Betrayed by the Succubus, I Raise a Twelve-winged Angel

Chapter 390 - 391: Setting Out for Soltara!

Following the young mermaid named Serena, Aster Grant and the others navigated through the intricate waterways and alleys of Kaelon.

They arrived at a rather secluded, somewhat rundown area.

Serena’s home was a cottage built against the rocks.

Pushing open the creaky wooden door, a faint medicinal scent and humid air greeted them.

Lying on the simple bed inside was a young mermaid girl with a face pale as paper and a weak breath.

Her tail had almost lost its sheen—it was Serena’s sister.

The Snow Maiden stepped forward gracefully, crouched down, extending her slender fingers as white as jade, gently resting them on the girl’s cold wrist.

Her ice-blue eyes slightly closed, carefully perceiving the girl’s internal condition.

Moments later, she opened her eyes, a glint of solemnity flashed, looking up at Aster Grant, she said in a deep voice:

"She’s poisoned. A very strange and chilling poison has already eroded her vital organs and source of life."

"If she weren’t of the Oceanic Clan, having some affinity with water attribute energy, plus her unique constitution, I’m afraid she would have..."

"Were we a few days late, even I would have been powerless to help."

Hearing this, Aster Grant understood in his heart.

The Snow Maiden, having pointed out the nature and severity of the poison, meant she had the confidence to cure.

However...

He did not let the Snow Maiden act immediately but instead turned his gaze to Serena, who was so anxious she could hardly breathe, and spoke calmly:

"We can save your sister."

"But before the treatment, you need to answer two questions honestly."

When Serena heard the words "can save," his eyes exploded with ecstasy, as if a drowning person caught the last straw.

He thudded heavily to the ground, disregarding the wet filth, knocking his head continuously, his voice trembling with excitement:

"Sir! Ask away! Please ask anything! I will speak without reservation, answering all I can!"

"Just please, have mercy, save my sister! I beg of you!"

Aster Grant watched Serena, who was nearly out of control, sighed inwardly, and a gentle spiritual power silently lifted him up.

"I mean what I say! You only need to answer truthfully."

He reassured, then posed the first question:

"First question, what exactly did you encounter in Soltara?"

Serena dared not delay, quickly recalled and started narrating, his tone still tinged with fear:

"To answer, sir, what exactly... exactly happened, even I don’t quite understand."

"Our ship had just entered Soltara waters when we were surrounded by a suddenly appearing, dense, peculiar white fog."

"The fog was bizarre, vision was completely deprived, even sounds became blurred."

"Then..."

"Then the crew on the ship, it was like they had their souls extracted, one by one collapsed with no warning, couldn’t wake them no matter how we tried."

"I... I was terrified to death at that time, desperately turned the ship’s head, recklessly charged out of that foggy area, barely saving my life."

"The fog..."

Aster Grant and the Snow Maiden exchanged glances, seeing the same suspicion in each other’s eyes.

Their gaze returned to the girl on the sickbed.

Aster Grant quickly posed the second question.

"Is it only after you returned from Soltara that your sister started showing symptoms?"

Serena nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking rice:

"Yes, yes, yes! Sir, you see clearly! My sister was always in good health, very lively."

"It’s just since I came back, within a few days, she suddenly fell ill and became like this!"

"Sir, you must save her!"

Upon hearing this, Aster Grant had already grasped the cause and effect.

The eerie, dense fog of Soltara was inherently a potent toxic miasma.

Though Serena survived, he must have been contaminated with traces of poison.

Returning, he contacted his sister, indirectly transmitting poison to the relatively weak sister.

Even trace poison transmitted indirectly drove a healthy mermaid to this extent, the toxicity of the fog’s essence...

A bit terrifying!

Later, Aster Grant confirmed with the knowledgeable Grandpa Turtle and Alia, both stated they had never heard of such a formidable natural toxic fog in Soltara.

This further validated Aster Grant’s judgment—

The fog was likely released by some unknown entity.

Thus, the risk level of going to Soltara soared dramatically.

Aster Grant naturally wouldn’t take Lazuli, Vera, and others on an adventure lightly, betting on whether they could withstand this peculiar poison.

However, hope was not lost.

Aster Grant and the Snow Maiden’s gaze again focused on Serena.

This young mermaid managed to be the sole survivor, without obvious signs of poisoning himself.

Within him, there might be a natural antibody resisting the poison.

Or, he carried some treasure that could restrain the poison?

But the specifics could be explored later.

So, Aster Grant gestured to the Snow Maiden.

The Snow Maiden understood, her expression solemn.

She formed a complex Dharma Seal with her hands in front of her chest, purest Ice and Snow Origin Power mixed with potent Healing Law, gently enveloping the mermaid girl on the bed completely.

The chilling poison aura permeating the air, under this holy power, dissolved and purified rapidly like ice and snow meeting sunlight.

The healing process lasted about the time to burn an incense.

With the Snow Maiden gradually withdrawing the power, the girl’s paper-pale face gradually regained its color.

Her weak breath also became steady and strong, and her dull tail shimmered with healthy luster.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, gradually opening her eyes, though still dazed, already showing vitality.

"Sister! You’re awake! Wonderful!"

Seeing his sister awake, Serena cried with joy, again attempting to kneel in gratitude, but was stopped by Aster Grant’s gaze.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, honorable sir, for the life-saving grace! Serena shall be a servant, repaying your great kindness!"

Serena’s voice choked with emotion, full of sincere gratitude.

The awakened girl, under her brother Serena’s incoherent explanation, understood it was these strangers who saved her.

She struggled to rise from the bed to salute, weak yet sincere:

"Lynn... Thank you, honorable sirs for saving me."

Only then did Aster Grant knew the girl was named Lynn.

He waved his hand, his tone gentle:

"No need for formality, rest well. We had an agreement with your brother; this is our duty."

However, the reborn Lynn behaved extraordinarily well, disregarding her weakness, insisted on being hospitable.

Busy preparing water, serving tea for Aster Grant and the others, trying to express gratitude in this way.

Aster Grant persuaded several times to no avail, seeing her movements were unhindered, let her be.

Serena, preparing the ship, returned swiftly within fifteen minutes.

"Lord Aster Grant, the ship is ready, we can set off anytime!"

Upon hearing these words, Aster Grant nodded.

Though going through some twists, the result was good.

"Depart!"

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