Chapter Four
Author: Menz Raider
last update2025-01-07 20:23:27

A well dressed gentleman was standing behind the guards. He looked like a very rich fellow, and the guards seemed to respect him as he walked towards them.

"But sir..."

"No buts", he interrupted, raising his right hand in the air. Then he bent forward and lent a hand to Adrian. "I heard everything. Let the young man come."

As Adrian came to his feet, the man shook his hand. "My name is James Halton, I am Mr Rodriquez's personal assistant. I heard everything you said about Miss Lyana. Are you sure about what you are saying?"

Not that he was super sure, but the system had been his informant. So far, everything the system said had been true. He could heal from serious injuries in a matter of seconds. He could locate Lyana without having any prior idea of where she might have been. If the system was right in all of that, then it must be right about her life being in danger.

"Yes sir. I am sure about this."

"And you think you can save her?"

About that, he didn't know what he was needed to do but something told him he needed to see her first. Then the system would tell him what to do.

"Well..."

They were interrupted by rushed footsteps which came in their direction.

"Mr Halton! Mr Halton!! It is the little Miss!! She is having a serious episode!"

James Halton turned around in shock. He didn't need to hear anymore before he sped after the female servants who had come to call him. And Adrian followed him instinctively, knowing something was happening to Lyana. He checked the visible screen, she still had about five minutes left to live. He could still save her.

As they reached the super large hospital room, Adrian could feel the tension across the room. The seeds of tragedy growing slowly, waiting to unleash.

"Please doctor! Save her!!" Matilda cried beside the bed, holding the hands of the dying girl. The doctors were trying everything they could.

The female servants stood together at a corner, sobbing. James Halton rushed to the side of Matilda and looked the lead doctor in the eye. "What is going on, Doctor Lewis? The girl is becoming worse."

Doctor Lewis shook his head. "I'm sorry, Mr Halton. We have tried everything, and there's nothing more we can do now. Her chances of survival are way below one. We can only hope for some miracle."

"Hope for a miracle?" Halton squeezed the doctor's coat in anger, it looked like he was going to attack him. Then his eyes fell on Adrian.

"You! You said you could save her. Then come forward and do something!"

Every eye turned to Adrian, wondering how this misfit was going to do anything to save the billionaire's daughter when well trained medical personelle had failed to do a thing for her.

"This thing?! I thought I instructed those two dimwits to throw him out!" Matilda boiled. It was as though she was disgusted by the very sight of him.

"Who is this?" Doctor Lewis questioned.

"Someone who hasn't given up on her!" Halton ushered Adrian forward as the doctors protested it.

"What are his credentials?" The doctor asked again.

He had none.

"We cannot allow him to do anything to her."

"The doctor is right, James." Matilda seconded. "This thing cannot even keep himself clean, how can he keep Lyana alive?"

"She has about 59 seconds left." Adrian faced James Halton, not minding what the others were saying. If he was going to save her, then they couldn't delay it any longer.

"Come on. Do your thing." James Halton gave way for him as he stepped beside Lyana who lay unconscious.

"No. We cannot allow an outsider to lay hands on our patient. Especially an high ranking patient like Miss Lyana, and especially not this person dressed in rags, wet with blood and water. We cannot allow this..."

Lewis found his voice cut off as his head crashed on the wall behind him and his throat burnt at the choke hold of James Halton.

"Shut the fuck up, doctor!"

Meanwhile, Adrian held Lyana's other hand and awaited his instructions.

"System. Now." He whispered in his heart. "Don't fail me now."

A shining light grew between his hand and Lyana's, and it grew brighter, fazing everyone in the room.

"What is he doing?"

"Is this magic?"

"You see, James. I told you he was a fraud!"

"Someone stop this man..."

Then the light receded, and in Adrian's hand was a little oval glass gourd of glowing white liquid.

"GIVE THE POTION OF LIFE TO MISS LYANA. YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS LEFT."

Instantly, he swiped the glass open and turned it over on her lips. The potion came out in drops. By the third drop, Lyana Rodriguez coughed and her eyes opened to the sight of Adrian.

"Did she just... Open her eyes? Is she awake?" A maid whispered.

"She is alive." Another responded. "He truly saved her life."

Everywhere was as quiet as a grave house as each person stared at another in shock, then at Adrian, then at Lyana who was slowly sitting up by herself.

"What happened?" Lyana muttered, seemingly unaware of her sickness. "Why is everyone staring at me?"

In a moment, the silence became chaos as the entire room erupted into jubilations. The maid servants all hugged one another in tears while the doctors shook their heads in shame. James Halton and Matilda held Lyana as if she had come back from the dead, suprised at how good she looked. It was as if she was never ill in the first place.

"CONGRATULATIONS, MR BLOOD. YOU HAVE COMPLETED YOUR FIRST MISSION. YOU ARE NOW OFFICIALLY GRANTED THE STATUS OF ANCHOR."

Adrian's work here was done. He had saved the life of the billionaire girl. He had no more reason to be in that room, especially after the loads of insult he had taken today.

With everyone else distracted by their jubilations, Adrian turned around to leave. Just as he reached the doorway where the two security guards stayed, he heard a voice calling him.

"Wait up, gentleman!" It was James Halton. He must want to thank him personally for what he had just done.

"You have done an incredible service to this family. I am certain the chairman would want to meet you himself. You can ask him for anything you want. Anything at all."

Adrian was not going to do any such thing. He was not the biggest fan of the Rodriguez family. They had always stepped on the lower families to glorify themselves with their riches. He was not ready to sit on the same table with Federico Rodriguez or any member of that family. Also anytime he remembered what happened tonight with Ricardo and Teresa, his anger doubled.

"No, thank you." He declined. "I don't need any reward."

Adrian turned around, leaving James Halton with a shocked expression.

"I still do not know your name." He requested.

"Adrian Blood." A cab stopped in front of Adrian. How convenient to find them when a life was not on the line.

As he returned back home for the rest of the night, his phone, almost completely destroyed by the traumas of tonight, vibrated continuously.

"CONGRATULATIONS. YOU HAVE BEEN REWARDED WITH ONE MILLION DOLLARS AND TEN CHARACTER POINTS AFTER COMPLETING TODAY'S MISSION!"

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