Chapter 68: Chapter 68

"So, what can we do to serve you?"

In the tent, Andrew gestured for the two women to sit down.

Then he also sat down, smiling as he asked.

The beautiful woman was startled, thinking to herself, isn’t there only one of you? Where does ’we’ come from?

An Ya also showed a hint of doubt.

"Oh, what I mean is, if I can help solve some problems, I am more than willing.

If I can’t solve it by myself, Wildfire Town has many talents, and together we can surely find a way to ease your troubles."

Andrew said with a smile.

Even though it was likely that this beautiful woman from Baal Town was here to ask for help in treating a lung injury, which only he could cure.

However, in Andrew’s mind, Wildfire Town was already his territory, and the "Power of Enlightenment" would increasingly show its effects over time, ensuring that Wildfire Town would gradually grow and become stronger, becoming a powerful ally.

Even now, Ivan, who is no longer troubled by lung injuries, and the young fighter Ka can handle things on their own! If there’s a real confrontation, Andrew considers that he might not be able to win against a healthy Ivan.

Moreover, after completely healing Ivan’s old injuries last night, Andrew could feel: a certain stronger connection, compared to others, building between him and Ivan.

The feeling... was like he, as a Water Mage, and Ivan, as a Desert Hunter, were natural partners, achieving an effect greater than the sum of their parts.

Andrew believed: Ivan must have the same feeling.

The beautiful woman nodded.

Thinking to herself, "An Ya was right, this Andrew Mage is indeed somewhat different from other Mages."

Now, in everyone’s mind, Andrew was undoubtedly considered a Mage.

Almost everyone had taken him for the Warm Fire Mage of the Warm Fire Commerce Association.

But even a Warm Fire Mage, who was relatively friendly to civilians, would never say "What can I do to serve you" like that.

"A Mage speaking so courteously to a non-Mage..." the beautiful woman thought, "It’s simply unbelievable!" She had been wearing a polite smile, but now she truly exuded a gentle smile from the heart.

After Andrew expressed his commitment to stand with Wildfire Town, he asked, "You said you’re the manager of the Living People Cemetery of Baal Town? May I ask how to address you specifically?"

"My name is Zi," the beautiful woman said.

"Um, so should I call you..." Andrew’s expression was a bit odd, glancing at An Ya beside him. Seeing An Ya smiling and nodding slightly at him, he looked back at the beautiful woman’s face, "... Aunt Zi?"

Aunt Zi smiled, her voice still soft, "If Andrew Mage is willing."

She tucked away her smile somewhat and asked, "Are you really able to heal lung injuries caused by Fire Magic as An Ya said? Sorry, I don’t mean to doubt you, just want to reconfirm."

Andrew nodded to show his understanding.

After all, lung injuries had been considered incurable in past knowledge, with no cure available.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Have you visited our Living People Cemetery in Wildfire Town?"

Aunt Zi nodded, "I have."

Andrew smiled, "So having seen those patients who had been suffering not long ago now fully recovered, you still can’t trust me without further ’confirmation’?"

An Ya hurriedly spoke up from the side, "Andrew, Aunt Zi didn’t mean it that way..."

"I meant exactly that."

Aunt Zi’s voice was still soft. As she spoke, she gently removed part of her blouse, revealing her shoulder and collarbone, "While I apologize thousands of times for saying this, I still want to personally verify your ability... Can I? Please."

Fixing his gaze on the central part of her collarbone, his expression turned serious.

Her skin was very fair, yet the central position of her collarbone showed a fist-sized area with a charred color.

"Turns out you are a patient too," Andrew sighed, "And this injury is much more severe than Uncle Ivan’s."

An Ya couldn’t help but ask, "Can it still be treated?"

Andrew did not answer, but gazed into Aunt Zi’s eyes as he slowly asked, "When you were using the power of the Desert Hunter to forcibly wrap up the injury, suppressing it into this central point of the collarbone, did you know that what injured you wasn’t ordinary Magic Flames, but one of the Eight Strange Fires, the ’Shadow Erosion Fire’?"

Aunt Zi hadn’t coughed since she arrived.

That’s because she used the power of the Desert Hunter to wrap the lung injury, suppressing it forcibly.

Just from this point, her subtlety in the use of power was at least better than Ivan’s.

But there is also a problem: the wrapped injury doesn’t heal, but slowly transforms into a more terrifying kind of Fire Poison in the enclosed environment.

Once it can’t be suppressed anymore, when this Fire Poison erupts, it’s all over. There won’t even be a chance to prolong life by struggling.

This is equivalent to a method of drinking poison to quench thirst. It might actually live for a shorter time compared to not suppressing the injury and coughing while keeping alive.

"If it’s just , that would be okay."

Andrew thought, "Anyway, now the Fire Poison hasn’t erupted yet, although Water Spirit Technique surely won’t handle it, unlocking the ’Water Priestess Series’ can still solve it."

The problem is that this Fire Poison is also emitting the aura of ’Shadow Erosion Fire.’

This is Fire Poison left by one of the Eight Strange Fires!

This is truly troublesome.

"Eight Strange Fires? Shadow Erosion Fire?"

An Ya was a bit dazed upon hearing this; she wasn’t a Mage, nor a Magic Apprentice, and hadn’t learned related knowledge.

Yet Aunt Zi remained quite calm, even showing a smile when Andrew directly named "Shadow Erosion Fire."

The beautiful woman spoke softly, "I know, this scar is left by Shadow Erosion Fire. In fact, this wound was left three years ago by a Magic Apprentice named Pete in Wildfire Town. I’ve heard you got rid of Hubert and all his apprentices last night? Was that Pete among them?"

Andrew said, "Pete is already dead."

Aunt Zi’s beautiful eyes shone brightly, nodding, "Then I must thank you for avenging me.

But thanks aside, as I said before—I truly need to reconfirm your healing ability.

If you can heal me, it means you can heal the patients in Baal Town and even throughout the inner sea desert’s Living People Cemeteries. After all, my injury is among the most severe of everyone.

If you can heal even this injury of mine, I am willing to apologize for my current rudeness by ending my life—"

Andrew waved his hand, "Ah, no need for such exaggerations, ending your life or anything."

Shrugging as he said, "Your injury is quite troublesome, but I think I can still handle it." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novelꜰire.net

The relaxed and confident tone made An Ya and the beautiful woman both stand in awe.