Chapter 999
“Oh, you needn’t worry.”
Zico smiled. “I’ve heard that there’s been issues with Turnbulls and Lionhearts’ arranged engagement, and it all revolved around Frank Lawrence.”
Emilio realized with a start. “Are you saying…”
“Yes.” Zico snorted. “We’ll stay behind the scenes and let the Turnbulls and the Lionhearts deal with him. Ideally, his identity stays hidden and all of them get hurt in their conflict. That’s when we come in…”
Laughing coldly, Zico sighed. “The Five-Peat Archaeus is a discipline said to lead one to Transcendent rank, a path to immortality. What are the opinions of mortals in comparison?”
“I understand now… Thank you for your guidance, Father.”
“D-Dad? Save me… It hurts so much… Everything hurts…” Willy held out a hand to Emilio even as he rolled around.
However, Emilio was already fantasizing about obtaining the Five-Peat Archaeus and did not have any attention to spare.
Eventually, he shot the boy with a calm look and said coolly, “If you want it to stop hurting, you’ll personally apologize to Frank Lawrence tomorrow. Remember to be respectful-you don’t have the luxury of messing up, you hear?”
In reality, Willy could not even think.
He was losing his mind from the sheer anguish he was put through, and he nodded repeatedly even as his tears flowed.
It was an utterly tragic sight.
Gus Zeller glanced at him and sighed, shaking his head. “Talk about digging a hole for yourself.”
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The next day, Kat Yego skipped school and rushed to Loggins Apothecary, somehow receiving word that her father was hurt. “Dad, who did this to you?!” she exclaimed angrily.
Naturally, she found Nash in a much better state than yesterday, or she would have lost her calm and started bawling.
Despite their strained relationship, she did care for her father, and her heart ached to see him lying in bed so feebly.
“Oh… I’m fine, silly girl.” Nash could speak normally too, having mended at an illogical rate with the two Ichor Pills from Frank.
Though he was still bedridden, most of his physical injuries had healed.
In just a couple weeks, he would make a full recovery, which left Abel Loggins and his staff further impressed by Frank’s knowledge in medicine.
“Uncle Nash, who did this to you? I’ll find them and give them a piece of my mind!”
A mild-mannered bespectacled man entered the ward just then, scowling as he did and promising to help Nash.
He was Matis Nagel, Nash’s sister-in-law’s son.
“No, it’s fine. What are you doing here, Matis?”
Matis paused at Nash’s question and said quietly, “My friend just happens to work at that hospital you were transferred from. Your name came up in a conversation, and I then told Mom, who told me see you right away. Who did this to you, Uncle Nash?”
