The Knight of Light plants the sun in the eternal night.

Chapter 83 Qi-Induced Illness (Fifth Update)

On June 23, 1026, the night was calm and peaceful.

Herbalist Gideon, carrying a basket on his back, slowly walked along the ridge of the field, holding a gas lamp in his hand. He used the light to illuminate the wild grass by the roadside, and with the night vision that humans gained after the eternal night, he could distinguish most kinds of wild grass.

He was one of the three hundred serfs sent by the Countess, and he was an artisan.

Gathering herbs and brewing ointments made up most of his work; the rest of the time he spent sitting in the herbal shop treating minor illnesses for the serfs.

For serious illnesses, you can seek help from a trainee priest. One Holy Light spell can usually cure the illness; if one spell doesn't work, try two.

However, for minor illnesses, novice priests are reluctant to expend Holy Light spells.

Holy Light is meant to cultivate Lightbringers, not wasted on serfs. Each novice priest has a limit on the number of times he can cast Holy Light each day; it's impossible to treat serfs' headaches and fevers indiscriminately.

"Holy Light, Holy Light, you will always bless the Lord—" Gideon hummed an unknown tune.

He is very satisfied with his current life.

He was initially filled with anxiety when he was sent to the swamp manor, unsure of what his future would hold. However, after only a few days, Lord Leo assigned him a herbal medicine shop, making him the boss.

With the help of the governor Franken, he also recruited two serf boys as apprentices to do odd jobs for him.

Moreover, some young female serfs among the serfs have shown interest in him.

This filled Gideon, a lifelong bachelor, with a fighting spirit every day, prompting him to respond to Young Master Leo's call to build a better home.

"Dr. Gideon!"

"Dr. Gideon!"

Suddenly someone called out to him from afar. Gideon answered from the edge of the field, "I'm here. What's up?"

"Quick, quick, Sunny's having an attack!" Two young serfs ran over and grabbed Gideon, trying to pull him back.

Gideon was forced to run, complaining as he went, "Slow down, slow down, don't tip my basket off!"

Soon the three of them ran back to the herbal medicine shop in the fortified village.

Many sick serfs leaned against the doorway, while two herbal medicine apprentices busied themselves boiling medicine on the stove.

In another room, two female serfs rushed out to greet Gideon and his companions: "Dr. Gideon, please take a look at Sunny! She—she's not right!"

"Let me see." Dr. Gideon took a breath. "Don't be nervous. I have a lot of herbs here. Don't worry about any minor ailments. Just drink a bowl of herbal medicine, go back and get some sleep, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

However, when she saw the girl lying in the hospital bed...

He was immediately alarmed: "This—this, quickly go and get a priest, it seems only Holy Light can suppress it."

"I'll go get the pastor!" A young man ran out quickly.

The others surrounded Gideon, asking, "Doctor, what illness does Sunny have?"

"It's hard to say, hard to say, but it's very serious." Gideon shook his head.

The girl on the hospital bed was about seventeen or eighteen years old, in the prime of her life, but at this moment her face, arms, and legs were as red as boiled shrimp, accompanied by a lot of peeling skin, and she was already unconscious.

Gideon only treated minor ailments like colds and fevers; he had never seen such a strange illness before, and he didn't even dare to look at it.

Fortunately, the young man quickly summoned a trainee pastor.

Greta, the female novice pastor of the Light Group.

Greta glanced at Sunny on the hospital bed, frowned, and asked, "When did the illness begin?"

"This afternoon, we were doing laundry when Sunny suddenly said she was so hot, and then she fainted. After being brought to the herbal shop, she ended up like this," a female serf hurriedly explained.

Greta cannot cure diseases.

So after watching for a while, she simply cast a holy light spell, and with her chanting, a beam of holy light fell on Sunny.

However, to everyone's expectant gaze, Sunny's condition not only did not improve, but worsened. Her skin became redder and hotter, and not only did her skin peel, but her hair also began to fall out.

"Ah, this—Priest Greta, something's wrong, something's wrong!" Gideon exclaimed in a panic, "How did the Holy Light spell make things worse?"

Greta wiped her sweat, completely bewildered by the situation.

She had treated the serfs in the past, for all sorts of ailments, from insect bites to broken legs or arms, or tuberculosis.

If one Holy Light spell isn't enough, two or three should be enough.

She had never seen a case where Holy Light not only failed to cure an illness but actually worsened it. Therefore, she shook her head and said, "I cannot understand. By the Holy Light, you should go and find Governor Franken."

Frankenstein was also helpless.

So he helped find the lord: "Leo, this serf Sunny is really in a bad situation. Perhaps we should call in a real priest."

"Don't rush." ​​Leo nodded, then instructed his servant Thomas, "Go and invite Lord Rhodes over."

Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.

Perhaps the old knight Rhodes knows the situation.

Leo and Rod then went to the herbal shop and saw Sunny, who looked like a boiled shrimp. They touched her and found that her body temperature was at least over 40 degrees Celsius. If this were not a fantasy world with supernatural powers, Sunny would have been cooked long ago.

"Lord Rhodes, have you ever seen anything like this before?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Leo, I haven't seen her before, but I can use my battle aura to check on Sunny's condition."

Rhodes examined her, frowning and relaxing intermittently before shaking his head and saying, "There seems to be a power within her, like—like the aura of a trainee knight, but it's very active and rampant."

"So the culprit is this suspected qi sensation?"

"Can it be cured?"

"I just tried, but my fighting spirit can't control this energy; it can only slightly alleviate it."

"Is it too late to ask Pastor Lamar to come over?" Leo asked again.

Rhodes shook his head: "Young Master Leo, even bringing in Priest Lamar won't help. Although Holy Light Aura and Holy Light Element are of the same origin, one is external and the other is internal. They are not the same system. I can't suppress them, let alone the priest."

A pastor can cure all diseases.

However, this does not include the disturbances caused by healing Holy Light Battle Aura.

"What should we do then? Let her be tormented to death by the qi?" Leo frowned. "If this continues, she might be burned to death."

"I'll try to delay it a bit. As for the rest, leave it to the Holy Light." Rhodes pointed to the top of his head, where the Holy Light was located.

Just then, the sun mark on Leo's palm emitted a warm, guiding light.

The light pointed outside the herbal shop, seemingly to a sunflower plant. Leo clenched his fist, feeling that this warm guidance might be related to Sunny's "Qi Sensation Disease." He quickly went outside.

The houses in the fortified village have no doors to the outside; one must go around the main gate to reach the outside of the wall and touch the sunflower plants.

After touching.

A tender, full-bodied floral message echoed in Leo's mind: "Poor Sunny, the aura that should have awakened has suddenly gone berserk. So, what will awaken in the future for this berserk Holy Light Battle Aura—Berserk Battle Aura?"

"Berserk Battle Qi?" Leo's spirits lifted. "Could this not be an illness, but a mutation of an extraordinary profession?"