2024-12-23 03:51:55“You’re awake! How do you feel?”
Rita clapped her hands together in relief.
She walked over to him, carefully scrutinizing his body as if she were examining a work of art.
“I’m sorry... Who are you?”
Jeffery asked nervously, sitting up on the bed.
“Rita.” Her lips curled into a small smile.
“You passed out on the streets from a gunshot wound yesterday. I was the one who brought you to the hospital.”
Rita said, folding her arms. “When I rescued you, you had a severe gunshot wound on your back. But strangely, after taking you to the hospital, the doctors informed me that nothing was wrong with you. The wounds even disappeared. Why is that so? It’s unbelievable!”
Jeffery furrowed his brows, sensing a strange yet powerful force swirling within him.
Not only that, he began to feel a natural affinity with the elements around him.
It felt as though he could manipulate and control them effortlessly, with just a wave of his hand.
The sensation was truly astonishing.
Jeffery snapped out of his thoughts.
“Thank you so much for saving me, Rita. My name is Jeffery Flamel.”
Rita chuckled as he awkwardly scratched his neck.
Rita carefully observed his expression after waking up, exactly the same as her childhood friend.
It seems to be him.
However, he seems to have forgotten her?
Suddenly, Rita groaned in pain, crouching down and clutching her chest.
At that moment, a man in a doctor’s coat entered, holding a glass of water and a few pills.
“Miss, I would advise you to take your medicine now,” the doctor urged.
“I will. Thank you,” Rita said weakly, enduring the pain as she took the pills and water from his hand.
Jeffery’s gaze lingered on her pale, sickly face.
The contrast between her current state and the poised, exquisite woman who had confronted him earlier was striking.
“Rita, are you alright?” he asked.
“It’s nothing new,” Rita replied, forcing a smile.
“I have a condition—angina, or so they call it. The doctors can’t explain why I suffer from it. They’ve run every test, tried every medicine, but nothing works. These pills are my only relief.”
Jeffery felt confused about her symptoms.
Suddenly, a strange feeling caught him.
He looked at Rita's chest and suddenly understood her illness and the treatment method.
Alchemy!
Is this the effect of alchemy?
Her complexion was still pale. Seeing this, he made a decision.
“Rita,” he said softly, stepping closer. “I am able to cure your disease.”
Her brows furrowed. “What? You are a doctor?”
Rita was taken aback by his confidence.
“It’s not ordinary angina,” Rita said, struggling to speak. “Even the world’s top medical practitioners couldn’t diagnose the cause, let alone find a cure. Simply put, it’s incurable. I can only rely on painkillers to ease the pain. What gives you the confidence to say you can cure me?”
“I won’t treat it using medical means,” Jeffery explained. “It’s a bit difficult to explain, but let me try.”
Rita furrowed her brows, considering his words carefully.
She recalled how Jeffery’s body had miraculously healed itself, the traces of gunshot wounds vanishing.
Moreover, Jeffery was always very good to her when they were young and never lied to her.
“What is your problem?” the doctor interjected. “Are you seriously joking with us? The audacity to claim you can heal the mistress of her ailments! You haven’t even performed any proper medical examination on her!”
“I think you just want to get closer to the mistress by pretending to be a doctor!”
The doctor’s words stung, but Jeffery knew his methods wouldn’t require an examination. Besides, exposing his newfound alchemical knowledge wouldn’t be wise.
“Enough,” Rita said sharply. “Doctor, I’ll decide for myself. You don’t need to speak on my behalf.”
She turned to Jeffery. “Jeffery, I trust you.”
Jeffery was somewhat surprised.
He didn't expect Rita to trust him so quickly.
The doctor opened his mouth to protest, but Rita silenced him with a raised hand. “You’ve made your stance clear. Now step back.”
Reluctantly, the doctor complied, though his glare lingered on Jeffery.
Taking a deep breath, Jeffery turned to Rita. “For this to work,” he began, his voice steady despite the weight of the moment, “I’ll need you to lie down and… remove your top. I’ll place my hands near your heart and begin the treatment.”
Subconsciously, his gaze fell on Rita’s figure, and he quickly averted his eyes, his cheeks heating to a bright red.
