Buzz!

The seven plates around the crater had activated; from inside, there was no change which is not surprising as they change things from outside. I had performed some tests on them before, and these plates worked fine.

Now that the plates have been set up, it is time to focus on the main task, Constance Mars. 

Her condition is worse than I had thought, the poison had spread through her whole body, and it had already started infecting her soul energy. In the whole world, there are not more than fifty people who held the capability of healing her.

Teacher is one of them, and she is one of the best despite her young age; she may look old but compare to some Tyrants who live for hundreds of years, she is still young.

Her condition is very serious, and I don't have any confidence in healing her. Tyrants are hard to heal, and only Tyrants have the power to heal the Tyrants. 

So, I will try to stabilize her condition, that she would become able enough to get out of the forest and seek the help she needs.

"Fuck, this poison is strong," I cursed out loud when I reached closer to her, there is a distance of five meters between us, but I could feel the power of poison mist. If there had been any other Emperor on my place, he would have turned to goo.

I had seen the teacher healing the Tyrants, and this poison's level of one of the worst patients Ive seen teacher healed.

"Miss Mars, can you hear me? Miss Mars?" I said loudly as I walked toward her; I don't want to startle her and get attacked. Even the weakened state, a simple attack from the Elite Tyrant such as her could spell my doom.

So, as I walked toward her, I called her name over and over. It would great if she could respond; a conscious patient is always better and much easier to deal with than the unconscious one.

The inner defenses' unconscious patience is a pain in the ass to deal with.

I did not receive any response to my call, not even a twitch. She laid there like a dead body; I would have thought of her if not for the poison is still burning her blazingly.

Soon, I reached beside her, bathed in the poisonous mist that is burning her. If not for my strong immunity to the special energies of Grimm Monsters and Armor, I would have turned to goo in a moment.

I looked at her carefully and saw tense of wounds around her body, waist half cut off, and her blood had turned green with poison; her condition is worse than I had throught, and if I tried healing her, there are high chances that this poison would attack me and I would not be able to defend against it.

But there is no backing down, I had decided to heal her, and I will not stop unless I try.

Hun!

As I looked around her, I saw a couple of potion bottles, and I was able to identify them. 

Some of the potions she drank were quite rare and precious that if she had been attacked by a common Tyrant Poison Master, those potions would have helped her, but unfortunately, the poison inside her too strong to be healed by those potions, and it is getting more powerful as it consumes her.

"Miss Mars, I am now going to heal you, and if you are listening to me, I hope you will lower your defenses procedure,"

"It is risky as it will give poison a chance to ravage you at greater speed, but I hope you trust me and do what I say," I said in my best healer tone, copied from the teacher who used it on her patients.

I waited for few seconds, and seeing no response, I moved my hand toward her body to start the healing procedure.

My hands were about to touch her temple when suddenly, her eyes flew open, and I found my hand gripped in an iron fist that and I am unable to move.

"Who are you, and how do you know my name," she asked in a very raspy voice as if she is struggling to speak.

I am struck by her clear violet eyes, which I had not expected someone who is deeply poisoned to have. It is quite common to have hallucination at this state, but her eyes are clear of that, though she is feeling pain, quite torturing one which clearly seen in her eyes.

"I am Micheal Zaar; my teacher told me about you being here," I said. I would have liked to not reveal my identity, but the way she is looking at me, I know lying would not be a wise choice.

"You are not Micheal Zaar," She said and gripped my hand tighter; she seemed to know my real face, and I know I have to something to make her believe quick otherwise, the bones of my right hand will turn to powder.

"I am!" I said with a sigh, and on my left hand, a small bird shape accessory had appeared, which she quickly took in her hand before I could do anything about it.

"It is really is Brooch of Silver River!" She said with shock as she looked at the beautiful silver brooch.

The brooch of Silver River is an ancestral artifact of Riverfield Academy; the artifact is nothing special, but if one tried to gauge it with their soul sense, they will the crushing pressure that one would not be able for more fraction of second.

"You should run away quickly as possible; it won't be long before Grimm Monsters comes looking for me?" she said as she handed me the silver bird back, finally believing my identity.

I couldn't help but be surprised and touched by her words; instead of caring about herself, she asked me to run away.

"Don't worry about them; they won't be able to discover us for three hours, at least," I said with the confidence that I did not feel in my heart.