"I still think that Lin Qingyu is a Half-Elf." Leaning against the wall, Leticia said to Bai Ling.
Lin Qingyu was now lying in the room receiving a comprehensive examination from Candice, while Leticia and Bai Ling, two somewhat related but unrelated parties, stood outside the door waiting for the results from inside.
"But she really doesn't have a trace of elven aura. Could she have used some method to disguise herself?" Bai Ling trusted Leticia's judgment. Compared to her, a human who didn't know that much, Leticia, this well-informed Demon King, had very credible judgment.
Moreover, Bai Ling also believed Leticia wouldn't joke around at this time.
"Disguise? Ordinary disguises can't escape my eyes." Leticia shook her head. The Disguise Magic Qila used was already the highest level of disguise magic, but it was completely useless before her True Sight Magic.
No matter how powerful the disguise magic, it could only deceive lower-level people. Trying to fool the two of them, who were at ceiling level, was simply impossible.
"Unless..." Leticia paused. "A god."
Only a god could do such a thing.
They were mortals after all, still too weak when facing divine methods.
"Not necessarily." This time Bai Ling shook her head. "The Prophecy Book we obtained before has been mostly decoded."
"According to what the book says, all gods are sealed within divine artifacts. To awaken them requires not only luck but also faith."
"That girl—I only see evasion and fear in her eyes. Someone like her is unlikely to gain a god's recognition."
"Maybe the god she encountered was just timid and cowardly?" Leticia countered.
Even as she said this, she almost laughed herself.
A timid and cowardly god—what a joke.
If they were really timid and cowardly, they probably wouldn't have been sealed in the first place, right?
"Forget it, forget it. This is just my speculation anyway—believe it or not." Leticia shook her head. "The poison she's affected by doesn't seem that severe. I think her complexion is much better than mine."
Although Lin Qingyu looked sickly, she didn't look like someone who had been poisoned at all. To be poisoned and still be so... rosy-cheeked?
Leticia felt that if she had a physical examination now, the results would be worse than this girl's.
Comparatively, she seemed more like the poisoned one.
Regarding this question, Bai Ling said she didn't know either. She was just someone who cut people down—how would she understand these professional matters?
"The toxicity is probably relatively weak. The main issue is that this poison isn't from our side, so I had you send someone to take a look."
"Oh, so you mean I didn't need to come?"
"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet. You're not suited for long-distance travel." Bai Ling lowered her eyelids, making it impossible to see the emotions in her eyes.
"I didn't come to see you anyway." Leticia didn't have these kinds of subtle thoughts like Bai Ling. She came back just to play games.
Bai Ling? Why should she care about her?
Were games fun? Were 2D waifus pretty and caring?
No? Then that settled it.
"After treating her, what do you plan to do? Send her somewhere?"
"We can't find any identity information on her. It's like she's someone who suddenly appeared out of nowhere... though this kind of thing isn't uncommon. Not everyone is lucky enough to be born in a city." Bai Ling replied.
Due to the destruction caused by years of war, humans living in various villages actually lived quite primitive lives, rising with the sun and resting at sunset, with almost no technological products to use.
They knew that in distant places there were huge cities with miraculous technology, but the distance that couldn't be crossed on foot prevented them from reaching the cities, and prevented the cities from reaching them.
If this girl was born in a village outside the city and had always lived outside the city, then having no information records in Central City would be quite normal.
You had to know that even the several major human cities had only achieved information sharing a few years ago.
"She doesn't seem like someone who grew up in the wild. My intuition tells me that the education she received can't be called good, but it's definitely not bad." Leticia looked up toward the room with the tightly closed door. "Candice seems to be finished?"
"Don't use the word 'finished,' okay?" Candice opened the door and looked at Leticia with resentful eyes. That word made it sound like she was doing something unspeakable.
"Don't mind these details. How are the examination results?"
"How should I put it? This poison is a bit complex." Candice told the two girls waiting outside the room exactly what she had discovered.
"The poison should indeed be from the Elves, but this poison is very special. It's more like those drugs that villains in novels give to their subordinate assassins."
"You mean the kind that requires regular antidotes?" Leticia immediately understood what Candice meant. "Candice, you read those novels too?"
"Just a little hobby in my spare time." Candice somewhat embarrassedly touched her hair. "But this kind of poison won't take the life of that young lady inside. It will only make her feel extremely painful during a certain period each month."
"So Little Ya encountered her when her poison was acting up?"
"Is there a way to cure it completely?"
Leticia and Bai Ling asked two completely different questions.
"If I can extract the poison from her body, I might be able to develop an antidote, but she's very resistant to giving me her blood." Candice indicated she should be able to make an antidote, but needed Lin Qingyu's cooperation.
Without drawing blood, what was she supposed to research?
She wasn't a magician—a clever woman can't cook without rice. Without the poison, how could she research an antidote?
"Miss Bai, when you found her unconscious and discovered she was poisoned, didn't you draw some blood for testing?"
"Couldn't draw any." Bai Ling explained. After learning Lin Qingyu was poisoned, she had tried to draw blood from this girl, but no matter what method they used, the needle just couldn't penetrate Lin Qingyu's blood vessels.
It was as if something was protecting Lin Qingyu.
"Can't you be more flexible and just punch her to get some nosebleed?"
"Are you serious?" Miss Bai glared at Leticia. What kind of terrible idea was this?
"Just kidding. Candice, you work harder on this young lady's ideological persuasion. I'm going home to rest first." Leticia stretched and decided to go home to begin her slacking career.
Poison or no poison—it wasn't her business anyway. She came this time just to relieve some boredom, not to rack her brains being a sucker.