Vincent learned about the Divine Doctor's reputation. Apparently, this doctor was said to be capable of healing anyone as long as they are still breathing.
More than that, this doctor doesn't simply rely on pills and potions but on his divine hands. Of course, his pills and potions were still considered to be at the highest level but his divine hands were seemingly something gifted by the gods themselves.
'Divine Hands… It's probably a gift indeed…' Vincent mused as he recalled that the Tier 4 Mana Arts can also be something you were born with like Cedric's Mystic Eye.
This Divine Hands probably has healing effects or could detect any kind of disease or something similar.
As Vincent was chatting with Alfred, the sound of thunder suddenly interrupted their conversation.
It was followed by the sizzling sound of the rain.
"Haaa~ I'm really thankful that you allowed us to tag along. I'm afraid that our young miss' condition will worsen if we were still stuck in the middle of the road." Alfred couldn't help but sigh as soon as he noticed the heavy rain outside.
He also realized that this carriage seems to be well-made as it remained warm inside and the sound of the rain could barely be heard from the inside.
Of course, this carriage itself is already a +7 carriage so it's only natural that it has such effects.
The journey to the Canthus City lasted for 3 more hours before they have finally seen the black rampart of the city.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDuring this time, Vincent already confirmed that Mathias and Alfred were actually Master Magicians… Nevertheless, the two remained humble in front of him and it's probably because of the two Celestial Beings.
"Hmm… This city looks grander than the Hearts City…" Vincent muttered.
It appears that this Canthus City that is under the jurisdiction of another count looks more impregnable than the ones in Hearts City.
Right now, the rain already stopped pouring as the sunlight started reflecting on the black city walls.
Soon, they were stopped by the guards outside the city gate.
"They don't need our identification but we have to pay 50 silver coins per head." Mathias, the bald man driving the carriage, reported.
Alfred then offered to pay for the entrance fees as he pulled out his money.
'It seems that the security here is a bit too lax.' Vincent mused after confirming that they wouldn't even check for their identity. It means that even criminals from other cities can actually enter here quite easily.
"Oh? Is the entrance fee too expensive?" Vincent suddenly asked after noticing Alfred's expression.
"Well, most cities will only have 5 silver coins for entrance fees. But they can tell that this carriage is quite luxurious so they probably asked for more… At the very least, they know not to trouble us by asking to check our luggage and inspecting the inside of the carriage…"
Alfred explained. Indeed, Vincent just saw a few carriages entering the gate and were being asked to be inspected.
It seems that purchasing this expensive carriage and enhancing this a few times is a good investment. Though it's hot in the eyes of bandits, it can still be useful at some times. Anyway, he has quite some money with him right now.
As soon as they entered the city, Alfred's group disembarked in front of a nearby inn.
"Thank you for helping us, Sir Vincent, Miss Tara, Miss Rem…" Alfred said as he bowed slightly to the three.
Alfred finally heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the sound of galloping hooves away from them.
"Alfred… Those three, they're definitely not simple travelers. Especially those two ladies." Mathias said as he thoughtfully glance at the leaving carriage.
"I know… They're probably Adept Mages or above since I can't sense the two's fluctuation with their mana."
They thought that Vincent was a noble and was protected by those two beautiful ladies. After all, even if they can't feel that mana fluctuation from those two, they can still assess their immense vitality and their unusual demeanor.
Even after revealing that they were actually Master Magicians who had mastered two types of elemental Mana Arts with their Conversion ability, they remained unperturbed as if it wasn't anything impressive.
"Whatever… Let's just find the Divine Doctor as quickly as possible. We can't let the young miss suffer any further." Alfred said as he lead his group to the inn.
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Vincent was curious about this Divine Doctor. Especially the pills and potions that he has.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm'His pills and potions were highly praised, are they perhaps enhanced as well?'
Vincent mused. He already knows that this world has a method to enhance items as well. He has already seen objects that have been enhanced fully after all.
However, he has never heard any rumors regarding anyone who was capable of enhancing items or other materials yet.
Vincent shook his head as he was thinking too deeply about this Divine Doctor…
"Tara… Can you tell if the people from the Primal Sword Sect were still here?" He suddenly asked after recalling his real intention for coming here.
"Yes… They seem to be in trouble though." Tara swiftly replied. Since she knows Vincent's plans, she already searched for their Mana Fluctuations after entering this city.
"They're in trouble? Where are they?" Vincent frowned. These people needed to transport the supplies to the army together with the white tiger.
If they are in trouble, the supplies that the army will have to receive might be jeopardized and result in some trouble.
Since Vincent's unknown fiancé might be in the Arms City to fight against the Barbarians, he knows that sending these supplies will help them increase their chance of victory. It can't be delayed.
Soon, their carriage arrived in the densely packed streets of Canthus City.
Many people were coming in and out of this city since it is near to the mountains and forest where people can hunt strong Savage Beasts and even a few Magic Beasts were said to appear from time to time.
"You can't leave this city without giving the White Tiger to us for compensation! You have insulted me! Do you not know me?! I'm Baron Leo!"
Suddenly Vincent heard the voice of a man who appears to be in his fifties arguing in the middle of the street.