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Ch. 245 A taste of failure
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SKY HOSTEL [Aria's Room]

The room appeared substantially different from what it had been the last time.

The ancient porcelain jar and carved graffiti previously displayed on the cabinet in Aria's corner had disappeared, sold for cash in her desperate bid to help Kelvin pay off the debt he owed to Sean Wilcox because of the blood snail saga.

Currently, she sat on her bed like a shadow of her former self, her expression murderous. Her normally manicured nails had gone back to their natural colour
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    Thane was still asleep when Ragnar returned to the room. Apart from the blankets, which were slightly more dishevelled than he remembered leaving them, everything appeared spotless.It was as though those people had never been there.Ragnar sat on the edge of the bed and reached for Thane’s wrist, checking his pulse.It was stronger now. His breathing had also improved, no longer the laboured struggle it had been earlier. His energy had been replenished considerably. As for the blood he had lost, that would have to wait until he regained consciousness.Herbal baths and acupuncture could only do so much in that regard.Ragnar sighed. “At least he's alive and well.”He pulled the blankets over Thane, making sure he was properly covered, before heading towards the spot where he had been told the internal network transmitter was located.Taking out his phone, he scanned the code displayed on the device.A message appeared almost immediately.[Connect to base 3 network?]He tapped the Conf

  • Ch. 307 He's a miracle doctor

    General Varric Rothmere's OfficeTen minutes after Ragnar left.The doctor stood before the general's desk, his head slightly bowed. Beside him was the young soldier who had previously accompanied him to the room where Thane was being treated. The same soldier who had argued about the unnecessary delay in sending medical assistance.A holographic screen floated before General Varric Rothmere, displaying footage of the medical team examining Thane after Ragnar had been taken out of the room.The recording showed Doctor Mercer moving from one diagnostic machine to another, conducting repeated examinations. He checked the readings, adjusted the equipment, and ran the tests again.A faint crease appeared between his brows.He seemed unable to reconcile what the machines were showing him with what he had expected to find. At one point, he even leaned closer to the machine, scrutinising the results as though he suspected an error in the readings.General Varric watched the footage for a whi

  • Ch. 306 Where does your loyalty lie?

    Ragnar didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then, as though he had suddenly thought of something interesting, a bright smile spread across his face. “Who knows? Probably one of my friends added my name to their family's tender.” Varric Rothmere stared at him in silence for a whole minute. His expression remained serious, his eyes fixed on Ragnar as though he were trying to determine whether the young man was being evasive or simply making a fool of him. Then he snickered. “You seem to have an awful lot of friends, huh?” Ragnar grinned, carefully keeping his expression under control. “What can I say? Man is a social animal.” “Ah-ah?” Varric cocked his head to the side, examining him with slightly narrowed eyes. “Stop pushing words around with me, boy! I'm not your classmate.” Ragnar smiled beautifully. “I know, sir. That's why I've been doing my best to answer your questions as honestly as I possibly could. If you were my classmate…” He chuckled but didn't complete the

  • Ch. 305 Bloodlust domain

    For two whole minutes, Ragnar stood there, utterly flabbergasted.His mind had practically short-circuited. He could only stare at the old man, his face frozen in disbelief, as though his brain had momentarily forgotten how to function.Across the desk, Varric watched him expectantly, almost as if he genuinely expected Ragnar to say something ridiculous or drop to his knees and beg for mercy.At last, Ragnar's brows furrowed. It was the first reaction he had managed in the two whole minutes since hearing the most ridiculous question of his life.“Excuse me?”When he finally spoke, his voice came out low. So low that the chill in it seemed capable of freezing the air between them.The old man arched a brow before waving dismissively. “Don't worry, I'm not old-fashioned. He's not my only heir by the way. I just want to know.”“You!” Ragnar forced out a breath, his entire body nearly paralysed by sheer anger.His gums ached from how hard he was gritting his teeth, struggling to keep the

  • Ch. 304 Are you really gay?

    “Unhand me,” Ragnar said after a while as the soldiers continued dragging him along. “I can walk.”The soldiers appeared not to hear him.They maintained their grip on his arms, marching him down the corridor without so much as acknowledging his complaint. Ragnar's expression darkened, but he held his tongue. There was little point wasting his breath on people who had apparently been instructed to treat him like a prisoner.They eventually stopped before a door on the same floor.Only then did the soldiers release him.Ragnar straightened his collar and brushed down his clothes, restoring some semblance of order to his appearance. He shot the men a brief, displeased glance before one of them opened the door and motioned towards the entrance with the tip of his jaw.“Go on in.”Ragnar stepped inside.The door clicked shut behind him.His gaze swept across the room, his senses immediately going on high alert.At first glance, it was unmistakably the office of a military man.Several sop

  • CH. 303 Came to put on a sick show

    Back in the room, Ragnar finally placed the last needle.Sweat beaded across his forehead and upper lip, trickling down his face and neck. His clothes clung to his body, and his breathing had grown noticeably heavier. The procedure had demanded more of him than he had anticipated.A strange vibration suddenly swept through the room.It began as a faint tremor, then gradually intensified, as though all nine golden needles had begun resonating with one another. A subtle humming filled the enclosed space, and the air itself seemed to quiver.The next instant, a burst of golden light erupted from Thane's body.For three whole seconds, he was completely enveloped in its brilliance. The golden radiance illuminated the curtains, casting shifting shadows across the room before gradually fading away.Ragnar inhaled sharply.The technique was complete.He felt the toll almost immediately. A wave of dizziness washed over him, accompanied by a faint headache creeping up around his right temple. H

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