"Tell me what symptoms were when Sir Slow was unconscious again after receiving magic treatment." Jiang Junming asked.

Keynes recalled the pain of his father on the hospital bed and described it little by little. Whenever there was a vague place, Jiang Junming always asked the questions to the end. Some questions seemed to Cairns and Idria, but Jiang Junming was still asking them very carefully.

The magician of Sir Slow's family sat beside Cairns, and he was very disdainful of Jiang Junming. In terms of age, the person invited by the young master was only fifteen years old, what would he do? If he knew that Jiang Junming was only fifteen years old, he would be even more disdainful. Moreover, looking at Jiang Junming's clothes, although they were clean but extremely simple, they obviously did not have a wealthy family. Besides, the goddess of care is what kind of god? There is not even a decent temple, and it is just a fool who fools the poor in the slums. Slow's illness cannot be cured even by the great priests of the Chenguang Church. What is the use of a believer who cares about the goddess?

But this matter was Keynes's meaning, and the magician had nothing to say, but he just sneered in his heart. This boy was afraid that there was nothing he could do, so he asked some messy questions there. Do these questions have anything to do with the treatment of Sir Slow?

The questions Jiang Junming asked were complicated, and Keynes couldn't answer them all clearly. As he spoke, he soon arrived at Sir Slo's mansion.

The carriage did not stop at the gate, and walked directly along the grass to the castle where Sir Slo lived. Cairns got off the carriage first and lifted the curtain of the carriage. He said sincerely: "Junming, please find a way to cure my father's illness no matter what. I have no choice."

Keynes said incoherently. His hands lifted the curtain of the carriage trembled slightly, and the gems embedded in the curtains, pearls collided with each other, making a subtle and crisp sound.

"I will do my best, don't worry." Jiang Junming gently held Cairns' arm, said seriously, and then walked out of the carriage.

As soon as he got off the bus, Jiang Junming felt a calm and heavy aura appearing in front of him like a mountain. The tall castle stood in front of him like a mountain. The snow-white rocks were polished into a mirror, and the emerald green unknown plants were climbing on it, and the small lilac flowers were emitting a slight fragrance. Even if the entire Twilight City was shrouded in the clouds of explosive epidemics, it still made people feel fresh and vitality here.

The corners of the thick steps are dotted with green grass, which is not as desolate as the abandoned weed-covered building. Every green grass and every flower are carefully taken care of. I don’t know how much manual effort has been spent.

It looks plain and simple. But the wealth and knowledgeable people must understand it. The foundation in it is definitely not comparable to the vulgar atmosphere of nouveau riche piled up with gold coins.

Keynes was anxious and didn't be polite to Jiang Junming. He quickly walked up the steps, opened the door and took Jiang Junming and his group into the room.

The priest sent by the Temple Alliance was walking down from the upper floor. He just heard the sound of a carriage and knew that it was Cairns who had returned, so he went downstairs to greet him. The priest was also very curious. Cairns searched for him all night and said that he might find a way to cure Sir Snow's illness. Even the great priest of the Morning Light Church could not cure Sir Sol's illness. Can anyone in Twilight City do it?

But when the priest saw Cairns walking in, there were only a few teenagers following behind him, not as he had imagined, he couldn't help but be stunned. He looked carefully again and found that no one was coming in. He asked in confusion: "Cains, where are you invited the person who treats Sir Slo?"

Keynes pointed to Jiang Junming and said, "His name is Junming, and he is a freshman who just entered the church college this year. I searched for a night and finally found him in the temple where the goddess of care."

The priest looked at Cairns in shock at first, and saw that he did not seem to be joking, so he couldn't help but feel a little funny. The priest of Chenguang Church kept Slow's vitality all night just to wait for such a young man who had just entered the church academy? Isn't this a joke? Cairns really doesn't know the importance.

"It's him? What can they do?" The priest said coldly, looking at Jiang Junming with contempt.

"Who knows what he can do?" said the magician of Sir Slow's family, at the back: "All the way, I asked some strange questions, which had nothing to do with divine art. In my opinion, it's hard to say whether he was a liar."

"Keynes, what are you doing!" A woman's voice came out, her voice was gentle, but it was a gentle tone with a tone of reprimand. This reprimand was natural and not disgusting. Everyone felt that Keynes had really done something wrong and should be punished.

