Supreme Magus novel Chapter 153

After the success of the trial spell, Professor Marth’s team shared with the other healers the details of their discovery. Finding the cure wasn’t a contest, but a priority for the whole Kingdom.

Thanks to the new and vital piece of information, the research began anew with the different teams sharing their success as well as the numerous failures. Those who tried to get rid of all the parasites in one go, had a high mortality rate compared to the healers cleansing one limb at a time.

The great numbers of worms, coupled with the high finesse required to control the dark energies without inflicting collateral damages, forced the researches to abandon projects that aimed for a single session treatment.

After a trial and error experimentation, it became apparent that the best approach was a different spell for each limb, arms, legs, chest and head. When Marth told him that their team was going to develop a tier five spells, Lith went back studying the other kinds of parasites, letting them do their job.

He had still a limited knowledge of tier four, whenever the discussion moved to tier five, Lith was able to understand only the general terms, there was nothing he had to offer anymore.

After eleven days, Marth’s team had successfully converted the trial spell in four new spells. After testing their efficiency, curing several patients with a very low mortality rate, he went to inform Varegrave of their success.

Those days, the Colonel was often gloomy, no matter how many progresses the researchers did, he had never forgot his foolish bet with the King. The moment the cure was found, it would also be his last day.

When Marth finished his report, Varegrave went pale, his lunch made several attempts to escape the stomach and get back to the plate, but a few glasses of Dragon Water to celebrate the good news managed to calm his nerves.

"I’m impressed by your amazing results, Professor. The White Griffon truly deserves the title of ’cradle of the healing arts’. To think that less than two weeks ago we were considering the idea of incinerating the whole region." Varegrave shuddered.

The thought of so many innocent lives lost only because of his incompetence, hadn’t allowed him to have a single good night of sleep since Lith’s arrival.

"Just out of curiosity, did Lith help you develop the cure as well?"

"Oh, no. By the gods, if he managed to do such a thing, we would have a second Manohar at hand. Heavens know if one isn’t already too much."

Varegrave nodded. His fate was sealed anyway, he decided it was best to understand the scope of his mistake, rather than live his last days in fear.

"It is odd, though. From your previous report, I understood that it was him discovering the key element for the cure and proposing the method."

Marth pondered for a while, searching for the right words to not appear arrogant or ungrateful towards his own student.

"Indeed he did. But saying ’there is a flood, we need a dam’, is different from actually knowing how to alter the terrain and engineer a facility capable of getting the job done."

"I’m sorry, Professor, but you lost me at ’he did’. Do you mind to dumb it down for me?"

"Well, it’s actually simple. Lith’s diagnostic skill is the only thing he has on Manohar’s level. He identified the plague’s source and then understood how, at least in theory, it was possible to cure it. Yet he had no idea how to do it.

If he was a true genius, he would have assembled four or five tier four spells he already knew and attempted a makeshift cure. Luckily, he knows his limits and the importance of teamwork, so he came to me for help.

Long story short, his core idea was correct, but it was just a vague idea. Turning it into reality was beyond his capabilities. Not to mention how difficult has it been to make it actually work."

As most warriors, Varegrave had always had limited interest in healing magic, but since in the last month it had become his bread and butter. It was now a topic that piqued his curiosity.