The fairy maid cheers for her deceased master today.

She lost consciousness, but Lillian's condition did not fully recover.

Instead, due to loss of consciousness, the convulsions became increasingly violent.

Elena strode forward, muttering something about an emergency treatment plan, while gesturing for X and Angel to step back.

"Sir Axe, Angel, stand back, I need to handle this emergency first."

She then knelt down on one knee and quickly pressed her fingers on Lillian's pulse point on her neck, while taking out a small first-aid kit from her waist with her other hand.

Elena had carried that small bag for a long time, but this was the first time X had seen it used.

"Level 3 loss of control symptoms." Elena quickly diagnosed, "The skin has turned grayish-white, the blood vessels are bulging, the pupils are abnormal, and there are abnormal magical fluctuations in the body. This is not caused by foreign pollution or erosion... it is a pure fairy defect eruption."

X wanted to ask what a defect burst was, but unfortunately, he couldn't get a word in edgewise.

At that moment, Elena took out silver needles from her first-aid kit and precisely inserted them into three acupoints on Lillian's arm. The silver needles glowed faintly, and Lillian's convulsions subsided slightly.

"Sir Axe! I need silver restraints! To control her limbs!" Elena shouted without turning her head.

X immediately activated his equivalent exchange ability, took out a silver coin, added some small pieces of trash from the ground, and activated the effect directly.

With a flash of silver light, the item appeared in his hand.

"Here!" Ex handed the restraints to Elena. Elena skillfully secured Lillian's hands and feet, her movements gentle yet utterly forceful.

Angel finally mustered her courage and stepped forward, her little hands trembling as she offered a silk handkerchief: "Would you like this for Lillian to wipe her face...?"

Elena took the handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat and blood from Lillian's face. "Well done, Angel. By the way, did you bring any of the Holy Order's red pills? I ran out of mine."

What is that?

But then Angel carefully reached into her pocket, took out a small glass bottle, and poured out a red and soft pill.

"These are the last few." Angel's expression was a little distressed as she said this.

But she didn't hesitate at all when she made a move towards Irene.

"Don't worry, I'll make it up to you."

After comforting her, Elena continued dealing with Lillian.

"Suck it in." Elena carefully placed the red pill into Lillian's mouth. The fairy's throat instinctively swallowed, and she took the pill in her mouth, her trembling beginning to subside.

"He's stable for now," Elena breathed a sigh of relief, "but he must be taken to Section B of the Church of the Holy See, where there are professional medical facilities."

Angel immediately puffed out her little chest: "I'll help!"

Ex asked instinctively, "Wasn't it supposed to be sent to the Holy Church Hospital?"

"Out-of-control fairies are dangerous and cannot be treated in hospitals," Elena explained simply.

Ax nodded, indicating that he understood. Even if he still had questions, he could ask them later.

Soon, the three of them rode in a carriage and escorted Lillian back to the Church of the Holy See.

"arrive."

As soon as Ex arrived at the church entrance, two Holy See goblins and a Templar knight immediately came to greet him.

The Templar Knight glanced at her and knew what had happened, nodding to the fairy.

"Let's get to the treatment room in Sector B immediately," Elena said anxiously. "This fairy needs urgent treatment."

One of the Holy Order fairies nodded and led the three through the long corridor.

The corridor had no windows; silver candlesticks hung on the walls, casting flickering shadows on the ancient stone. A faint herbal scent and some mysterious energy rippled through the air.

"This way." A Holy Path fairy pushed open a silver door engraved with a thorn pattern. "The treatment room is ready."

In the center of the room was a silver platform, surrounded by all sorts of strange and unusual trinkets. Angel was clearly here for the first time as well, looking around curiously, her blue eyes filled with wonder.

Lillian was carried onto the platform by the Holy Order fairies. The Holy Order fairies then stood guard solemnly to the side.

"Master, this place is so mysterious..." she whispered, afraid of disturbing the unconscious Lillian.

Ex gently stroked her silver hair: "Lillian will be better soon."

"Are you companions of this out-of-control fairy?"

