CHAPTER 215: CHAPTER 110: DIVINE GRACE DOMAIN! HEALING! HEALTH

Bath Hot Springs Pool.

Duncan’s figure slowly stepped onto the hot spring steps, flanked by young, beautiful priestesses serving him. They undressed Duncan piece by piece, revealing his muscular back, his hard muscles like marble statues. His bare chest bore several scars from arrows, with even more scars on his back, over a dozen in various sizes, but mostly superficial wounds.

Even as the foremost human form fought across lands, with some regeneration ability, it couldn’t avoid leaving a series of scars.

Beside the hot spring pool, a Greek priestess in a white High Priest robe couldn’t resist reaching out to touch the scars on Duncan’s chest. Her fingers brushed over his marble-like muscular chest, leaving her face slightly flushed.

The Crow Queen - Triss narrowed her eyes slightly, gently raising a finger, making the beautiful priestess withdraw her hand in fear.

This was a sacred sanctuary for rituals.

Although Duncan’s disrobed appearance even made her glance sideways, the priestess daringly reached out, too boldly, and was sure to be punished upon return.

"Detecting the Wind of Magic!"

"Detecting the Law fluctuations of the spring domain! Detecting the Law fluctuations of the healing domain!"

This was the first divine blessing and miracle since the reopening of the sacred sanctuary.

Of all present, only Duncan was qualified to receive the divine blessing of the revived goddess Sulis. Clear hot springs surged from the ground, and after the female priestesses on either side undressed him, Duncan bore a solemn expression as he slowly stepped into the marble-floored hot spring pool.

He felt a slight itch on his skin, especially in the areas where his scars were located.

The Crow Queen - Triss stood beside, raising her hand slightly, and several female priestesses stepped forward. Clad in white priestly robes, they entered the hot spring pool, their clothes soaked, revealing their graceful feminine curves. Greek priestesses on either side used laurel branches to wash Duncan’s body, while the central female Druid priestess used mistletoe to scrape away his scars.

The latent internal injuries within Duncan’s body were gradually eliminated, and under the healing domain laws, even his life bar showed slight improvement.

Sulis was initially worshipped as a Celtic water goddess, a god of healing, and the guardian of hot springs.

After the Roman Empire conquered Britain, Sulis was fused with Minerva of Roman faith to form a new merged deity Sulis-Minerva. This was a secondary fusion, as the first fusion was between Minerva and Athena, creating a connection between the three divine aspects.

Without a doubt!

Today’s ritual centered on the goddess Sulis, so the first to revive were her divine positions as a water goddess, a god of healing, and a guardian of hot springs.

Duncan’s skin was now a marble-like pristine smoothness.

The priestesses beside him showed a hint of obsession and envy; such divine blessing was most desirable for women. For men, scars were also medals of honor on the battlefield. However, whether the Crow Queen - Triss or Anya, their skin was exceptional. The Crow Queen, naturally, was like smooth porcelain, while Anya, having long been accustomed to luxury, had skin as delicate as milk.

The Crow Queen - Triss was more focused on the ’healing’ divine power of the divine blessings, knowing Duncan had to be the first to receive Sulis’s divine blessing as he fought across lands.

Three beautiful priestesses began to wash Duncan’s entire body.

Meanwhile, Duncan sat in the hot spring pool, closing his eyes, silently sensing the life force surging within him.

"There’s something to it!"

"The life bar continues to grow."

On Duncan’s projection page, his life bar had increased by approximately one-fifth, noting that his current physical capabilities were extraordinary, with multiple enhancements. The increase in life limit was nearly equivalent to twice that of an ordinary warrior’s life.

At this pace, his life bar could likely fill an entire segment, akin to having two full life bars, like a major boss.

"Detecting the Land of Miracles."

"A small miracle site [Bath Hot Springs] has been born."

——Bath Hot Springs: The holy land of the goddess Sulis, a special hot spring flowing from the sanctuary, with a certain healing effect, capable of slowly healing common diseases and accelerating the recovery of injuries.

(The sanctuary hot spring can only be opened once a month. Ordinary springs have a slight enhancement, with healing effects slightly stronger than regular springs.)

——Revenge Curse: Sulis possesses certain power over revenge, with worshipers able to cast inscribed tablets into it, praying for the goddess to curse enemies or seek just vengeance, etc.

(A very low chance of attracting the attention of the goddess Sulis.)

The water splashed as Duncan’s figure slowly rose, his skin already gleaming like white marble, with all the scars gone. Yet, he would surely leave new scars on future battlefields. At this moment, his life bar had stopped increasing, with a new special divine blessing status added to his foremost human form status page.

——Divine Grace: Healing Domain, Health Domain, Water and Life Force Enhancement, Delayed Aging.

This was the first step in the revival of the goddess Sulis.

The first rules of the sanctuary to be activated were healing and health, with the secret activation of Minerva’s war, wisdom, and craftsmanship to follow.

One must eat one bite at a time.

Today activated Sulis’s aspect; next to be activated is Minerva’s aspect, and lastly, the primary deity Athena’s aspect from ancient Greece.

