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Chapter 93: Chapter 60 Reliable Siblings_2

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Although doing so might dirty the blanket with her sweat... after all, it was the Flame Spirit, and after drying, it could actually provide a decent temperature.

"Towel coming."

Just at that moment—less than half a minute had passed—a clean towel soaked in warm water was brought over by Oswald.

He also passed over a basin of water, setting it down on the rack beside them.

Aiwass nodded as he took it and carefully wiped Yulia's body, which was covered in sweat.

With just a few wipes, the originally pure white towel had turned red, but it did not look like the dark red of blood, rather like it had been wiped over strawberry jam that had been dropped on a table.

He handed the towel back to Oswald, indicating that he should go wash it clean.

After repeating the process three times, he had basically wiped off all the Flame Spirit essence exuding from her body. He also deliberately kept some and put it in his pocket.

And finally, Yulia's body temperature returned to normal, and with a tilt of her head, she laid down on the pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

Without waiting for Aiwass's instructions, Oswald had already brought over a soft, warm blanket. He wrapped it around the old one, tucking the already-sleeping Yulia into the new blanket, and switched out the blanket and bedsheet contaminated by the Flame Spirit.

"This blanket is obviously no longer usable—there are Flame Spirit residues all over."

Aiwass sighed in relief, leaning slightly on the wheelchair, as he quietly explained, "Just like this basin. Even dead, it's very dangerous—once dried, just a bit of Flame Spirit residue and a spark, or a slightly higher temperature, and they would ignite on their own. Similarly, pouring them into the drain is unsafe."

"I understand, Mr. Aiwass," Oswald nodded, clearly proficient in handling the current situation, "I'll find a place to burn them first."

As Aiwass watched the old housekeeper leave, he glanced at the deeply sleeping Yulia and then turned to his brother Edward.

In a grave voice, he asked, "What exactly is going on?"

"No, I actually think she has a pretty good sense of direction. Last time, she only went there once, carried by Mr. Oswald, even while she was feverish and delirious. This time, she actually managed to find that warehouse on her own with only her residual memory."

"I think her actions were too decisive. If not for that, the mansion might have already been burned down by now. Surely, a number of servants would have died, and her identity as a Phantom Demon Egg might have been exposed——according to current laws, Phantom Demon Eggs are usually euthanized."

"From this perspective, perhaps Yulia possesses the adaptability of the Path of Balance or the Path of Wisdom. Rather than scolding, I think she deserves more praise."

Edward sighed: "But it's no use talking about that now since it's already over. To be optimistic, it might also be a good thing. Yulia has used Phantom Demon Power twice in succession and has almost exhausted the Phantom Demon's strength. I've just used a secret method to reinforce the seal——as long as she takes the Magic Potion on schedule, even if her emotions fluctuate, she won't lose control so easily."

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Aiwass's elder brother, lying wearily on the sofa, said so.

Even though his clothes appeared a bit disheveled, half covered in ash and partially torn, Edward's voice was still calm and steady, unruffled: "Don't worry, Aiwass. Today is really too late, and it's been delayed for so long... that's why you needed to use 'Illumination Art.' If it were daytime, I could have called Bishop Mathers over."

"Although this time the fire wasn't as fierce as the last, it's also for this reason that I found out about the fire too late. I wasn't at home that day——fortunately, this morning, I happened to hear Mr. Oswald mention it. So when I saw the fire, the first thing I thought of was Yulia, and I was able to rush over in time."

"But this time, her burning lasted too long, causing her spiritual shell to start breaking and rotting. If we can suppress her in time next time, things like this won't happen, and the seal will be much simpler."

This man with a square face, serious expression, always frowning, spoke with a calm and clear voice of a reliable adult: "I'm to blame this time, for forgetting to remind Father to check the seal, and Father left in too much of a hurry... It won't happen again in the future."

"As for the residual Flame Spirit, you don't have to worry about that either. Due to historical and political reasons, there are not many Alchemists that the Avalon royal family can employ. The scholar responsible for examining the dangerous alchemical products brought back by the Glass Island Supervisory Bureau is only one person."

"Who is it?" Aiwass inquired.

"Doctor William Wayne Wesker. He is currently teaching Alchemy at the fifth department of Royal Law University—Department of Occult Studies, as well as teaching anatomy in other departments. You might encounter him at school. He's Father's good friend, and Father has already made arrangements... I will accompany you to school tomorrow, and while we're there, pay him a visit."

Edward narrowed his eyes, his calm voice emitting a dangerous tone: "I trust that after his detection, he will only provide another result."

Then, he looked at Aiwass and comforted him: "Although Father is not here, I will come home every day to check. If there's nothing going on at the Supervisory Court, I won't leave the house."

"You go to school with peace of mind, study hard. Leave everything at home to your elder brother."