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Chapter 287 - The Quentins’ Plan
Thomas, who was walking at the front of the group, couldn’t hide the joy on his face the moment he saw Marc.From the very beginning, he had felt deeply indebted to the young man who had miraculously cured him of his mysterious illness.“Lord Quentin, you look well,” Marc greeted warmly, beginning to rise from his seat out of respect for the nobleman. But Thomas quickly waved him off.“No, no—don’t bother with formalities,” Thomas said, stepping closer. “If anything, I should be the one thanking you. Without your help, I doubt I’d still be breathing fresh air today.”Still grinning, Thomas moved in to embrace him. But just as he was about to, his eyes fell on Marc’s bandaged right arm—and he stopped short.“Marc… are you alright?”Like everyone else who had seen it before, Thomas couldn’t help but focus on Marc’s injury. Curiosity and concern filled his gaze. The same could be said of Annette—Lady Quentin—who watched him with a mix of worry and confusion. She clearly wanted to know wh
Chapter 286 - A Healer’s Hunger
"Alright."Darla rose from her chair with a lazy stretch, making her way to join her parents in meeting with Marc.They were about to head into the front lounge when Darla suddenly stopped them."Wait. Marc isn’t in the front room."Thomas and Annette paused mid-step, exchanging puzzled glances."What do you mean? Then where is he?""He’s at the infirmary."The infirmary was a separate building located at the back of the Quentin family estate. Despite its ordinary-sounding name, it wasn’t a place just anyone could enter.It was where Darla studied traditional medicine and concocted herbal remedies. Aside from the Quentin family or select nobles, no one else had ever been allowed inside."The infirmary?"Thomas and Annette echoed the question in unison, confusion creeping into their voices. Marc was a master healer. If he was at the infirmary, it couldn’t possibly be to receive treatment—could it?"Yes. Are we going to talk about this all night, or are we going?"This time, it was Darl
Chapter 285 - A Marriage Proposal
“Mom, what’s going on? Why do you look so upset?”Darla had just stepped into the living room, where only Thomas and Annette were seated. The tension was thick in the air, and worry was written all over their faces.“Sweetheart!”Annette sprang from her seat and rushed toward her daughter, ignoring the question entirely.“I’m so glad you’re safe,” she said, embracing Darla tightly, as if her daughter had just returned from some great danger.“Mom, you’re acting really strange. What’s happening? Just tell me already before I start freaking out.”Darla gave her mother a slightly annoyed but affectionate glare. Still, Annette didn’t answer. Her only response was tightening the hug around her daughter’s shoulders.“Dad, you must know something. Please, tell me what’s going on. Don’t leave me in the dark like this.”Darla turned to Thomas, who sat hunched slightly forward, his expression troubled. But like his wife, he said nothing—just grew more visibly uneasy.“You two are seriously acti
Chapter 284 - Anger on the Phone
"Don't worry. Your arm will be healed in no time."Darla spoke with enthusiasm as she gently rubbed balm onto the wounded spots on Marc’s arm. She moved with the kind of care you'd expect from someone tending to family, not a stranger."Alright, done! Now watch the magic of this balm I made. You’re going to be amazed by the results."She closed the small clear bottle with a sparkle in her eyes and confidence in her voice. That balm had cured almost every injury she or her family had ever suffered. And now, she had applied a generous amount on Marc. Surely, the healing effects would kick in immediately—right?"I hope so," Marc replied with a faint smile.Truthfully, he wanted to stop her from applying it. Not because he didn’t appreciate the gesture, but because he knew better. Even the legendary King Yarsagumba wouldn’t do anything for a wound like his.“Alright then, don’t dwell on it too much,” Darla said, frowning slightly, puzzled by his lack of enthusiasm. “I’m sure in half an ho
Chapter 283 - Miracle Balm?
