“Don’t worry, Effie’s condition has been stabilized. Mr. Goeckner will be coming over today. He’ll be able to treat Effie’s illness. Since her condition has stabilized, she won’t be experiencing any flare-ups for now,” Atlas explained.
Upon hearing that Effie’s condition had been stabilized, Victor beamed. “That’s wonderful! I even brought an alchemist with me, hoping that he’d be able to treat Effie. It looks like he’s no longer needed.”
Atlas glanced at Hamish and Jared, who were behind Victor, and said, “Well, not exactly. Effie’s mother has fallen ill from worrying about Effie’s condition. You might as well bring your alchemist to check on her.”
“Sure.” Victor nodded before heading toward the bedroom with Hamish, Jared, and Atlas.
Upon entering the bedroom, Jared was greeted with the sight of a girl on the bed, her face tear- stained. At the same time, there was a woman on the bed with a pale face. Though her eyes were open, they were unfocused.
“Uncle Victor…” Effie greeted when she saw Victor.
Victor’s smile widened when he realized that Effie was truly fine. He then turned to Jared and said, “My niece seems fine now, so please check my sister-in-law instead.”
“Victor, the alchemist you were speaking of was him?” Atlas was taken aback when he saw Victor talking to Jared.
He had thought Hamish was the alchemist and Jared was the apprentice!
After all, Jared appeared young, and alchemists his age were a rare sight. Even Effie was baffled. “Uncle Victor, isn’t this alchemist too young?”
“Just let him try. He’s someone an old friend recommended, so I doubt he’s bad,” Victor explained.
“Mr. Jablonski, I was the one who recommended Mr. Chance to Victor. I’m always traveling between the central region and the southern region, but I haven’t seen any alchemist as excellent as Mr. Chance!” Hamish said to Atlas.
“You are…?” Atlas asked as he studied Hamish.
“Atlas, this is Mr. Chevalier. He’s often treasure hunting in the southern region,” Victor introduced.
“Oh, I see. I have heard of your name. Since he’s an alchemist that you recommend, Mr. Chevalier, we’ll let him try it out.”
It was only then Atlas let down his guard and allowed Jared to treat his wife.
Stepping forward, Jared glanced at Calliope, Atlas’ wife, then lifted his hand. A strand of spiritual energy gathered around the tip of his finger before transforming into invisible needles that shot into Calliope’s body.
In a mere instance, Calliope’s complexion began to improve. Meanwhile, Jared fished out a pill and said, “Let Mrs. Jablonski take this, and she’ll be fine. She only fell ill because she was experiencing too strong emotions. It isn’t anything serious.”
Effie took the pill from Jared, but just as her hand accidentally touched his, he frowned. Nevertheless, Effie did not notice Jared’s shift of expression. She went on to feed her mother the pill.
Calliope, who took the pill, soon seemed revitalized, and she grabbed her daughter’s hand tightly. Knowing that his wife’s condition was not severe in the first place, Atlas did not think much of Jared’s capability.
But still, he had to remain polite.
“Thank you very much, Mr. Chance. I’ll send someone to thank you with ten thousand spirit coins,” he said. But Jared did not want ten thousand spirit coins; he wanted Victor’s tree.
“Mr. Jablonski, pardon my rudeness, but may I know which alchemist cured your daughter? Do you know that alchemist well?” Jared queried.
“No, they came after seeing the notice. Is there a problem?” Atlas queried in bewilderment.
“Of course. When I accidentally touched Ms. Jablonski earlier, I discovered that there were weak traces of demon aura in her. This must have been left behind by the alchemist when they were giving Ms. Jablonski a checkup. Also, Ms. Jablonski isn’t actually ill. She’s in this state because she’s been poisoned, and the toxin has gone into her bloodstream,” Jared somberly revealed.
