Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1705

"Shut up and save your strength! Where the heck is Manohar when you need him?" Orion's body was battered from the mana abuse and the battle.

To make matters worse, the more vitality he shared with Jirni the more his consciousness faded and so did his healing spells.

"Don't worry about me." She said. "The Countess is still alive and you must keep her that way."

Orion checked the noblewoman, discovering that Jirni's knife was coated with a poison that induced in its victim a state of apparent death. Also, Jirni had stabbed Countess Metra so that the knife closed the wound like a plug.

Between her very slow heartbeat and the knife, the noblewoman was in much better shape than Jirni, needing but a tier one healing spell to be brought back to full health.

"You beautiful genius." Orion started to sob, returning to her side the moment he was done with the Countess.

"It's just as you always say. All that matters is the m-" Jirni's head turned to the side, her consciousness lost.

"Manohar!" Orion screamed as the last bits of his strength slipped away with his wife's life.

"I'm here." The god of healing appeared behind Orion's back the moment after all the Doppelgangers on the outside had been either captured or killed. "This is a mess. Without more life force your wife will die of healing and without blood, her organs will soon collapse.

"I can't give them to her myself without compromising my focus. I need a donor for both."

"Then take them from me!" Orion snarled.

"It's not so simple. Giving Jirni the blood from the wrong person would kill her and your life force is almost depleted." Manohar replied. "On top of that, I can't do it with just my hands, I need the proper tools."

"Let us help." Phloria and Friya arrived seconds later, using Invigoration on Jirni.

'Dammit. We could save Mom, but if we do it in front of so many witnesses, our life is over.' Friya said via a mind link.

'I don't care about it. I'm not letting Mom die just to protect a stupid secret.' Phloria replied while racking her brain for a solution.

"No, you are no good." Manohar tapped Friya's head and his diagnostic spell revealed that her blood type wasn't compatible with Jirni. "You are perfect!"

He grabbed Phloria, trying to undress her and receiving a powerful blow in the face in response.

"Why did you do that? I just need to take some blood from you!" He said in outrage.

"Couldn't you just say it?" Phloria had her armor shapeshift into a sleeveless training shirt.

"Oh, right. Note to self, remind to just ask the subject to roll up the sleeves the next time." Manohar took a set of tubes and needles out of his dimensional amulet that made Phloria's stomach turn into a knot.

'Shit! Unless those things are made of magical metal, they will never get through my skin. What do we do?' She asked via the mind link but Friya had no answer.

"What's going on here?" Quylla arrived just in time. "Why didn't you administer her tonics?"

"I've already done that." Manohar showed her a sack filled with a purple liquid and the IV drip that he had set in Jirni's left arm, leaving the right ready for the transfusion.

"That won't do. It's too slow." Quylla took several flasks of tonics and used water magic to have them seep under Jirni's skin and into her bloodstream at once.

"Brilliant! Amazing!" Manohar gave her a round of applause as if he was at a theatre instead of on a patient's deathbed. "Why didn't you share this spell with the Kingdom?"

"Please, it was just a tier one spell. It's not that hard." Many mages would have begged to differ, but those present only cared about color flowing back into Jirni's face. _{freёwebnovel.com}