Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

【You have made an agreement with the king, and you will surely bring it back to reality】

[Effect: Gain a powerful power expansion bonus, temporary immortality (sustainable for 30 seconds)]

【Remaining times: 3】

"Undead?!"

Looking at his panel, Roja couldn't help exclaiming for the first time. He never thought that even the graveyard dancers could be given skills.

Let me go, what the hell is that big skull? This is too fierce, but the answer...

Roja remembered the problem of the huge skeleton, and couldn't help but wrinkled his face.

How do the dead transmit their power?

Roja is really not clear about this question. After all, in this world with extraordinary power, what is considered a dead person?

Just like the bone frame like that mountain range, it should have been a giant in the past, and the bloody plain was full of bones and long swords. It must be an ancient battlefield, and it should also be the place where he died.

But is he dead?

It seems difficult to say.

And when it comes to power, what kind of power do you want to convey? Skills? Blood? Knowledge?

Roja, who was scratching his head, felt that the problem seemed a bit complicated, but soon another thing diverted his attention.

Wait, he seems to say that I have trouble here, what the hell is...

Roja frowned and had a bad premonition in his heart, but before he could think about it, he suddenly heard footsteps in the corridor, and Brother Crowe's panicked voice came from outside the door.

"It's not good! Saint, Lord Roja, Miss Noelle is ill!"

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"I, I found out when I was waking up at night. Miss Noelle was lying on the table, and there was a water glass on the floor, as if she wanted to drink water. I touched her hair and found it was very hot, and she couldn't wake her up. I brought her here and hurried to call you."

"Well, I see, Brother Crowe, don't panic."

"Well, good, good."

The middle-aged man answered pantingly, but his heart was still terrified.

Yes, is it because I ate mortal food to the Holy Sons...

Xiu Tu, who was full of strange thoughts, went out to pray, while Roja applied a wet towel to the girl's head, gritted his teeth and couldn't help but blame himself.

Roja had actually discovered that Noelle was unwell a long time ago, but because Miss Angel was stronger than him, he subconsciously ignored it when he was sleeping.

Thinking back now, Noelle's behavior was already obvious before going to bed, but she never said it out. This proud girl has been fighting the discomfort to lead him in front of her today, and she has never complained. A word from Roja.

In the current situation, Roja seriously suspects that Noel's blood is about to be promoted, but what makes him unhappy is that the environment between the two of them is too bad now.

Bloodline promotion generally requires special guides and ceremonies. The bloodline promotion of the Heathcrete family is usually completed by elders, but now let alone elders, the two of them don't even have a protector.

Roja didn't know what the Holy See was thinking, why he threw Noelle to this kind of place, although they escaped the attack of the cultists at that time, if they couldn't get past the second hurdle that was full of chaos, there would be nothing Meaningless, there are still more than 60 hours before leaving.

"The environment here is too bad, what should I do..."

The young man scratched his hair and muttered to himself, Noelle's current situation is not a doctor, he has nothing to do, the blond girl heard his words, and slightly opened her eyes.

"If you guide me to be promoted, only the ancestors can do it here."

"Yeah... huh? Are you awake?"

Roja, who realized that Noelle had woken up, hurried forward.

"How do you feel now?"

"...Not a good feeling, is this sickness? I haven't experienced it before."

Noelle looked at her palm and smiled wryly. Her Royal Highness was born noble. Since she was a child, she had a special person to check her physical condition regularly. Coupled with her angelic blood, Noelle hadn't really experienced it for ten years since she was born. Feeling sick.

The body is heavy, hot and cold, and the consciousness is a little unclear.

These never-before-experienced feelings frightened Noelle, and her physical weakness also made her emotionally vulnerable. She looked up at the dark and undecorated ceiling of the monastery, and felt for the first time that she might not be able to get out .

"My body has been in this state for a night. Although I used the two spells of pain reduction and mental strengthening before, it was just delaying time. If I knew it, I would have learned a healing spell..."

Noelle smiled wryly. Due to her personality, she has always liked powerful spells with strong attack power, and she has never been interested in healing and the like. She never thought that this prejudice would return to her in this form.

The young man listened to Noelle's words and thought about it. The situation of Her Royal Highness is beyond the help of non-professionals. He must be treated by a truly extraordinary person, but the current conditions...

Roja clenched his fists silently, and took out the only thing that was found in this monastery that was still useful.

"Drink this bottle of antipyretic, it will always work."

"I can't get up."

After hearing Noelle's words, Roja stepped forward and helped the girl up without disturbing the wound. The girl just leaned on the boy's chest, watching the medicine bottle being delivered to her mouth.

"Drink."

"..."

"Huh? Noelle?"

Roja looked at the girl who didn't move with some doubts, but he didn't see it from behind. At this time, the girl's face was blushing, and her expression was full of entanglement and hesitation.