——Sulis Temple (Large Temple): The Celtic faith of the goddess Sulis is a fused goddess; she presides over water, healing, and health’s divine positions, and with further enhanced rituals, will gain additional divine positions related to wisdom, craftsmanship, and war.

This temple can enhance treatment effects, and some High Tier priests and Druids serving Sulis obtain weak healing spells.

The spell effects cannot break through the constraints of the real world, only accelerating wound healing without directly eliminating injuries.

Additional divine spell: Healing Minor Wounds, Healing Light Injuries.

Indeed.

After Suliss’s Holy Sanctuary was fully activated, only a few druids among the priests present showed joyful expressions; they seemed to have sensed a certain supernatural power.

As for the effect of the spell, it was roughly equivalent to a dagger slicing through a palm, which would then heal quickly.

However, it did not always work, nor was it guaranteed to succeed in casting, because the power came from a divine spirit, and only with the goddess Suliss’s permission could they successfully perform this spell.

Duncan slowly stepped out of the hot spring pool.

Roman priestesses on both sides draped a toga robe over him, and then a young priestess offered a plate of fruits, as the Romans believed that after bathing in a hot spring, one needed to consume some fruits to maintain health.

Duncan casually picked up a grape and, under the service of the priestess, entered the side of the divine temple.

Some of these Roman and Greek priestesses belonged to the old faith of Minerva, while the others were Greeks. Athena had such great influence in Athens, Greece, that even if the Holy Sanctuary was sealed, there were still people secretly venerating the Shen Kan.

After a long while, the figure of Crow Queen - Triss came in. She waved her hand to dismiss the other priestesses and softly asked, "How do you feel?"

Duncan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Wonderful. I feel a flow of vitality within me."

This is true divine grace.

As a reward for Duncan re-establishing the ritual sanctuary, the newly awakened goddess Suliss bestowed him with health and vigor.

Crow Queen - Triss was about to remove her high priest robes, but Duncan reached out to stop her. This action made Crow Queen blush slightly, yet she obediently let Duncan carry her horizontally into a smaller hot spring pool.

The water in the pool shimmered, and Crow Queen - Triss’s slightly suppressed moan echoed.

The bright moon hung high.

By the time Duncan walked out of the Hot Spring Temple, it was already midnight. He felt refreshed all over, brimming with endless energy. However, Crow Queen - Triss did not come out; she remained inside, supported by a maid with a livid face, intending to find Anya for a serious confrontation.

This seductress had deceived her. The oath was kept, but she was not feeling well at all.

Anya must be taught a lesson. A heavy blow was necessary.

Southampton.

At this time, Anya was still unaware that disaster was looming. She was in a luxurious aristocratic mansion, having an intimate conversation with Duchess Igraine. Whatever she said made Igraine’s face slightly redden, as if lost in thought.

"Think it over yourself."

Anya lazily stretched, revealing her alluring curves without reserve. Being a woman, Igraine needn’t dress so conservatively. However, after standing up, a maid still re-draped a robe over her.

This Roman noblewoman’s fashion was very close to that of the early Empire, like the noblewomen in Spartacus, but slightly more splendid, revealing a deep white cleavage.

Due to this attire, she was once slapped by Crow Queen - Triss.

Impropriety has its limits.

Now she’s become more prudent outside.

Yet within the governor’s residence interior, and during private moments, Anya still often wore sheer, sensual, and alluring silk gowns, sometimes comparable to modern lingerie, sourced from an unknown plethora of Eastern silks, forcing Crow Queen - Triss to replace all the guards in the inner quarters with female guards.

On this matter, Crow Queen is much more conservative, always suppressing Anya, preventing her from acting recklessly. The early Empire’s culture had been somewhat decadent.

Anya loved being in the spotlight, becoming the center of attention, and could become slightly tremulous with excitement during public displays of sanctity.

She absolutely loved it!

Achoo.

As Anya reached the door, she suddenly sneezed, feeling something ominous but unsure of what it was, yet her heart felt guilty and anxious. She turned to glance at the pondering Igraine behind her and said seriously, "You shouldn’t stay within the house all the time. If you have a chance, come out and help me with some tasks."

"I happen to be short of manpower."

"Britannia has too few highly educated talents."

The education of this era is indescribable.

Even the Druids of the Celtic faith, in Anya’s view, couldn’t compare to even ordinary scholars of the Empire, while other native aristocrats, frankly, their literacy skills were only slightly better than illiteracy.

In the British Province, those talents promoted from among the Barbarian Race were mostly just like that.

The territory under Duncan’s rule.

The military force was undoubtedly overpowered, filled with martial spirit, but when it came to civil administration, it was simply disastrous, with many leaders in charge who were still illiterate.

In comparison, Igraine’s scholarly knowledge surpassed the vast majority.

"Could it be that Triss truly believed it?"

"Not good!"

As Anya walked, a gust of gentle wind brushed past, and in an instant, she seemed to realize something, her charming face turning slightly pale with fright.

She’s doomed this time!

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