"Mother, I'm inviting my friend to try to see if I can cure my father's illness." Keynes lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"A student from the church college? You are so anxious!" A noble lady followed two maids and walked slowly down from the upstairs. The lady was not wearing a luxurious dress, but was wearing a floor-to-ceiling long skirt, and the skirt was bent down by the two maids. Every wrinkle on the skirt was like a tender flower in bud. Just looking like a natural breath, which made people feel good. The skirt was one piece and the waist was tightly wrapped. Although the lady was no longer young, a perfect curve was still drawn against the backdrop of the clothes. The skin on her face was delicate, which may be because she had been busy all night and had not slept well. Her almond-like eyes looked at Cairns sternly and said while going downstairs.

"The great priest said that your father was called by God and wanted to serve the gods by God. In the future, you will be the head of this family. If you are still so frivolous, how could your father feel at ease?" When it comes to Sir Slo's death, the noble lady looked a little sad.

"He might have a way," Keynes whispered.

"A student from a church academy is about the same age as you, and his dress should be from a poor family. I don't let you make friends with young people with potential and capable people. Our family will not look down on others because of money or family affairs. But Cairns, have you ever thought about what kind of education he received since childhood? Even you have no choice, let alone a child from a poor family." The noble lady's voice became more and more severe, "Let the great priest work all night, let other forces know that the young master of Sir Slo's family was looking for people in Twilight City like crazy. Do you know how much trouble you have caused? If possible, we won't care about these troubles. But look at what you did! Bring back a young student from the church academy?"

Although his words were stern, his tone was still gentle, and Keynes was ashamed. He lowered his head and whispered: "I was injured in the church a few days ago, and he cured it."

"Oh?" Sir Slow's wife's expression calmed down a little after hearing Cairns say this. The wife also learned about what happened in the church academy that day. The priests of the church academy failed to heal Cairns with divine magic. Finally, a young student who was said to care for the church cured Cairns. Mrs. Slow looked at Jiang Junming, nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for what happened last time."

The priest snorted and said, "I don't believe that even the great priests of Chenguang Church can do it. A young student from the church academy can do it. If this is the case, just invite him to be a bishop."

Although Mrs. Slo gave indifferently to Jiang Junming, she did not intend to let Jiang Junming save Slo. Just as the priest said, even the great priest of the Chenguang Church had no choice. What can a student from the church academy do? The great priest of the Chenguang Church is not the teachers of the church academy. In Twilight City, he has the strongest divine power and the best healing effect of divine art. This is the consensus of everyone over the years.

After sighing softly, Mrs. Slo said, "Keynes, go and see your father. Since it is a call from God, after you finish watching it, you won't bother with the great priest. Slo is also in pain, so it's better to let him leave like this." After that, Mrs. Slo turned around and went back without even looking at Jiang Junming.

"Who do you think you are? The bishop of the church is also the old monsters in the magician tower? Get back quickly, don't be embarrassed and conspicuous here." The magician whispered in Jiang Junming's ear. After all, Jiang Junming was the person invited by Cairns. Mrs. Slo could scold Cairns, but the magician was Slo's family magician after all, and he had to take care of Cairns' face.

Jiang Junming smiled, didn't care, and followed Cairns upstairs. Idria glared at the magician with some anger, and stood up for Jiang Junming. But when she saw Jiang Junming did not fight back, she didn't say much, and followed Jiang Junming upstairs.

"What are you doing with me?" asked the priest sent from the temple in disguise.

"Look at Sir Slow." Jiang Junming replied calmly.

"Get back quickly. The lady didn't say it clearly just now, but you still don't understand? Don't think about getting any benefits here. If you go upstairs, all you can get is humiliation." The family magician mocked in a low voice.

Jiang Junming was not angry at the words of the priest and the magician. He still had a smile on his face and followed Cairns upstairs step by step.

In just one night, the great priest became much haggard. Sir Slow curled up on the hospital bed, and his condition seemed to have not changed much. He was the same as before Keynes left, but the solemn atmosphere in the room said everything.

Several male servants stood at the door with their hands down, obeying greetings at any time. The room was quiet and depressing.

"Keynes, go see your father." Mrs. Slow said.

Keynes walked over, his hands trembling, suppressing his emotions. (To be continued...)

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