Having received confirmation from Kariel, Loran finally breathed a sigh of relief and removed the cloak she was wearing.
To be safe, she left the cloak at the entrance before walking into the shop.
When Kariel saw Loran’s attire, her eyes lit up, and she gave a flirtatious whistle.
Her eyes were practically falling into Loran’s chest.
“Little Loran, you look so beautiful.
Where did you buy this outfit?
It suits you very well.”
“Ah…
um, I just bought it randomly at the commercial street.”
“Lying to your big sister again.
The Old Port District doesn’t have such novel styles, and this texture isn’t something you can just buy with money.”
Why is this succubus so sharp…
Loran had no choice but to awkwardly change the subject.
“Let’s not talk about this for now.
Proprietress Kariel, can you tell me what exactly Magic Pollution is?”
Kariel didn’t continue to press about the clothes, but instead asked in return:
“I was actually going to ask you that.
Magic Pollution isn’t something an ordinary person encounters.
What kind of strange place did you run off to?”
“No, I didn’t.
I only encountered this because I admitted a patient.”
“A patient?”
Kariel frowned.
“A Transcendent, or a commoner?”
“A commoner, just a regular worker from the Docks.”
Kariel fell into deep thought, then asked Loran:
“Let me ask first, how much do you know about Magic Pollution?”
Loran shook her head.
Kariel then began to educate Loran at the counter.
…
After fifteen minutes of explanation, Loran quickly understood Magic Pollution.
“Disordered elemental power disrupting the human body’s normal magic circulation—is that what Magic Pollution is?”
“That’s right.
Kariel continued:
“It’s a very strange phenomenon that you found Magic Pollution on a commoner, because they would usually die directly in the aftermath of the battle.”
“But you don’t need to worry too much; this bit of Magic Pollution has no effect on you.”
“Even for an apprentice-level Transcendent, the strength of their magic circulation exceeds that of a mortal by dozens of times.”
Loran, hearing that she was perfectly fine, felt much more relaxed and asked.
“Then what about the infected commoner?”
“A mortal?”
Recalling the patient Loran mentioned when she first entered, Kariel was silent for a moment, then asked in a probing tone:
“Does he have a lot of gold coins?”
Loran’s mouth twitched.
You might as well just say there’s no saving him.
Kariel looked at Loran.
“You should have tried using a Healing Spell, right?
Healing Spells and magic potions are useless against pollution.”
“Only by diluting the pollution with a large amount of magic power can you achieve a curative effect.”
“Generally speaking, it requires eighty percent of an Elementary Mage’s magic power, costing about one hundred gold coins.”
Loran was silent.
She was still quite a few faith points away from the [Elementary Magic Power] skill.
It seems Little Ellie will have to start considering which orphanage to go to.
If it really comes to it, she can adopt her instead.
Also, the rise in sales of the Disease Dispelling Potion over the past few days is likely caused by the Magic Pollution.
Good heavens, the church’s funeral services for the coming period will definitely be incredibly popular.
The more she thought about it, the more her head ached.
Loran put on a pitiful look, gazing at Kariel with her green eyes glistening with tears.
“Sister Kariel…”
Seeing Loran’s act of being cute, Kariel’s tail perked up high again, but she still reminded her.
“Asking me to act is very expensive, you know.”
“I don’t have money…”
Loran was stunned, then hesitated, gritting her teeth:
“Can I owe you for now?
After this week, I can use [Vigor Potion] to pay off the debt.”
That group of people covered in radiation…
covered in Magic Pollution, were still at the church.
She must not let them contaminate her church too!
Kariel saw this, but thought Loran was concerned about the safety of the commoners.
A flash of appreciation crossed her eyes, but her tongue remained sharp.
“A mid-tier mage’s service fee is one thousand gold coins.
Magic potions won’t cover that much money.”
As she spoke, Kariel walked out from behind the counter and placed her hand on Loran’s head, rubbing it.
A torrent of magic power swept across Loran’s body, resolving the Magic Pollution on her.
Loran raised her hands, looking left and right, but didn’t notice any difference at all.
“No need to look.
Magic Pollution can’t be observed with the naked eye; you need to learn the elementary magic [Elemental Vision].”
“Oh right, you already owe me one thousand gold coins.”
Kariel happily patted Loran’s head, but her words made Loran’s eyes turn red.
“Why is it so expensive!
Wasn’t it one hundred gold coins?”
“I already told you, that’s the market price for a mid-tier mage, fair and honest.
Of course, you have other options…”
Kariel drew out the end of her sentence, eyeing with malicious intent the soft, tender, large breasts that Loran’s new clothes accentuated, making her drool.
So big…
and so round…
“I would be able to accept it if Little Loran used other payment methods.”
Loran subconsciously covered her chest, then realized she was being teased.
She, a dignified good man from Huaxia, was actually being teased by a woman time and time again!
Then she felt that the action of covering her chest was too feminine.
She hurriedly lowered her hand and, as if to prove something, puffed out her chest.
Little did she know, Kariel was watching with drool about to fall.
“I can pay back the money normally; don’t think of me as one of those shameless nuns.”
Loran said solemnly.
Kariel didn’t reply, but the heart-shaped tail behind her was already doing a tap dance.
A very good nun, making her tail spin; love comes from the succubus.
What a pure nun, unaware of the harsh realities of society.
Once she goes to the church, with a lonely succubus and a single woman in the same room, whether she is that kind of “shameless nun” or not…
will be up to her to decide!