! Its body and claws were like those of a lion, while its head and wings were like those of an eagle.
Its mane shimmered with flames, distorting the air around it.
As they retreated in fright from the creature, it quickly deflated like a leaking balloon, eventually transforming into a small, harmless-looking bird.
Once it had shrunk, they saw several figures behind it.
With gentle leaps, they entered the room.
"Lord Byron, Lord Pat, it’s wonderful that you’ve finally arrived." Nausicaa eagerly welcomed the newcomers. Although she would usually address Angel casually, she maintained a sense of propriety in the presence of others.
Angel nodded to Nausicaa with a smile. Although he had already seen Nausicaa earlier in the Wilderness of Dreams, seeing her in reality brought him true reassurance.
However, the sight of Nausicaa in reality genuinely shocked Angel.
She was covered in wounds, her clothes stained with blood, and her customized prosthetic arm from Angel was 90% damaged, with only a few metal wires still attached.
This was the first time Angel had seen Nausicaa in such a dire state, even more than during the toughest battles of the New Star Tournament.
Moreover, Angel noticed Nausicaa’s mental fatigue and the heavy state of magic power around her.
The damage was not just external but also internal.
Angel took out two potions from his bracelet. One was a standard vial containing milky-white liquid, and the other was a delicately crafted triangular flask with a silver cap handle and a silver chain hanging from it, holding a pale green liquid inside.
"The white one is the Glowing Fluff Potion, the pale green one is Lawless Rhyme." Angel handed the potions to Nausicaa.
Nausicaa took the Lawless Rhyme but pushed the Glowing Fluff Potion back to Angel.
"The injuries to my body aren’t severe; there’s no need to waste it."
The Glowing Fluff Potion treats external injuries, accelerating healing, while Lawless Rhyme can restore some spiritual power injuries.
The Glowing Fluff Potion is relatively cheap, but Lawless Rhyme is extremely expensive. Nausicaa didn’t reject the costly Lawless Rhyme but declined the Glowing Fluff Potion, showing she wasn’t being polite to Angel but genuinely didn’t need the Glowing Fluff Potion.
Angel didn’t say much more and put away the Glowing Fluff Potion.
Nausicaa didn’t immediately consume the Lawless Rhyme, as taking such spiritual power potions is strictly forbidden to be disturbed. Clearly, it wasn’t the right time. She put away the Lawless Rhyme and led Angel and the others to Renko’s side.
Because Angel and the others’ entrance was so shocking, even though they had restrained their aura, the doctors present dared not approach. As they came over, the crowd of doctors backed away.
Little Flea was also pushed to the back, but he secretly observed the newcomers.
A handsome young man, a hunched old man, and a semi-transparent figure hovering in the air.
Who were they? Were they friends of Lord Asberu?
While Little Flea was pondering, Angel began to inspect the frozen Renko.
From Angel’s actions, the others guessed his intention.
Everyone fell silent, eyes filled with hope, wondering if the esteemed figure whom Lord Asberu respected could save Mr. Renko.
After a brief moment, Angel withdrew his hand from the ice, not speaking immediately, but instead looking at Nis.
"Wizard Nis, what do you think of his condition?"
Nis: "His soul force is stronger than that of ordinary people; after death, he should be able to form a soul body. However, judging from the mental power value, he hasn’t reached the standard of a Talented One yet, but he’s close. For a non-Talented One to form a soul body, that’s quite impressive."
Angel: "...I wasn’t asking about what happens after his death."
Nis shrugged: "Then I have nothing more to say."
Hearing Nis’s words, everyone’s heart sank instantly. Was this elder implying that there’s only something to be said about after death, meaning there’s no hope for now?
The atmosphere steeped in sadness.
Yet in the next second, Nis’s words swiftly dispelled the mood.
"Reviving him is so simple, what’s there to discuss? It’s better to let him die. Once he becomes a soul, I might even take him back to the Soul Valley, living just isn’t that interesting."