"You repelled the sea monster?" the knight asked with emphasis.
"Indeed," Aloys replied.
The knights exchanged glances and nodded slightly.
One knight turned and shouted loudly:
"We need a priest! Someone is critically injured, hurry!"
Several priests jumped onto the deck, crouched down to examine Shen Ye's condition, and immediately began to heal him.
Their method of healing was quite strange.
They simply chanted some spells, then invoked a holy light to fall upon Shen Ye, and that was it.
Shen Ye's injuries healed rapidly at a visible rate.
His life was saved.
Aloys was astonished, his mouth agape.
—Could this be called medical skill?
How could it be so immediately effective?
In his own memory, there were indeed some images related to healing, but he had only seen these images, knowing the profound knowledge within.
With his current all attributes (in Shen Ye's words), he did not yet have enough spiritual power to practice similar techniques.
But no matter what—
