Start by analyzing the Holy Light

Chapter 19 The Difficult Breath

If the problem lies with Sir Morrison himself, then the problem will definitely be discovered in the church today, and it is impossible to be exposed until now.

Looking at the man lying on the bed with a hideous "wheeze" panting, Ryan was even a little worried that he would kill himself.

No wonder Sir Morrison had a look of fear on his face when he mentioned sleeping, and he even subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

"No, the root of the problem probably doesn't lie with him." Ryan frowned.

He chatted with Sir Morrison in the afternoon. Only he could hear the strange voices that appeared in the nightmare. The other servants in the manor did not hear any strange voices, except Sir Morrison's scream when he woke up. .

Then why can he hear it?
Ryan was thinking quickly in his mind while scanning all the items in the room.

When he saw the oil painting on the wall, Ryan suddenly froze.

There is nothing wrong with the oil painting itself. This painting can become a collection of Sir Morrison, and it can even be said that the painting is very exquisite.

The painting above was a scene of a group of people sitting around enjoying dinner. Ryan didn't recognize the allusion to it, and he didn't know much about the history and art of this world.

What caught Lane's attention was the wine glass the figure in the painting was holding.

"Could it be wine?!"

Ryan was taken aback. It was the first time he came to Sir Morrison's manor today, but he could hear voices that the servants couldn't hear.

The biggest difference between him and these servants who stayed in the manor every day was that both he and Sir Morrison drank wine.

The preciousness of wine Sir Morrison had already said, these servants were clearly not entitled to drink of such a precious thing.

Thinking of this, Ryan's complexion was a little ugly, but he couldn't figure it out, why didn't he notice something wrong when he drank it?

Moreover, these wines had been drunk more than once before Sir Morrison appeared in the nightmare, and the time seemed to be wrong.

"It doesn't matter, let's solve the problem first." Ryan took a deep breath, and the spell model that had already been constructed in his mind instantly echoed with the elements of the outside world.

To be on the safe side, Ryan threw a second-order purification technique at himself first.

As the holy light merged into his body, Ryan finally realized that his body had been unknowingly entangled with some kind of strange breath.

But fortunately, he used a second-level purification technique. Although the strange aura was unwilling, it quickly melted under the holy light.

The strange groans and bitter cries disappeared in his ears together with that breath, and Ryan breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, he thought that wine was really a good thing. After all, when he drank it, it did have a slight boost to his mental strength.

Unexpectedly, what was hidden under the surface turned out to be such a weird thing.

After clearing the negative state, Ryan looked at Sir Morrison on the bed, who no longer had the groans just now, and could only hear the heavy panting of "wheezing and wheezing".

After rebuilding the spell model of the second-order purification technique, Ryan waved his wand lightly with his right hand, and the holy light merged into Sir Morrison's body.

After the Holy Light entered the opponent's body, Ryan felt the consumption of magic power suddenly increased, and the Holy Light seemed to encounter great resistance.

"I don't believe it anymore." Ryan frowned, and when he waved his wand, two more groups of holy light from the purification technique poured into Sir Morrison's body.

Under the pincer attack of three consecutive purification techniques, the aura hidden in Sir Morrison's body retreated steadily, and was gradually suppressed to the corner of his body.

"So stubborn?"

Ryan frowned slightly. Sir Morrison might have drank too much red wine, and this breath was almost entangled in his body.

While waving his hands, another two groups of holy light poured into Sir Morrison's body, and five consecutive purification spells poured into his body, causing Sir Morrison's whole body to emit a glistening glow.

Even so, that breath was still tenaciously entangled in Sir Morrison's body.

The effect of the purification technique seemed to have reached its limit, and the breath was entangled in the corner of the body, which was beyond what Ryan could solve.

After being purified by the purification technique, Sir Morrison's face gradually calmed down, and his breathing gradually returned to normal.

Although not completely eradicated.But it seemed that at least for a short time the smell would no longer threaten his sleep.

"What the hell is this?" Ryan frowned.

It seems that neither he nor Harvey guessed it right. He has never seen such a weird thing. The wraith is not like a wraith, and the curse is not like a curse. Ryan even suspects that the breath has its own thinking.

Glancing at Sir Morrison whose face had returned to calm, Ryan waved his wand, threw a healing spell into the opponent's body.

Although healing can't heal the spirit, it can relieve and heal Sir Morrison's somewhat deficient body.

Gently opened the door, butler Leidi stood outside the door.

"Good evening, Mr. Dylan." Leddy pressed his right hand to his chest and bowed slightly.

"Good evening, Mr. Leddy." Ryan nodded and said in a low voice: "Sir Morrison's question is a bit complicated, I can only temporarily suppress it, but he can sleep well tonight."

"When Sir Morrison wakes up tomorrow, please tell Mr. Leddy to come and find me in the church."

"Of course, I will convey it to you." Butler Lei Di bowed slightly, "Your room has been tidied up, I will take you to rest."

Ryan shook his head and said, "I won't stay here anymore, can I trouble Mr. Leddy to take me back to church?"

Butler Leidy hesitated for a moment. Sir Morrison had already ordered him to take care of Mr. Lane's daily life, but now the other party was leaving.

"I will explain when Sir Morrison comes to church tomorrow."

"Please follow me." Butler Leddy bowed slightly, stretched out his left hand to guide Ryan, and led him to the gate of the manor, where there was a stable with carriages parked.

After Seeing Butler Leidy lead the carriage out, Ryan pressed his bowler hat with his left hand, bowed slightly and sat in the carriage.

There are street lights in Layton, at least there are street lights in Chengdong District, which is a noble district.

It's about eight o'clock in the evening, and it's not too late.

Sir Morrison and Ryan returned to the bedroom not long after dinner. It didn't take a few minutes from the time the other party fell asleep to the purification by the purification technique.

"Mr. Leddy, how long have you been working for Sir Morrison?" Ryan leaned in the carriage and looked at Butler Leddy who was driving ahead.

"Fifteen years, I think, sir."

"15 years?" Ryan was a little surprised. Butler Leddy didn't look very old, probably no more than 40 years old. Doesn't this mean that the other party started working as a housekeeper in his twenties?
"In fact, most of the servants in the manor have worked here for more than ten years."

"Sir Morrison is very generous, very few servants choose to leave." Butler Leddy flicked his whip.

Ryan opened the curtains and looked thoughtfully at the brightly lit villa behind.

　Thank you for the reward of Liusui, thank the prince for not being my reward and monthly ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)