"There's nothing wrong with Young Master's body, he's very healthy," Mrs. Lisa smiled after finishing the examination for Karun.

"Thank you, madam."

"Young Master, you're too polite."

Karun looked at Mike, who was sitting in a wheelchair with his wife, and said, "Mr. Mike, please stay for a moment. I have something to tell you."

Mike was a little surprised, but nodded and said, "Okay, Young Master."

Mrs. Lisa glanced at her husband and bid farewell to Karun before closing the door to the study.

Karun looked at Alfred sitting on the secretary desk, the black cat lying on the table, and the golden retriever lying at his feet, and said with a smile, "I told you, there's nothing wrong."

Since practicing magic, especially after using the "Punishment Spear", Karun had been practicing in the manor's open space for a whole morning every day for a week.

Everything else was "additional", only the "Punishment Spear" he had to use once a day.

Although his head would hurt and his nose would bleed every time he used this magic, Karun persisted. Finally, yesterday, his head still hurt, but there was no nosebleed, which was a huge improvement!

Karun's perception of himself was that his reservoir was very large and stored a lot of water, but when he needed to use it externally, he could only use a very thin tube to slowly draw water out. Therefore, once the water demand was too fast, this thin tube would bear great pressure.

He felt pain, but didn't faint. This was probably because his foundation was too solid, but his level was too low, so this...happy trouble occurred.

Puerh and Alfred advised him not to be too anxious, but Karun still insisted on his own choice.

It was because of the trauma caused by Judia's appearance last time. He felt helpless and angry when he thought of himself at that moment, without even a little ability to resist.

Trying to communicate with her as if she were a mental patient, every interaction with her was like walking on a tightrope. It didn't give him any sense of accomplishment, but instead made him suffer.

If he had the "Punishment Spear" at that time, it would have been so much better. Even if he couldn't kill Judia, he could at least blow himself up.

However, in order to relieve everyone's concerns, Karun invited Mrs. Lisa to check his body today. She was a doctor, but because of the family's belief system, she could perceive some special problems. Her examination had a high degree of credibility.

Alfred breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

The golden retriever, whose face still had traces of cat scratches, wagged its tail happily. Because it didn't write the word "beginner" on its dog crawling form, Puerh directly fought with it.

Puerh put her head on the table with some helplessness, playing with the pen cap in front of her with her cat paw.

The body modified by the evil god, the only heir of the Inmoleis family bloodline, the purification ceremony completed by the god of order, Dis's grandson; all these conditions combined, it seemed reasonable to be able to stimulate such a powerful attack attribute in the god servant.

But Puerh's attitude towards Karun was that he could develop steadily and safely, because his potential was destined to be very high, and she didn't want to see Karun take any risks.

This was...a mentality belonging to the elders.

"Mr. Mike." Karun walked out from behind the desk and came to Mike.

"Yes, Young Master."

"I plan to solve your physical problem now."

"Really, Young Master?" Mike asked excitedly.In fact, Karun had already been told about this by Dis. This was the method given by Lord Dis, and Mike had been waiting for it.

As Karun completed the purification, he had been restraining the urge to remind him. However, the explosions every morning this week had made him anxious.

He knew that it was Karun practicing. He had even watched with his father and brother.

His father had tears in his eyes. If a divine servant could unleash such intense attack attributes, then the Allen family would no longer have to fear the Raphael family once Karun grew up.

Mike was more pleased than his father because the more extraordinary Karun showed himself to be, the greater his chances of successfully treating his body.

People always had more confidence in things that exceeded their established knowledge.

"Well, I need a little cooperation from you."

"No problem, young master, please feel free. Don't worry about my feelings."

Mike knew that this treatment was not medicine. The two elements in his body were in a stalemate every day, and trying to straighten them out would bring enormous pain. But he was willing to endure it because he didn't want to continue being a waste of a family.

"Alfred."

"Yes, young master."

Alfred stood up and walked to Mike, holding out his hands.

"Sir, I'm going to lift you onto the desk."

"Okay, thank you."

At this time, Karun picked up a glass of water and walked to the window, looking outside.

The view from the window wasn't as good as before because, under Karun's orders, the Allen family had installed sturdy anti-theft windows in the study and bedroom windows facing outside.

Although Old Anderson had explained to Karun that there were ancestral formations protecting the study and bedroom, Karun still insisted on his orders.

So, if Judia wanted to climb over the wall again, she would have to perform a water-cutting steel plate first.

At the same time, there were two pistols in the two drawers under Karun's desk.

Behind him, Alfred's voice came: "Sir, I'm going to help you take off your clothes."

"Okay, thank you."

"Sir, these are disposable underwear. Let me help you put them on."

"Uh...okay, thank you so much."

