Ron instinctively wanted to activate the Protective Magic, but Hayek gently shook his head at him, indicating there was no danger.
"Trust Dean Salamanda, he's doing this to protect everyone."
The old man's eyes carried understanding and care:
"The methods of the Life Tree School... sometimes leave behind some imperceptible traces."
Considering that there was indeed no method planted on him, and his inspiration hadn't issued a danger warning, Ron decided to cooperate.
"I understand."
He relaxed his body, allowing the flame of purification to completely surround him.
The fiery flames flowed over every inch of his skin like water, penetrating deep into his flesh, even reaching into his bone marrow.
This feeling was both painful and comforting—painful due to the burning heat, comforting due to a certain deep sense of purification.
It was as if his entire body, along with his soul, had been thoroughly sterilized.
