Magic Mech Wars Steel Torrent-Chapter 87 Seriously Ill

"What's going on!?"

Sulian quickly rushed back from the military factory using flight magic!

His sister, Sylvie, was seriously ill and was currently receiving treatment from the Pope.

"Little Sulian, don't be in a hurry. With your grandmother here this time, there will definitely be no problem," Polly quickly stopped Sulian and said.

At this moment, it could be felt that a seventh-level self-healing magic array was operating in the room of the manor.

The use of a seventh-level magic array indicated how serious her illness was!

It was even possible that this was not an ordinary serious illness.

"But my sister was fine before. How could she suddenly become seriously ill? What exactly happened?" Sulian asked anxiously.

"This is a bit complicated to explain. Don't be anxious for now," Polly comforted.

"Okay. Since the Pope, grandparents are all inside, with my abilities in magic pharmacy and healing magic, going in would just cause trouble." Sulian took a deep breath and calmed himself down first.

His ability to calm down so quickly also surprised Polly a little.

Sure enough...

Since little Sulian came back from the battlefield, he had changed completely.

"It's really strange. I was playing with little Sylvie at that time, and Aunt Ivy was also there. But she was clearly fine, and suddenly she started to breathe rapidly. Especially the blood in her body, I felt that the rhythm of its flow was a bit disordered," Nalin also fell into deep thought besid

e them.

"Blood?" Sulian asked in confusion.

Polly's expression at this moment was a bit evasive.

Sulian noticed it, but instead of asking his father anything, he turned to look at Nalin.

"Is it related to the werewolf blood intent?" Sulian asked.

As members of the Blood Clan, without concealing their own blood intent, even werewolves and vampires could have a certain sense of each other. The closer the distance or the purer the bloodline, the more obvious it was. That was the reason why the two of them could sense each other at the beginning

.

"No, although I can always feel the faint blood intent on little Sylvie, it's far from yours."

"Of course, in fact, the purity of your blood intent fluctuations is almost close to mine, so it can't be used as a detailed reference."

"And the feeling I had at that time..."

Nalin fell into thought, looking not very sure.

She glanced at Polly, whose eyes were a bit evasive, as if she was confirming something. His expression changed subtly, and naturally, this didn't escape the perception of Sulian and Nalin, the two magicians.

That is to say...

...

"Is it really a bloodline problem?" Sulian immediately understood.

"It should be. Some kind of bloodline has awakened in little Sylvie's body, and the power of that bloodline has conflicted with the blood of the Blood Clan and humans," Nalin put forward her speculation.

"That is to say, my critical illness back then wasn't an ordinary disease situation, right? Father," Sulian looked at Polly and asked.

He could feel that the aura of the magic array emanating from the room of the manor at this moment was so familiar.

That was...

The aura of the magic array arranged around him on the night he was reborn through time travel!

That is to say, he at the age of two back then and his sister Sylvie at the age of two now were experiencing the same situation in their bodies.

Bloodline power conflict!

"Critical illness? Also at the age of two?" Nalin quickly realized.

She had self-studied magic pharmacy for nearly ten years and was stronger than many magic pharmacists in terms of common sense about related diseases.

"Yes, when I was two years old, I also experienced a serious illness that required the treatment of His Holiness the Pope, who was proficient in healing magic and magic pharmacy. I have always had some doubts about this, and after learning a certain amount of magic pharmacy, these doubts have become

even stronger."

"That is..."

"For an ordinary serious illness, it is impossible for it to be so difficult to cure that even His Holiness the Pope, who can use eighth-level healing magic and top-level magic pharmacy, has trouble treating it."

Sulian actually thought that the serious illness back then was rather strange a long time ago.

It's just that he wasn't familiar with this world, so he didn't think of the bloodline problem at the first moment.

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But now, the result was obvious.

...

"Sigh..." Polly let out a sigh.

Sure enough, it couldn't be hidden.

"Little Sulian, don't ask anymore. This involves your grandmother's affairs, and you won't be allowed to get involved until you're an adult," Polly said helplessly.

Grandmother.

The expressions of Sulian and Nalin changed subtly at the same time, and various thoughts quickly flashed through their minds.

The bloodline came from their grandmother.

Just then.

The door of the room in the manor opened, and the Pope of the Kingdom of Aivisu, whom Sulian had only met once, came out under the personal escort of Ersha.

"Ersha, we've been friends for a long time, so I won't beat around the bush with you. This time, we can only say that it's fortunate that your wife was also here to help suppress the power of the bloodline belonging to her in the little one's body. But I still say the same thing as I did back then.

If you don't go to the race of the child's grandmother to deal with it, the problem will break out sooner or later," the Pope said helplessly.

Obviously, the Pope who had treated Sulian back then was actually in the know.

And he had a very good relationship with Ersha, so much so that he would help keep the secret of the bloodline and not tell it to the kingdom.

Otherwise, just the problem of the Blood Clan werewolf bloodline would be enough to attract the attention of the kingdom.

"But after you treated little Sulian back then, there has been no problem at all. Now his werewolf bloodline has fully awakened," Ersha said, a bit puzzled.

"That was a miracle. Do you still expect another miracle to happen?" The Pope frowned.

A miracle.

Sulian knew very well in his heart that it might be considered a miracle, but only for him as "Sulian".

