Chapter 118
Squeak.
The bloodletting instrument gleamed with an eerie light as it sliced through a healthy vein of a soldier. A determined resolve filled Shandre’s gaze.
“Excellent.”
Evil had to be purged from the body as thoroughly as possible. If negative energy dwelled within, it had to be eradicated. And what was the easiest component to remove from the body?
‘Blood, of course.’
Blood was the wellspring of life, the essence that sustained all living beings.
Consequently, he believed that when the body was afflicted or severely injured, the blood too became tainted. This wasn’t merely his belief; he had learned it in college. His master and his master’s master had imparted the same teachings.
‘So, naturally, this method of treatment is the ultimate truth.’
Extracting tainted blood from the body was the solution. The more blood you removed, the more space you created within the body for fresh blood.