Chapter 220 A Woman's Red Eyes
When Horn opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a ceiling covered with red and yellow octagonal shapes covered with vines.
When he tried to turn his head, the tearing pain in his neck made him grimace.
"you're awake?"
The orange-yellow sunlight shone through the windows like a folding fan onto the marble, making the black symmetrically arranged diamond pattern shine.
On the marble floor, Horn saw Shilov sitting upright in a wheelchair, a blanket covering her thighs and a book open in her hands.
Shilov turned her head and looked at Horn, her tail standing up nervously. She turned her wheelchair and came to Horn's bedside: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect what happened next."
"Don't talk about you. I didn't expect something like this to happen later." As if recalling what happened before, Horn touched the gauze on his neck with lingering fear.
The moment the star realm rift appeared, he felt something was wrong. He wanted to shout, but his mouth was out of control and he kept muttering something incomprehensible.
The most important thing was that strange long and thin words began to flash before his eyes. The words were connected to each other, like spiral vertical lines and cross cracks.
If Jeanna had not acted decisively and used lightning to forcibly interrupt the ceremony, Horn's soul would probably have been sucked away by the thing in the rift.
Sitting up with his hands on the bed, Horn endured the pain and looked around. In the empty room, there was no one else except Shilov.
"Where is Madeleine? And where is Victor?"
"After you applied the medicine, many people came to visit you. In order to enter your room first, a group of elders and bishops almost fought at the door and were driven away by little Jeanne." Seeing that Horn did not blame her, Shilov's upright tail finally curled up and swayed from side to side.
In one afternoon, everyone knew that the Ether Spire had exploded and injured His Holiness the Pope, so they all rushed to visit.
Although Horn was not seriously injured, a lot of people still came to visit him.
On the one hand, he was trying to win favor, and on the other hand, he was confirming that Horn was not dead. After all, Horn alone maintained the existence of the entire Papal State.
Once he died, there was no one with the prestige and ability to take over and unite the entire Papal States, and things got out of hand.
"What about Jeanne?"
"Jeanna went to get the Star Forge Gear." Shilov guessed that Horn had questions and answered first, "Last night's ceremony was only half successful, probably because the lightning interfered with the ceremony.
Under normal circumstances, the water in the Moon Pool would reflect transparent indigo light, but now it reflects a cyan fluorescence.
We sent people to salvage it, but as soon as the water in the Moon Pond started to discharge electricity, we had to send little Jeanna, who was not afraid of lightning, to salvage it."
The Moon Pool filled with ether was discharging electricity? Horn was a little confused. The water in the Moon Pool was discharging electricity? What kind of strange phenomenon was this?
Horn wanted to get up and go to the scene to watch immediately, but after touching the wound on his neck, he finally did not move. He just silently thought about the meaning behind it.
Does this mean that the ether is stored in the water, and Jeanne's magic power, the lightning, is stored in the ether, so it discharges like this?
But that's not right. The ether hypothesis says that when magic is used, it is the magic power that activates the ether, or in a sense, "ignites" the ether.
The example that Shilov gave before was very good. Aether is the firewood, and mana is the fire. How can there be fire burning continuously in the firewood without igniting the firewood?
Horn thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he turned his attention to Shilov: "Shilov, do you remember the observation method and comparative experimental method I told you?"
"remember."
"Do you think Jeanna's situation can be repeated?"
Shilov's wolf ears stood up like antennas. "If she can reduce the power of lightning, I might try, but you are not allowed to be there."
Shilov could roughly confirm that although the alchemical ritual of the ether pump would affect Horn, it was limited by the distance. For example, when Horn passed by Dazexiang before, the alchemical ritual of the ether pump was activated once. According to the time calculation, Horn was in the southern part of the Black Bone Swamp at that time, but he was not affected.
This basically confirms that the attraction of the Astral Rift to Horn is limited. As long as he stays away from it, maybe he will be fine.
Shilov seemed to have thought of something. She pricked up her wolf ears and asked Horn, "I forgot to ask, what happened to you at that time?"
Horn paused while putting on his clothes: "I saw something in the astral rift."
"What is it?" Shilov asked impatiently.
She had seen the Astral Rift hundreds of times since she was a child, but this was the first time someone said that they could see things through the Astral Rift.
After fastening the buttons on his shoulders, Horn was silent for a few seconds before saying, "One eye."
A woman's red eye.
"Shilov, go inform them that I am available for the meeting." Using his collar to cover part of the blood-stained gauze, Horn said to Shilov.
Soon, a series of footsteps were heard from outside the door, and bishops, elders, and centurions came one after another, but Horn had specifically instructed them to maintain order and silence.
Horn directly asked the guards to tell them that anyone who dared to make a noise would be locked up in a small dark room for a day and only given water but no food.
The bishops and elders who had suffered naturally dared not act presumptuously again.
So the bishop and the elders came to visit first, but when Horn discovered that they were trying to stay and avoid military training, he kicked them out.
Next came the centurions of the entire Autumn Dusk Island. There were 48 of them in total, but only 30 of them had time to visit Horn on the first day on Autumn Dusk Island.
In theory, each centurion is responsible for a block, and the population in the block is around 450-600 people.
Now there are ten blocks that have been basically renovated, which means that nearly 5000 people live in Insula Apartments.
Horn is injured now and cannot go anywhere. He can take this opportunity to communicate more with these centurions who are high-ranking officials.
Thinking of this, Horn said directly to Busak at the door: "Go and help me arrange a few literate scribes, and then number the centurions and let them enter in turn."
After saying this, Horn took out a few sheets of paper from the bedside table and handed them to Shilov: "You are my secretary general. You will be responsible for recording the key points of my conversations with the centurions."
"Okay." After taking the paper and pen, Shilov immediately became energetic. This was her first job in her first career.
There are still four days before the conscription, so Horne can use this time to recover. The laceration on his neck is not serious, and he has the physique of a witch. As long as the injury is not serious, he will recover quickly.
During this period of time, I will use it to communicate with the centurions and take a look at the grassroots situation on Qiumu Island.
So Horn's daily routine changed from handling government affairs and attending classes to writing work manuals, plans and textbooks in the morning, and having tea parties with the centurion and Shilov in the afternoon.
The days passed by like a wild donkey that never stops running, and like Pasrick's prostate that often rebels, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of recruiting new soldiers.
After lying in bed for four days, Horn was finally able to get up. Although there were still intermittent blood scabs on his neck, they could no longer be seen after he wrapped a scarf around his neck.
"Let's go check out the recruiting situation."
(End of this chapter)