Quenched long order

Chapter 58 Night falls
Saul turned his head, and saw that fair oval face again, and those clear black eyes, Natalie, the mystic, and perhaps another name called Luna.

"There is one thing I want to ask you for help." Saul showed a gentle smile on his face.

He briefly told the mystic about Garland's situation.

"I'm afraid..." The occultist showed embarrassment and shook his head slightly. "...I'm not good at this. Besides, I've never encountered the curse of being blessed. I'm afraid this is not a problem I can solve." She sighed, "Sorry, but I'll help you find out, maybe it doesn't have to be pollution."

"Thank you." Saul didn't say much, and he knew that the mystic was right.

The two walked into the ward.

Garland was lying on the bed with a tired look on his face. After hearing the voice, he opened his loose eyes and looked at the two of them.

After the mystic saw Garland, jewel-like luster appeared on her black eyes. She was using the quencher's ability - obsidian gemstone, which can detect the physical condition of others.

Under this distinctive gaze, Garland felt that he was being spied on. Even though the mystic was standing in front of him, he still felt very uncomfortable, as if he was naked at the moment, and all parts of his body were clearly seen by the mystic, and he wanted to escape.

"Don't move." The mystic reminded me.

Garland stopped what he was doing, enduring the mental discomfort.

Soon, the mystic's eyes returned to normal. The expression on her face was neither relaxed nor solemn, but more like confusion. She thought about it and said:
"I just checked and found that there is indeed an unusual power in his body, which is very similar to pollution, but it hasn't spread, it just gathers somewhere in the body."

Although she was looking at Garland, she did speak to Saul.

"I know what you want to ask. I suggest not to deal with it for the time being, unless you have a safe way, because I don't know what will happen after touching that group of power. Maybe after cleaning it up, Garland will be safe. It is also possible that during the cleaning process, this power will spread."

Saul heard the words of the mystic, thinking about the reason in his mind, and then he asked, "Will things get better after leaving Stewart Island?"

"It's possible." The mystic nodded, "I don't know, but the cargo ship may not arrive in three days, do you know the news?"

"What?" Saul was a little surprised, "Has it been confirmed?"

"Someone saw a large amount of banknotes on the beach. These banknotes are likely to come with the ship. The only possibility is the monthly cargo ship." The mystic said, "I hope you have a ticket for the Stuart."

cargo ship……

Sauer was really surprised. Even though the curse on Stewart Island was very powerful, the cargo ship was not in this area, so it shouldn’t encounter shipwreck. Even if it did, it should be near the island, not before reaching the island.

Perhaps aware of Shaoer's thoughts, the mystic said: "I have seen it with prying eyes. The accident on the cargo ship probably has nothing to do with the island, but something else happened."

"Is that so..." Saul said softly, "...I've already got the boat ticket for the Stewart, and I can board the boat after the repairs are completed."

Hearing this, the mystic showed a mysterious smile on his face, "Ten days ago, you were just an unknown miner, but now, you are already a distinguished figure on Stewart Island. My original judgment was indeed correct."

Sauer recalled the situation when he woke up from the mine more than ten days ago. In less than half a month, not only he was alone, but also the whole island had undergone earth-shaking changes. The four people who were still in harmony at the beginning, and the four people who celebrated their escape together under the starry sky were no longer the same as before.

"Can't we do something? As long as the pollution on Garland's body is not allowed to spread, there should be a way for the secret technique, right?" Sauer's tone was uncertain, and he didn't understand the secret technique yet.

"Nachalu Talisman." The mystic thought for a while, and gave this answer, "Is it still on you?" She turned to look at Saul, and stretched out her right hand, "Shouldn't you lose it?"

Saul thought for a while, then took out the diamond-shaped amulet with the elk pattern, and put it in the mystic's hand.

The mystic glanced at the elk, which was still full of vitality, and then carefully inspected the amulet. Then, he handed it to Garland, "You take the amulet with you, it should have some effect, at least, it won't make you so tired."

Garland reached for the amulet and put it on.

"By the way..." Shaoer thought of something, "...I've been investigating the matter of gold recently. I don't know if you have any clues? Someone deliberately spread the gold from the gold mine, causing the pollution to spread."

The mystic shook his head and replied dejectedly: "No, in the past few days, my connection with the secret source has become weaker and weaker, and the secret technique is not working from time to time. If it is in my hometown, I only need to use prying eyes to find out who is deliberately spreading it. But now, on Stewart Island, I can't do anything."

Speaking of the latter, her voice trembled slightly, and fear seemed to be mixed with it.

Shaoer could hear that the mystic was afraid, not pretending to be afraid, but the island, afraid of the dark mine.

"Sorry." The mystic's tone returned to calm. She crossed her hands on her chest, looked at the dirt on the wall, thoughtfully, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first. I'll be staying at the station recently, in the room by the sea. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

"En." Saul nodded, watching the mystic leave.

"Go and do your work." Garland said to Saul.

"I will find someone to take care of you. You have a good rest." Saul walked out of the room, and he arranged for someone to take care of him. He said it was to take care of you, but in fact it was just to prevent accidents.

He did have very important things to do now, no matter what, he couldn't let Regis survive tonight.

As night fell, under the leadership of the commanders and inspectors, the resident soldiers easily cleaned up the trading market. Many miners and merchants were buried in the riot. Afterwards, the soldiers began to clean up the trading market and built fortifications around the trading market to prevent the remaining miners from rioting again.

Sauer led a group of soldiers to the wooden house where they lived before. When he arrived, what he saw was no longer the hut that could temporarily provide a warm haven, but the flaming wooden house. The four wooden houses were all burned down.

"A group of three, spread out the search, and after you find Regis, don't act rashly, tell me first." Shaoer issued the order.

"Yes!" The soldiers dispersed.

Saul looked at the burning wooden house in front of him, the dancing flames were like dancing elves, spinning above the wooden house, and the memories of the past also appeared in front of his eyes, whether it was good or bad, happy or sad, angry or fearful, all connections seemed to be completely burned by this fire without leaving a trace.

(End of this chapter)