"Thank you, Lady."The Ferrari had just passed through the Greencliff Forest when Marc finally spoke, glancing over his shoulder to make sure Leah wasn't following them. Once assured, he straightened in his seat and turned his gaze forward.Even though he couldn’t fight due to his internal energy still being in recovery, that wasn’t what worried Marc. Nor was he particularly concerned if Leah decided to call reinforcements—maybe even from one of the gangs in Duskmoor—to ambush him.What truly concerned him right now... was Darla. He was afraid he wouldn’t be able to protect her if any of that were to happen."Don’t worry about it," Darla replied casually with a wave of her hand."By the way, who was that girl, Marc? Sorry if I’m being nosy, but she seemed like she was hiding something."She kept her eyes on the road as she asked, hands steady on the wheel. That girl—Leah—had left a strange impression on her.And clearly, Marc wasn’t the only one suspicious of her.Leah had claimed to
Chapter 282 - A Failed Attempt
Marc tucked the phone and the pink card into his backpack. He also slid in two small ring boxes.Then, he changed into a clean white short-sleeve T-shirt and a pair of long jeans—giving himself a fresher, more put-together look.He stepped out through the front door of the now-ruined inn.Taking one last glance at the place, he let out a deep breath.“Sorry… I couldn’t protect you,” he whispered, his voice thick with regret and sorrow. Without lingering, he turned around and kept walking.He made his way through the scattered debris in the front yard until he reached the gate—which had also collapsed.Despite the state of his body, he felt strong, healthy even. But he still needed more time to fully restore his inner energy.When he glanced at his right arm, however, his brow furrowed sharply.“Damn... Was my injury really this bad?”There was no blood, but the wound hadn’t healed. His arm was stiff, almost immobile. It felt like the bones were fractured and the muscles deeply torn.I
Chapter 281 - The Last Day in Greencliff
"So the goblins… they never actually wanted to attack humans in the first place, did they?"Marc muttered to himself, finally seeing the bigger picture. The pieces were coming together now, and he was starting to believe the goblins weren’t truly evil.Sure, Helma had warned him from the very beginning—insisting that goblins were dangerous creatures. But now Marc understood that wasn’t the whole truth. Helma hadn’t told him everything. Maybe she thought he wasn’t ready to hear it yet."Goblins might look wild and terrifying at a glance, but that doesn’t mean they attack without reason."But if that were really true… why had every goblin Marc encountered behaved so violently?The more he thought about it, the more certain he became of one thing."They're acting aggressively toward humans because someone is directing them to."In other words, someone—or some group—had to be behind the goblins’ hostility.And that group could only be…"Dark Star!"Marc said it with conviction."It’s them
Chapter 280 - The Third Question?
Just as the two men were deep in conversation, a sharp voice suddenly rang out from a distance."You two have time to chat while some people out here desperately need help? What kind of men are you?"Marc turned his head toward the inn’s gate.There, he saw Leah supporting two women—one on each side. It was Leonie and her daughter, Sasha.“Ah, Mrs. Griffin!”Marc shot up from his seat and hurried toward her.Elliot also rose and followed behind him, though his steps were hesitant, his face torn with emotion.“Mrs. Griffin, it’s okay. Let me help you.”Marc placed his left palm on Leonie’s forehead, attempting to channel his inner energy. But to his surprise, nothing happened. Not a single spark of qi flowed from his hand.“Damn it,” Marc muttered. “I can’t use my inner energy. I’ve completely drained it!”He hadn’t realized how much his battle with Grizelda had cost him. His reserves were fully depleted, and until his strength recovered, there was nothing more he could do.“It’s all r
Chapter 279 - The Second Question
"In short, you—you were the one who helped me restore my inner energy, Marc!"Elliot beamed as he clapped Marc's shoulder again and again with enthusiastic gratitude. His eyes sparkled with pride and appreciation. The idea of ever recovering his cultivation energy had once seemed impossible. And yet, this young man had made it happen."And I’ll never forget that. I owe you my life."Marc nodded slightly in response to Elliot’s heartfelt words.So my inner energy helped restore his cultivation? he wondered. But if that’s the case, why couldn’t Helma heal him?He didn’t dwell too long on the question. There was something else gnawing at his curiosity—something even more pressing."I'm glad I was able to help, even if just a little," Marc replied. "But there's something else I need to know. It's about Grizelda. I heard her mention something about a token. Can you explain what that has to do with these goblins?"At the mention of the token, Elliot’s smile faded. The laughter in his eyes v
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