Chapter 393

Chapter 323 – Wounded Healer

Dorothy mumbled and then began to act, reminding Vania.

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In some part of the villa, Vania, who was praying nervously while resting, suddenly felt the ground shake. A loud noise came from outside, startling Vania in the middle of her prayer. She immediately stood up, her face filled with panic as she looked around frantically.

“What’s going on? What happened!?”

Vania looked around disoriented, and at that moment, she felt a slight pain above her chest. The Puppet Mark hidden under her clothes reacted, causing Vania to furrow her brow.

‘This is Miss Dorothyia’s signal!’

Vania thought to herself. In their previous agreement, such signals represented action cues. Once Vania received this cue, she could start planning her escape.

‘That commotion just now, it seems the Church and the Hunters have begun their attack… I need to escape now!’

With this in mind, Vania quickly moved to the door of the room and opened it. Seeing that the guards outside had been drawn away by the commotion, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as Vania was about to leave, a sudden intense noise erupted down the corridor beside her. She turned to look and saw several monstrous creatures with black fur, fierce faces, sharp fangs, and clawed hands, resembling apes, surge out from the end of the corridor. Vania recognized these beings; they were monsters controlled by Smith, the very ones who had brought her here. They clearly meant business.

“Roar!!”

Three Beastmen charged down the corridor towards Vania, howling. Vania ran to the right in fright.

‘Ahh! These guys are after me! What kind of monsters are these!’

Vania ran down the corridor, trying to escape the Beastmen, while the three pursued relentlessly, their eyes full of hunger, commanded to eat the nun.

The Beastmen possessed the physical abilities of a Black Tier Beastmaster, which included Second Tier “Cup” and First Tier “Shadow.” As a Healing Priest, Vania had Second Tier “Lamp” and First Tier “Cup,” giving her an absolute disadvantage in physical capabilities, making it impossible to escape them. With the Beastmen closing in rapidly, their hunt intensified.

These Beastmen had traits of wild beasts and could sense prey’s fear. They could smell Vania’s panic, considering her an easy target. One of them leaped toward her back, and Vania’s heart raced.

‘Lord… save me!’

At that moment, a hawk cry echoed down the corridor. An eagle flew in from the front, carrying a long, slender blade in its talons, with a large red gem embedded at the tip.

The eagle flew in front of Vania, dropping the blade. Vania widened her eyes and instinctively caught the sword in mid-air. The moment she gripped the hilt, the panic on her face vanished, replaced by a calm demeanor. The beasts sensed Vania’s aura change; the previous panic had disappeared, replaced by a dangerous, lethal intent.

In her calmness, Vania closed her eyes, then opened them, seeing her surroundings clearly. She grasped the blade tightly, turning and slashing with a flash of cold light. The Beastman lunging at her was decapitated in one swift stroke, falling to the ground with wide eyes.

In shock, Vania struck back, taking advantage of the Beastman’s distraction. She killed one outright, and the remaining two stopped, assuming a defensive stance, baring their teeth in hostility.

Seeing their comrade fall, the other two Beastmen attacked Vania with full force, rushing forward on all fours, growling and drooling. Vania met them head-on with her sword.

For a moment, claws and sword clashed, roars and clashes echoed. Without underestimating them, the two Beastmen were much harder to handle. They were incredibly strong and agile, forcing Vania to rely on her Mind’s Eye to dodge their relentless attacks.

Although the Beastmen had superior physical attributes, their attacks were instinctual and unskilled. Under Vania’s Mind’s Eye, every move of theirs was exposed. During her dodges, she could also counterattack.

Unfortunately, Vania’s movements were severely restricted by the pincer attack. Her strikes could only inflict superficial wounds on the Beastmen, leaving various cuts and scratches. Though these injuries caused the Beastmen to bleed profusely, they were not fatal. For a creature of the “Cup” tier, such injuries were insignificant, far from enough to stop them.

The battle continued. Despite Vania’s precise sword skills and numerous wounds inflicted on the Beastmen, the resilience of the “Cup” tier made these minor injuries ineffective. If Vania couldn’t k*ll both Beastmen in one blow, the fight would become a test of endurance and stamina, which was unfavorable for Vania, a mere auxiliary “Cup.”

It was mainly due to the nature of the Healing Priest profession, whose extraordinary ability to heal others and herself was nearly useless in this intense solo confrontation.

In close combat, the Light Spear’s long preparation time was impractical. Thus, Vania needed another strategy to win. And indeed, she had one…

“Lord… give me revelation…”

Closing her eyes, Vania whispered devoutly. In the midst of battle, her left hand, not holding the sword, suddenly glowed orange-yellow, the light of a Healing Priest during treatment. This light could heal wounds and alleviate pain.

Vania activated her Healing Priest ability, though she wasn’t injured herself. This ability wasn’t for her but for her enemies.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Vania touched the Beastman’s arm with her healing light. Instantly, many small wounds on the Beastman’s arm healed.

The places touched by Vania’s hand closed, and bleeding stopped. The Beastman, even though a beast, felt surprised at being healed. It didn’t expect this human to help it.

Was it a mistake?

However, this surprise didn’t last long. The Beastman immediately felt something wrong.

Its wounds, which should have healed, now felt excruciating pain, far worse than before! Moreover, the healed wounds started swelling inexplicably, spreading rapidly. The “healed” Beastman screamed in agony, eyes filled with bl**d.

Seeing this, Vania sighed in relief internally.

‘Sigh… it worked. Just as Miss Dorothyia said, the healing art inspired by Akka can be used like this…

‘It can… be used incorrectly…

Vania thought to herself. She had just used her ability to perform incorrect healing on the Beastman, intentionally misaligning tissues and bl**d vessels, causing widespread bl**d clots and internal bleeding, turning external injuries into internal ones and worsening them!

This was the practical application of a Healing Priest’s ability!