Fusâs originally fair skin was somewhat pale; even in severe illness, it couldnât conceal the noble and cold temperament brought by her royal lineage, nor the astonishingly voluptuous curves beneath the velvet thin blanket.
She then gently untied the neckline of her robe, revealing a long black scar running down the middle of her chest, bordered by lofty peaks.
The robe was not fully removed, still draped over her shoulders, held up high.
Despite wearing nothing underneath, her elasticity filled the space inside the robe, clearly showcasing the pale skin around the scar.
Upon seeing this massive wound, only then did Duke understand why Fus had hesitated earlier; the location of this wound was indeed a bit awkward.
Looking at the charming scenery before him, Duke found it hard not to avert his gaze.
After all, Fusâs assets were indeed too overwhelming, occupying almost his entire view; if the robeâs neckline werenât untied, it might have been strained even more.
The long scar was hidden beneath the blade mark, with visible dark attribute energy still active.
Duke said, "The City Lord truly trusts me."
Fusâs face flushed slightly, and her enticing red lips curled up a bit: "A person chosen by the God of Lightâs will surely canât be a bad one. Otherwise, I wouldnât have allowed you to come."
"It seems the City Lord has some deep arrangements within the Light Sect," Duke suddenly realized.
No wonder Fus was willing to let him see this injury; it seems there have been people in the Light Sect for a long time, with a lot known about Dukeâs situation.
"Not just the Light Sect, there are people in the Four Gods Sect as well. They themselves know this. Itâs a necessary means to maintain stability in Azure Vault City. I need to keep track of their movements at any time," Fus said casually.
The Light Sect and the Four Gods Sect indeed know about this, they just donât know who Fus has arranged.
However, Fus doesnât have any schemes against these sects; as long as they donât threaten the stability of Azure Vault City, they can coexist peacefully.
"Very rich dark attribute energy, havenât you asked people from the Light Sect to look at it?" Duke carefully observed the big wound in front of him, though his gaze would occasionally drift.
Noticing Dukeâs gaze, Fus rolled her eyes at him, saying, "The Holy Daughter Dali has already seen it, but she doesnât have any good solutions. That girl quite likes you, she hasnât mentioned you to me."
The Holy Daughter Dali knows Duke should have some methods, but she knows Duke likes to keep a low profile and wonât reveal Dukeâs information randomly.
The City Lordâs Mansion naturally learned about Dukeâs information through its own channels and sent Todd to invite Duke over.
"Mr. Duke, do you have any method?" Fus looked at Duke with slight expectation.
Duke said, "I have some methods, but Iâm not sure if theyâre effective. But the question is, if I help heal your injury, what benefit do I get?"
Fus, hearing this question, curled her lips, pulled the sides of her robe slightly apart, revealing more of the scenery, and chastised coyly, "Isnât this a benefit enough?"
Looking at the massive... wound ahead, Duke chuckled, "Iâm a practical person; just this wonât do. I need some actual benefits."
Fusâs face showed some displeasure, seemingly a bit angry, she pulled up her robe, covering herself tightly, though the robe still couldnât fully cover, it was still highly raised.
Duke did enjoy a visual feast, but he wouldnât be swayed by the scene before him; without real benefits, he wouldnât give freely.
Seeing Duke wasnât backing down at all, Fus said, "How about this, if you can heal me, you can pick any item from the City Lordâs Mansionâs treasury."
"Three items!" Duke said.
"Deal," Fus said after hesitating for a moment.
"Then Iâll give it a try."
As Duke spoke, he stretched his hand over, startling Fus back a bit: "What are you doing?"
"Helping you heal, undo it yourself," Duke said earnestly, with a slightly commanding tone.
Fus glanced at Duke, half-convinced, and pulled open her robe again, revealing the view inside.
Duke didnât hesitate, directly stretching his hand over and covering the wound.
Due to the sheer size of the area around the wound, he had to apply some force to squeeze his hand in and cover the wound.
Fus couldnât help but let out a soft hum, unsure if it was due to the wound being touched or for some other reason, her cheeks blushing.
Feeling the smoothness on both sides of his hand, Duke stabilized his mind, then mobilized the Power of Faith from the Light God Court, transmitting it through his hand onto the wound.
Fusâs wound harbored extremely dense dark attribute energy, clinging like maggots, entrenched at the wound.
Merely relying on pharmaceutical power could hardly eradicate it completely, at most suppressing the dark attribute energy so it doesnât spread.
The Power of Faith was a highly sophisticated energy, entirely overwhelming against this dark attribute energy, with no concern about unable to purify it.
Upon the Power of Faith reaching the wound, the dark attribute energy entrenched there immediately melted away like ice and snow, purified by the Power of Faith without making a stir.
During the purification, Fusâs complexion gradually became rosy. She could feel a warm and comfortable sensation at the wound, occasionally letting out soft hums.
The sound was highly alluring, echoing intermittently in the room, always tugging at Dukeâs heartstrings.
Duke spent ten minutes with his hand there, helping Fus heal, fully purging the dark attribute energy from the wound.
He then took out a modified Sun Resilience Potion, poured out some, and applied it to the wound.
During this process, unavoidable contact made the warm, comfortable sensation mingle with occasional pain from the wound, making Fusâs body a bit limp, lying on the cushions, her body occasionally tensing.
After Duke finished applying to the wound, he took out another Sun Resilience Potion, brought it to Fusâs lips, and said, "Open your mouth..."
Only then did Fus open her eyes, her gaze a bit unfocused. She could feel the wound healing quickly, and her bodyâs condition rapidly recovering.
She then drank the Sun Resilience Potion Duke brought over, which could be used both externally and internally.
With the Power of Faith combined with two modified Sun Resilience Potions, Fusâs injury was largely no longer a significant issue, and her body was recovering at a very fast pace, showcasing the potionâs effect.
She herself was also a first-level mage, not considered weak, with far superior recovery abilities than an average person.