Chapter 2041 - Hall Of Sleep II Soon, Grandmistress Charline finished with the explanation of Marion Davis and let me do my own examination before we moved toward the next patient. The next was another powerful Grandmaster, a woman this time, been here in suspended animation for more nearly a century, and she also targeted with a specifically crafted curse which would have killed her, if not for placed into this place. The next Grandmaster is a little different; he was Grandmaster Alchemist, and he was inspecting an alchemical tool when suddenly it spewed out smoke and knocked him out. That substance had directly put him in a coma, and despite trying hundreds of healers, they weren't able to bring him out of the coma. One by one, she begins to give me details of all the patients, and 80% of them are targeted by the Grimm Monsters, and of that 80%, 95% of them inflicted with a specially crafted attack, which is only made to target them. It is very hard to heal from such injuries, and I could not heal them with my current power; I would need to be at least a Grandmaster before I could heal those injuries or require specific knowledge on how to deal with such injuries. Sadly, I did not have much information about; the broken tower had only a piece general information about, I wanted to read about targeted special energies in the Hermes Tower, but I did not have much time. I primarily focused on the special energies of Grimm Race and those who had gained sentient. Hun! Soon, we reached another med-pod, and this one was different from others; it had a Master Class powerhouse instead of the Grandmaster, and the surprising this is, the person inside was not old but a young man who looked to be around my age. He also has faint scales on some parts of his body, which is a sign of bloodline contamination; it does not look much serious. A little bit of scales is no trouble other than people recognizing you at the instant due to the peculiarity. What is interesting is the scales; many beasts have scales, but the best of them are the dragon scales, and these dark blue scales are, without a doubt a dragon scales. Dragon Bloodlines are quite rare; they are as rare as the phoenix bloodlines. "Grandmistress, let me explain this case," Lord Whitman said, and Grandmistress nodded. "This is Raibhan Solace, also know as Raibhan of Hell; he was the most promising human during the last war hundred and forty years ago and would have made a massive contribution to it if the Grimm Monsters hadn't gotten him." "He was like you from a small continent, and when he was nine years old, he ate the Bloodline Fruit of Hell Dragon, which hadn't been fully matured and was lucky enough to survive without any side effects, other than the small bloodline contamination which positively affected him." He Explained while motioning the scales. "He was the greatest prodigy of his generation, able to reach Tyrant when he was twenty and when he broke through the Tyrant stage, he became a Master class Tyrant directly." "But like many other prodigies, he has grown too confident of his abilities and ended up falling trap of Grimm Monsters, if not for Grandmaster Benson's timely rescue, he would have died by the hands of the Grandmaster," He sighed, saying it before going to technicalities of the curse that affecting him which is like most curses here, a targeted curse. This is why I always remain cautious; the Grimm Monsters and their little spies have grown quite good in assassinations, and I did not want to become another feather in their hat by becoming careless; being extra cautious would only help me. After listening to the technical detail of his affliction, I placed my hands on his body and pierced my string inside. I have to say, the bloodline contamination had helped hugely in his favor; these scaled of his are not only above his skin but also inside it, and that gives him a great defense, greater than that of the Grimm Monster of the same level. The strings went inside him after some struggle, and like all the patients, everything magical in him is standstill, but magic is still burning. The moment, hall of sleep removes its effects, it would roar back to life. I also came to know the reason for his youthfulness, and I was shocked to find that the bloodline contamination had spread much deeper level than they had told me and unlike regular people like a professor who suffered a great deal because of it. This man reaped immense benefits from the Bloodline Contamination, it had entirely worked in his favor, giving him the immense benefits, and youthful looks and slow aging is one of them. Those with Bloodline are still considered humans, but this one could not; the contamination had changed him more than these people have realized. He is not a pure human any longer; a very essence of a dragon had merged with him, making him something more. They are also very wrong about life expectancy; Lord Whitman had said he would be able to live up to four hundred years without a problem. They are very wrong; if I am right, then he will easily able to live up to six hundred years and more if his strength had increased in the future. I have seen many lucky people but not as lucky as this man; People shudder in the name of bloodline contamination, but it had brought him benefits beyond compare, even I couldn't help feeling jealous of him, with all my power. Feeling more curious about him, I spread more strings and went deeper inside him, not leaving a single part. As I did, I collected data, and the more data I collected, the more questions appeared in my mind before a frown appeared on my face, which turned into surprise a minute later. It took me a while to understand everything, and I eased my expressions before removing my strings. The people who had put him here have made a mistake, or simply they did not understand his condition clearly and directly put him in a hall of sleep without exploring any other options.