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CHAPTER 159
The rain didn't fall anymore—it attacked. Each drop struck the earth like shrapnel, bouncing from the broken stone and splintered glass. The night sky was a bleeding bruise, purple and gray, trembling with thunder. Wind screamed through the fractured bones of the manor, carrying the faint scent of smoke, blood, and burnt ink. Jeffery stepped into it without hesitation. The downpour hit his face, cold and merciless, but he didn't wipe it away. He walked with slow, deliberate steps—boots crunching over gravel and shards, his coat dragging through the puddles like a wounded flag. His shadow followed him for a few seconds before vanishing beneath the veil of rain.Captain Daniel has caused me a lot of grief, Jeffery thought within himself. First he started it by burning my company. Then he went after Rita and the Stirling Enterprise...and then he killed them.By now it was already established within his heart who was the cause of everything. He no longer needed any detective to find out
CHAPTER 158
The storm did not stop. It only deepened, becoming heavier with every second that passed.Rain lashed against the broken glass like claws, streaking the marble floor with veins of silver. The flames that had once burned with fury were now reduced to embers, their faint orange glow trembling against the gusts that slipped through the shattered panes. The air was think with the scent of wet ash, of burned paper and blood drying on stone.Jeffery stood near the window, silent as a monument. The dim lightning carved him into fragments—jaw tight, shoulders squared, his reflection a mosaic of conflicting faces. Every crack in the glass split him into another version of himself: the soldier, the savior, the executioner. And behind him all, something deeper—something hollow.The weight of everything pressed in. The silence. The storm. The truth.He breathed out, the sound low and harsh in the cold air. "Do you hate me now?"The words came slow, almost reluctant, like a confession rather than
CHAPTER 157
The night pressed down on the manor like a suffocating shroud. Ash drifted lazily through the air, glowing faintly as the last embers of the courtyard fire died beneath the whispering wind. The moonlight was thin—silver and cold—pouring through broken windows and painting cracked marble floors with ghostly patterns.For a long, heavy moment, silence ruled. Rita stood stillz her face palez her eyes wide and uncertain. The orange flicker of the remaining fire danced in her pupils, making her expression unreadable—somewhere between disbelief and terror."You're... joking," she finally said after something time. "You have to be joking, Jeffery."Although Jeffery had told her about Captain Daniel some minutes ago, she couldn't believe it. She would have believed it but...it wasn't possible. It wasn't possible at all.They had already talked about it and Jeffery had thought she had taken in everything. But when silence came and she began thinking, she couldn't just place her mind on how a p
CHAPTER 156
The officers moved through the ruins like silent phantoms—disciplines, methodical, and numb to the carnage around them. Their flashlights cut pale tunnels through the smoke, beams gliding over shattered glass, cracked tiles, and the faint shimmer of blood frying under the cold night air. Radios whispered static. Cameras clicked. The sound of zipping body bags echoed like closing prayers.Raindrops fell from the cloudy sky, wetting the world below. Gusts of cold wind billowed through the environment, causing more haze to descend. Visibility became extremely low because of the weather. And this helped to cast a stygian look to the courtyard.What remained of it looked less like a battefield and more like a desecrated temple. The fountains had collapsed into itself, spilling water that mixed with soot. Charged petals from the flowerbeds drifted in the wind like ashes from a funeral pyre. The air carried the metallic scent of death, clinging to the tongue like rust. They found Dan Kimiko
CHAPTER 155
For a long moment after Osborne's death, silence ruled the ruins. No one spoke, no one moved. The only sounds were the soft hiss of burning debris and the faint crackle of dying embers scattered across the once-proud Stirling courtyard.The air itself felt heavy—thick with dust, smoke, and the metallic scent of blood. The wind blew across the open ruins, carrying with it the faint cries of the wounded and the groans of twisting metal.Finally, it's over, Jeffery thought within himself.He was standing still amidst the chaos, his body haloed by faint residual energy—white light fading slowly from his veins. His breathing steadied, his heartbeat calm, his mind distant. Around him, the world looked like a painting of destruction: half-collapsed walls, scorched trees, and the shattered remains of the Stirling fountains leaking water across blackened marble.The cops and bodyguards finally exhaled as though waking from a nightmare. Weapons dropped. Some fell to their knees; others leaned o
CHAPTER 154
The atmosphere bled with silence. Dust and debris floated through the fractured courtyard like ghosts. The moonlight, fractured by smoke and flickering embers, shone weakly upon Jeffery—the man who now stood like a god reborn.The energy in his veins thrummed. It wasn't just Qi anymore but something else. It was something older, purer, and infinitely more terrifying. It seemed to be something which was more ancient than time itself.His aura hummed in the air like a living storm. The ground beneath him cracked into deep spiderwebs, unable to withstand the magnitude of his presence.Inside his Dantian, the final barrier had broken. The spiraling rivers of elemental essence had fused—fire into into water, earth into air—until the four merged into one seamless current. It wasn't chaos; it was equilibrium.This... he clenched his fists slowly. I've finally reached the peak of the advanced level. And with it came a new agility: matter transmutation.Well, he actually had this ability but i
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