For "Sulian Lendel", that miracle had not come.

...

"Your Holiness the Pope, is my sister temporarily out of danger now?" Sulian stepped forward and asked.

"Little Lendel? You've grown so much, and your temperament is far beyond that of ordinary people," the Pope said in surprise.

Because he found that Sulian, whom he had treated before, was clearly just a twelve-year-old child at the moment, but he could act more calmly than Polly and Ersha, and the temperament he showed was by no means that of an ordinary person!

"You're too kind, Your Holiness the Pope," Sulian said.

"Your sister is temporarily fine. At least until she comes of age, as long as your grandmother is by her side, there should be no problem. I'm sure you've probably guessed it. The situation is the same as yours when you were a child, but obviously, we can't bet on the possibility of a miracle again,

" the Pope said seriously.

"That's good. I'm sorry to trouble you this time, Your Holiness the Pope. Can I go and see my sister now?" Sulian asked.

"Yes," the Pope replied.

Sulian saluted at last, then turned and walked into the room, and Nalin also followed in behind.

Ersha watched them go in and then looked at Polly beside him.

Obviously, Sulian already knew something about the situation.

"This time it's not a snowy night, so there's no need to see me off," the Pope said politely.

"Then I'm sorry. I'll ask Uncle Ryan to send you to the magic-powered vehicle station," Ersha said.

"Okay," the Pope nodded.

Uncle Ryan appeared somehow and had already made a gesture of invitation. The Pope didn't have the intention to stay any longer.

They watched as Uncle Ryan led the Pope out of the manor.

...

"Little Sulian asked about it, right?" Ersha sighed softly.

"He clearly guessed something a long time ago. But this time, because of Nalin, he guessed more thoroughly," Polly said helplessly.

"He has always been very smart. He knows that if we don't say something, he won't ask on his own initiative. But obviously this time, because it concerns his sister, he couldn't hold back," Ersha didn't know whether to laugh or feel helpless now.

In terms of family affection, Sulian had always given them a somewhat inexplicable and subtle feeling.

But this time.

He clearly cared more about his sister than about reason.

"I think we can tell him in advance," Polly thought for a while and said.

"What's the use of telling him? Back then, you insisted on bringing Ivy out, which already caused opposition from her clan."

"Your mother doesn't like her either and regards her as a trouble. Until now, your mother still cares that you didn't choose to go back to the werewolf clan with her back then to awaken the Blood Clan werewolf bloodline and inherit the power of their clan."

"Now, we still have to deal with the problem of the children's bloodline conflict. I'm afraid your mother won't treat Ivy any better in the future," Ersha said with a sigh.

Philomena had always had an average attitude towards Polly, her son. After coming back here, she had never really looked at Ivy, her daughter-in-law.

Sulian had seen all of this.

Now, even if he didn't hear the conversation between Polly and Ersha, he could roughly understand the reason.

The real reason was quite simple.

...

Back then, his father, Polly, could have fully awakened his Blood Clan werewolf bloodline and even obtained a stronger power inheritance!

But in the end, because of his mother, he chose to give it up, so Philomena was very disappointed.

Moreover, also because of his mother, their children would definitely be troubled by the bloodline problem. Sulian was the best example. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been reborn through time travel. The situation of Sylvie now was also not optimistic.

I'm afraid Philomena was thinking.

If Polly hadn't chosen Ivy, then he might have been stronger. His children, her grandchildren, would at least be very healthy.

...

"Were you talking about me behind my back?" Philomena came out with a cold face.

"How could we? We were just saying that this kid Sulian actually cares more about his sister than usual, which is a good thing," Ersha quickly said with a faint smile.

"Hmph!" Philomena ignored Ersha and looked at her son, Polly.

"That Pope should have told you. Find a time to deal with it in her clan. Sylvie is not Sulian. If we bet on a miracle again, she is very likely not to live past the age of sixteen. The bloodline conflict is not something that I can solve unilaterally," Philomena said coldly.

"Yes, Mother," Polly replied with his head slightly lowe

red.

"Hmph!" Philomena snorted coldly.

Ersha wanted to say something for Polly, but before he could open his mouth.

"And you, during the years I was away, I went back to the clan to find a way to suppress the werewolf bloodline without causing conflict. At the same time, my absence could also prevent little Sulian from easily awakening his bloodline and causing conflict."

"It's a good thing that he awakened on his own and was unharmed. But why did you acquiesce in having one more child?"

"Because of little Sulian's ambition, you acquiesced in having one more child so that they could have long-term companionship in the future? But have you thought of a solution to the bloodline conflict problem?"

Philomena coldly questioned Ersha.

Philomena knew the time of Sylvie's birth and could naturally understand. Her birth was during the time when little Sulian was in the military academy. They realized that his future was by no means in the Kingdom of Aivisu.

Ersha didn't dare to reply and didn't know how to answer.

"Mother, don't blame Father."

"We had already made a decision back then. If this situation happens again, we..."

"We will go back," Polly said with some difficulty, stating the decision they had actually made a long time ago.

"Then you two can solve the rest by yourselves!" Philomena said coldly, "And I'm telling you two, if something unexpected happens to Sylvie in the future, don't come to see me again!"

Obviously, in Philomena's eyes, Sylvie was more important than Polly and Ivy.