Noticing Mr. Faith's disappointment, Frederick offered a gentle explanation. "Mr. Faith, it's not that I'm more skilled at military chess. Your general's hesitation led to your loss."Mr. Faith gazed at his captured flag and murmured, "The general must be protected. If he falls, the entire army loses its ability to fight."Frederick was puzzled by Mr. Faith's rigid belief that the general couldn't move freely in a game. Perhaps on a real battlefield, the general's life was paramount, but this was just a game.Frederick said gently, "Mr. Faith, you've placed too much weight on the general. It's become a mental burden. Only by releasing it can you see the whole board."Mr. Faith's body trembled slightly as he repeated, "A burden? The general has become a burden? Is that why I can't see the whole picture?"At that moment, the bell's glow turned golden once more, all the black energy having seeped into Mr. Faith.He suddenly began coughing violently, then collapsed in convulsions.F
In Sirius' office, Albert watched with amusement as Sirius' expression soured.Priscilla and Grace passionately argued that Frederick was a charlatan with no medical knowledge. They presented compelling evidence, detailing four failed treatments of Vivianne's patients.Sirius was shaken, recalling Frederick's simple antidote when he'd been poisoned.Did this mean Frederick lacked skills and had been lucky? Was it the same with his grandfather?Despite his growing doubts, Sirius knew he couldn't reveal them, especially to Albert. He sensed Albert had orchestrated this confrontation with Priscilla and Grace to weaken his position. