Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 245 Borrowing Eyes
Rean finally found another job and even happily received an advance on a month's salary, putting him in a very good mood.

On his way back, he bought a cake and some fruit, as well as a small amount of liqueur and some candies and cookies, intending to enjoy them himself when he got back.

That's right, it wasn't for other people's gifts; he was craving them himself, and the fact that he was short of money these days was making his life quite difficult.

With a rich woman at home, he's guaranteed not to starve. Rean can no longer get involved in the management of the mansion, but he's too embarrassed to ask Lana for snacks anymore.

Several times when we went out shopping, I used the little one's name as an excuse to get the maid and Sallyman to spend money on snacks.

Rean was pretty much certain that the maid was one of Suliman's people.

These past two days, the little one's gaze towards him has been quite subtle, and her perceptive nature clearly revealed something.

But the kind-hearted girl didn't refuse Rean. Instead, she happily shared her favorite sweet lion cookies with him, which made Rean a little embarrassed.

Originally, Rean, whose pockets were already empty, planned to work as a mercenary for a couple of days to earn some commission fees, or simply go to the dungeon to collect some materials to sell, but he had been too busy these days.

"Uh, should we go in or not? Let's eat first."

The unscrupulous adults, however, completely forgot about the little one at home, enjoying a few bites of food in the yard, planning to go inside after they finished eating and drinking.

There was no beer or spirits, because neither Suliman nor little Lana liked them.

In a sense, Rean prematurely entered the tragic life of raising a daughter in middle age.

However, due to the many things that have been going on lately, he has spent a lot of money, which has depleted his small purse. Given a little time, he should be able to build up his own savings.

Lex was also partly to blame. That day, he was rescuing people everywhere and saw that some of the disaster victims were living in dire straits, so he took out the gold and silver coins in his pocket and casually scattered them. With Rean's meager savings, he lost them after flying around twice, and then he shamelessly took the lord's money bag.

But he hadn't finished eating.
"Young Master Rean?"

Uh, she'd already been caught by the maid.

But the other person ignored him and hurriedly pulled him inside.
"A guest has arrived, and he is badly injured."

Rean instantly snapped out of his daze and quickly followed the maid into the living room.

Approaching him was the magical girl "White," whom he hadn't seen in a long time. Rean's face lit up with joy as he prepared to greet her, but he saw her sorrowful expression and the person lying behind her.

"Red Feather Arrow," dressed in a red travel outfit, lay there, its once sharp, eagle-like eyes long gone, and the empty eye sockets on its face were particularly frightening.

"We were ambushed on the road. Suddenly it got dark, and there was that woman in black."
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Can it be treated?

"I'm afraid that won't work."

The priest summoned by Suliman shook his head; the unconscious Red Feather Arrow had no other wounds. To be precise, apart from the injuries to his eyes, all the other wounds had healed on their own.

"Gurgle. It's been eaten, it's been eaten!"

In the living room, a large eagle, also missing its pupils, lay on a shelf with eye bandages and cried out in anguish.

Magical girls are beast witches, who can be considered as humanoid beasts, and they generally have extremely strong self-healing abilities.

Even if they can't compare to the seemingly invincible "deer" who specialize in this skill, they are still strong enough to almost not need a priest, not to mention that they often have healing abilities.

However, the infighting between beasts involves specialized and targeted techniques.

"Eating" does not mean actual digestion, but rather "plundering and storing in the body," conceptually taking away a "part" of the other.

This is a rare combat technique for beasts. If a beast can actually use this ability, its opponent is already powerless to resist, and it can be completely killed without needing to go through all this trouble.

"She deliberately spared the lives of the Crimson Feather Arrow and her contracted beast, just to show us."

"Rosalind."

Rean sighed. Everyone thought Rosalind was locked in a fierce battle with New Capital and had no time to contact him.

But clearly, for her, perhaps even the Queen of Xindu wasn't that important.

This magical girl lying in the living room can be seen as a declaration of war.

"Why didn't she just come to me?" "You might not believe it, but she didn't intend to kill you directly. Killing you would be meaningless to her, and she wouldn't even let you die."

Hela also arrived. She glanced at us and sighed.

Hearing this, most people were still confused, but a few people immediately understood that killing Rean was equivalent to letting the reincarnation of "Lex" go, and no one knew where the next reincarnation would be.

Hela's expression was subtle, as if she was hesitating, but in the end she spoke.

"But your mother won't let you off the hook. Perhaps she'll come knocking on your door once I'm gone. She seems to have no reason to fight your aunt to the death. She has no feelings for the royal family anymore. I don't quite understand why she would attack Xindu. It seems completely unnecessary."

Rean also sighed. Actually, there was something to it, but he didn't want to say it.

Some things can only be understood intuitively; to say them aloud would be too crude and adult-like.

Rean glanced at the unfortunate Red Feather Arrow. It seemed she was truly an innocent victim. No one expected Rosalind to be so persistent, specifically targeting Rean's "eyes."

It's likely that she deliberately positioned herself on the only possible route to ambush the Red Feather Arrow.

“Is there any way to treat it?”

"Gulp! Kill her! Severely injure her! She can't hold on!"

The stolen "eyes" can only be restored by killing the Devourer.

In reality, Rosalind's actions were quite foolish. She stole the eyes of the contracted beast and the magical girl, "suppressing" them within her own body. Although she could borrow the power of these two eyes to some extent, her own eyes should have been stronger.

She needs to expend energy to maintain this state, and even constantly depletes her own source power, which seems incredibly foolish in every way. But considering that this is Rosalind, it seems completely understandable.

Rean was a little confused. To find the "owl," he needed a better eye, preferably an eagle's eye. To reclaim the eagle's eye, he had to seriously injure the owl or even kill her.

"Let's treat her first and help her regain her normal vision." They've come all this way to help, it would be too impolite for them to just lie there like this.

"Goo! Is that even possible? How is that possible!" The red eagle was shocked. "Can a 'eaten eye' really be restored?"

Rean shook his head.

"It's not about restoring Eagle Vision, but simply seeing it isn't difficult."

Have your eyes been taken away conceptually? Then give them another pair.

Rean inquired and learned that transplanting other eyes was not feasible in this situation, because she had already conceptually taken over both eyes.

“Why don’t we just give her a new organ to provide vision, but not an eye? Wouldn’t an artificial metal prosthetic eye do the trick?”

Alchemists can create "artificial eyes," something other alchemists might not be able to do, but Victoria, that outrageous alchemist who can give objects new life.
"I can give it a try, but it's a bit expensive."

"Okay, you can try it first, and I'll find a way to make it up to you later."

Rean sighed; it seemed he would have to find a way to make money again.

But what happened next made things a bit worse. The two "fake eyes" that Victoria made were so lifelike that they seemed to float around like eye demons.

But when I actually connected, I felt nothing at all.

"Have they even taken away your optic nerve?"

This seems to be beyond the scope of a prosthetic eye. Victoria said she could try, but she was afraid it wouldn't be possible in a short time.

"I'll do it, but the Crimson Feather Arrow might come at a price."

Rean had no choice but to activate a backup plan.

He pulled out a contract, a magical contract from a sorcerer.

After repeatedly referencing other successors, Rean has found new uses for the "profession" left behind by the snake.

"Let's sign the contract. I'll let her use my extra pair of eyes for now."

(End of this chapter)