"Sir, your chest hair is too thick. Let me prepare the skin for you. You don't mind, do you?"

"Uh...okay, of course not."

"Young master, everything is ready."

"Good."

Karun turned around and looked at Mike lying on the desk, his chest clean.

In fact, shaving or not shaving the hair did not affect the treatment. The main thing was that Karun's fingers would be pulling at his chest.

Karun glanced at Alfred, who was cleaning the razor, and Alfred continued to clean up without pretending not to see the young master's approving gaze.

"Mr. Mike, there is something regrettable that I need to tell you. The situation of water and fire coexisting is no longer sustainable. I need to extract one of your elemental powers from your body, and I suggest extracting fire. This will give me a greater chance of success."

"Okay, fire it is. Thank you, young master Karun."

"Okay."

Karun snapped his fingers at Bog outside the study door. After Karun extracted the fire attribute energy, this part of the energy could not be wasted and had to be transferred to Bog's body.Borg took off his clothes and realized that he had already put on disposable underwear.

Alfred glanced at him and Borg smiled shyly.

"Get ready, we're about to start."

Karun placed his left hand with five fingers on Mr. Mike's chest, feeling the smoothness without chest hair, which was indeed reassuring.

He closed his eyes;

The next moment,

Karun's left hand began to move back and forth on Mr. Mike's chest, maintaining a constant speed.

"Mike, activate your belief system."

"Yes."

Gradually, red and blue light shone on Mr. Mike's body, intertwined and chaotic, and his face showed a painful expression.

Alfred handed him a pen and gestured for him to bite it.

Mr. Mike gritted his teeth and shook his head.

Karun continued to draw circles on Mr. Mike's chest according to the Puerh's running chart he memorized.

In fact, Karun did not use any special abilities during the whole process. He just used his fingertips to tell Mr. Mike to operate the power inside his body according to the trajectory of his fingertips. In other words, even an ordinary person could complete it by following his movements, but Karun, who had not completed purification, did not know when to proceed to the next step.

It was like acupuncture. It was not difficult to insert a needle, but the difficulty was...you had to know where to insert and how deep.

Puerh had already solved her biggest problem, so Karun's task was much easier.

Finally,

The red and blue on Mr. Mike's chest gradually separated into two groups, still in a state of mutual exclusion, but at least they were separated from each other.

On the other side, Borg had already operated his power because he had looked at his own running chart, but the red on his chest was not as deep as Mr. Mike's. This was the difference in realm, and Borg had only operated the red power.

This was why Karun had previously suggested that Mr. Mike choose to give up the fire attribute power, because on the family belief system list, Borg was recorded as a level one fire attribute.

In fact, the biggest difficulty in solving this problem was that you needed to design the running trajectory based on each person's different family belief system and physical condition.

Therefore, at this stage, only Puerh, who had reached level nine in the family belief system, could do this. Other people, no matter how strong they were, could not do it if they were not from the Allen family.

"Borg, put your hand on it."

"Yes, young master."

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Borg stepped forward and placed his palm on Mr. Mike's chest.

The two running trajectories, like two mutually attractive formations, reacted as soon as they touched.

The red on Mr. Mike's body began to transfer rapidly to Borg's body, while Borg quickly absorbed the fire attribute power accumulated on Mr. Mike's body.

At this moment, Karun let go of his hand and took two steps back.

Because this was the conduction of fire attribute power, at the next moment, both of them were "burning" with fire.

Mr. Mike's hair was ignited, and so was Borg's;

Then, their disposable underwear also burned.

The function of disposable underwear was to cover up and also to burn quickly, so as not to leave any burns.

Mr. Mike's face gradually changed from pain to peace,

while Borg's face gradually changed from peace to pain, but he kept biting his teeth and using his nose to inhale and exhale to endure the pain.

Karun looked at Borg and spoke his mind. This young man was born in a brothel, but he seized the opportunity to return to the Allen family and get rid of his original fate. He had good eyesight and was very decisive and good at seizing opportunities...A boy like this is definitely the lead in the play.

Last night, Karun and Puerh, who was sleeping at the foot of the bed, talked about this topic before going to bed. Puerh was the one who suggested transferring the fire attribute power that Mike was about to give up to Borg.

It felt like this "boy" had the attribute of a white-eyed wolf, but Puerh also valued the future of the family.

However, when Karun joked that Borg was the "protagonist script," Puerh just laughed and asked, "What about you, young master?"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

With a cry from both Mike and Borg, the transmission ceremony ended.

Mike's eyes were completely covered by clear blue, and then a layer of mist appeared on his body. Gradually, it solidified and looked like a suit of armor.

In the next moment, Mike stood up from the desk. The armor below did not affect his movements, but this state could not last naturally.