As they were talking, a slightly young priest in a white robe slowly walked into the observation room. His white vestments looked exceptionally pure in the candlelight, and the silver cross he wore on his chest swayed gently with each step.

Following closely behind was a fairy—a petite fairy with light brown curly hair, holding a portable testing device inlaid with special crystals in her hands, and carrying a medical toolbox on her back.

Perhaps because the box was quite heavy, she seemed to have a lot of trouble walking.

"Oh, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Ian McLeod, and this is my contracted fairy—Gwyneth. Just call me Ian."

The curly-haired vixen hurriedly greeted them, almost losing her balance.

The white-robed priest Ian naturally took Gwyneth from the toolbox and placed it on the ground.

"Thank you, Master!"

After Gwyneth spoke, she wiped her sweat and then realized that Angel was staring at her.

So they stared at each other blankly.

Then, in perfect unison, both fairies puffed out their chests.

Angel: "My master is the best!"

Gwyneth: "Nonsense, my master is the one!"

How old are you?

Where does this inexplicable competitive spirit come from?

It was Pastor Ian who immediately took charge, saying in a cold voice, "Gwyneth, begin the test!"

"Ah, yes!"

Gwyneth immediately found and carried the portable detector with both hands to assist her owner in conducting a preliminary test.

Ian's voice was deep and solemn. His gaze first fell on Lillian's vital signs monitor dial. "Indicator 78, out-of-control energy activity level three, needs to be stabilized in stages."

"Master, she has already taken the red pill," Gwyneth reminded her.

"Then let's increase the index by 20. Conclusion unchanged. Begin treatment. Inhibitors and syringes? Friends, please step back."

Ex immediately pulled the two fairies to the corner and stood with the Holy Path Fairy who had been guarding them.

Gwyneth took a delicate syringe and a bottle of medicine from her medical kit.

"Inject the Talora inhibitor first to block the energy conduction path. Gwyneth, prepare to monitor the deep magical fluctuations simultaneously."

Gwyneth quickly took out a new device, pulled out a long wire, and placed one end on Lillian's forehead.

Then she skillfully adjusted the instrument parameters, her fingertips flying across the buttons.

"Deep magical fluctuation monitoring is complete, and the silver bell resonance device is activated, ready to coordinate with the hymn frequency at any time."

Ian knelt on one knee, and after drawing the medicine into the syringe, he precisely inserted the syringe into Lillian's vein, and the silver liquid was slowly pushed into her body.

Lillian's body trembled slightly, and the readings on the instrument panel began to slowly decline.

"Now activate the sonic resonance." Ian pressed his hand against the silver cross on his chest, his fingertips glowing with a pale golden light. "In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, guide the energy back on track."

He began to chant a purifying hymn, his voice deep and rhythmic.

"It's Holy Order magic, or rather, holy magic," Elena whispered to Ex. "It belongs to a type of energy resonance magic, and it's very ancient."

Gwyneth gently jingled her silver bell while keeping a close eye on the monitoring screen: "Master, it's working, but the fairy's vital signs are fluctuating..."

"Use diluted Class C holy water to maintain vital signs." Ian's voice was calm, and a small bottle of pale blue liquid appeared in his hand.

Gwyneth immediately took the holy water and carefully dripped it into Lillian's nasal cavity using a tiny dropper.

……

Throughout the entire process, Ax stood by and observed.

He noticed that although Ian's expression was serious, every movement was precise and gentle, and he deliberately slowed down his movements to avoid agitating Lillian.

Gwyneth and he worked together seamlessly, understanding each other's instructions accurately without needing many words. Their collaboration was like a precisely functioning machine, yet it was also marked by respect for the patient.

Clearly, these two are experienced, and although they look young, they have dealt with a large number of out-of-control fairies.

"Treatment complete."

Finally, Ian breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and said to X.

Gwyneth put away the equipment and gave Angel a gentle smile: "Don't worry, this fairy will get better soon."

Ian nodded: "Let's speak privately before the fairy wakes up."

"What do you want?" Ax asked.

"If the contracted fairy goes out of control, the master is also responsible and needs additional training," Ian said seriously.

Ax immediately realized he had misunderstood.

"Uh, wait, I'm not her owner."