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She must have been a woman with a strong commitment to life, didn't she?"

To the passing question, Jungkook did not answer easily and lowered his eyes.

Because it was Lalisa, who once threw her life away, he couldn't tell if she had a strong obsession with life.

As his countenance darkened, Kalosa moved a little closer to the bed.

As Kalosa slowly reached out his hand, the mysterious power of color that flowed from his palm began to wrap around Lalisa's body.

"First, let's start with the anesthesia ritual. If she drinks holy water and wakes up immediately, she may feel pain."

At those words, Jungkook, who raised his head just then, asked with a serious voice.

"Is it severe pain?"

"Well," said Kalosa, shrugging his shoulders.

"A long time ago, a man who had the same symptoms as her, and as soon as he woke up, he struggled with excruciating pain. So it won't be an easy pain to bear."

"..."

Kalosa, who was glancing at Jungkook who was clenching his fist, calmly continued.

"So, if she's under anesthesia, at least she won't feel any pain while she's asleep, so don't worry too much."

Kalosa slowly rolled up his sleeve.

Soon after, the servant brought a small, neatly forged dagger.

Before Jungkook arrived, Kalosa had already told the servant to bring the knife in advance.

Jungkook watched as Kalosa cut his wrist.

The blood from him dripped into the cup underneath.

At the same time, the fallen drops of blood did not spread to the floor but hardened like beads.

Blood with enormous power could not survive in a liquid state when it came out of the body. So it hardened like a jewel.

It was a rare and bizarre sight, but no one in the room uttered anything like admiration.

Soon, the sparkling red holy water filled the cup halfway.

"If you feed her one by one, the stopped breathing will come back."

Kalosa gave the holy water to Jungkook. As soon as he took the cup, Kalosa used his power to heal his wounded wrist at once.

Jungkook approached and sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his arms and hugged Lalisa's shoulders, her light long hair scattered beneath her.

He slightly opened Lalisa's lower lip and let her holy water flow through one by one.

The holy water began to spread through her body through her motionless throat.

Soon, the light surrounding her body gradually grew darker.

"I gave a strong anesthetic power, so she won't be able to wake up for about two weeks."

While Jungkook lay her body back down, Kalosa calmly spoke.

He added that the pain Lalisa would feel when she woke up would be less if she slept well, at least for that period of time.

Jungkook, who nodded without answering, lowered his hand to measure Lalisa's breathing. It was faint, but he could clearly feel the breath flowing out little by little.

"Be prepared. When she wakes up, she may not remember you."

Kalosa sat on the chair and watched her changing condition. As the holy water slowly permeated, Lalisa's complexion was gradually returning.

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