"Thump!"

Mike knelt heavily in front of Karun and said sincerely, "Thank you, young master. It is you who gave me a new life!"

On the other side, Borg's skin began to turn deep red, but soon, he raised his arms and the red began to fade away, gradually returning to normal skin color.

In his right eye, a red flame flashed, which meant that he had reached the second level of the family's belief system!

He advanced with the fire attribute power drawn from Mike's body.

Then, Borg also knelt down in front of Karun and said, "Young master!"

Borg didn't say anything else, just punched himself in the chest.

Karun looked at the two kneeling on the ground and smiled, "You can put on your clothes first."

...

"Thank you so much for healing Mike, young master Karun." Mr. Anderson followed behind Karun, wiping away tears as he spoke.

Karun believed that this actor was genuinely moved at this moment.

"This is what I should do." Karun said calmly.

"No, this is your favor to the Allen family. The Allen family will be your horse, your hunting bird, your will, and the direction of the Allen family!"

"You are too kind."

If Karun were to leave now, the Allen estate would probably be gone in a while.

However, Puerh was right. It really needed the support of a family to collect materials and run errands.

Karun didn't expect that even a junior small formation would require such complex materials when he started to study the formation.

At this time, Karun had already arrived at the entrance of the castle with Mr. Anderson. The theater in the distance had been transformed into a huge mourning hall, and Prince Henry's funeral was scheduled for three days later.

The remaining parts of Prince Henry's body could not be found, so a new body was specially made for him with silver. When it was time to wear clothes, only his head was exposed.

If Aunt Mary were here, she would definitely be very happy with this extremely easy job.

At this moment, Karun saw a group of people wearing royal court costumes arguing with Allen family workers near the theater.

A middle-aged man in official clothes was talking loudly with Mr. Bede.

"What's going on?" Karun asked.

Mr. Anderson replied, "Young master, it's like this. We followed your design requirements and procedures, but the officials in the palace thought that some places violated the etiquette of the royal family and kept asking us to rectify it."

"Then tell them that if they want to hold the event here, they must follow our rules, otherwise, they can take the prince's head back to the palace to handle it.""Don't worry, the palace will definitely give in in the end."

Because the old queen still wants to stay here on the day of the funeral.

Old Anderson hesitated for a moment, but still nodded immediately and said, "Yes, I'll go and talk to them in person."

Karun sat down on the steps and watched Old Anderson go to reprimand the palace official who came, and also ordered the group of officials he brought from the palace to be kicked out.

Alfred and Borg stood behind Karun.

The wind outside was a bit strong, especially at the entrance, where there was a draft. Karun silently raised his collar. His gaze fell on the performance hall, which was now being prepared by groups of maids holding various necessary items, and male servants were repairing the road from the entrance of the manor to the performance hall. He heard the sound of the big cleaning taking place in the manor.

In fact, many of his designs did not conform to the true noble etiquette of Vayne, let alone the etiquette of the Vayne royal family.

But Karun just wanted to be willful, partly because he knew the queen would agree no matter what, and partly because he felt... homesick.

His aunt was humming in the basement, glad of the money and lack of trouble.

His uncle was busy arranging things in front.

Ron was slacking off and dozing off.

Aunt Winnie was comparing the long list of dignitaries who were expected to attend.

Minarent Kris and the others were serving and preparing drinks.

Upstairs in the third-floor study... Karun instinctively looked up, then slowly lowered his head again. Grandpa was still asleep.

"Cough, cough..."

Karun started coughing and instinctively covered his mouth with his hand. Alfred stepped forward and put a coat on him.

At this time, Mrs. Jenny and Yunes walked over from the performance hall and saw Karun sitting on the steps at the door. Mrs. Jenny smiled and said to Karun, "Young master, the layout of this funeral really conforms to our Rulan customs."

Mrs. Jenny was originally from Roja City and naturally could tell where the details of this funeral came from.

"That palace official also realized it and kept saying that it didn't conform to tradition, but was scolded by my father and left," Mrs. Jenny added with a hint of satisfaction.

"The people of Vayne have always looked down on our Rulan customs and habits, always thinking that we Rulan people are country bumpkins," Mrs. Jenny said, obviously having suffered from "regional discrimination" from Vayne aristocrats since marrying into the Allen family.

Karun smiled, "Since the funeral was designed by a Rulan person like me, it must follow our own rules..."

At this point, Karun suddenly froze.

Because a low and unfamiliar phrase suddenly echoed in his mind.

It seemed very far away, but also very, very close.

Like someone shouting at you from the other side of the mountain, and like someone whispering directly in your ear.

This was a whisper from God:

[Order is what I have established and what you must follow.]

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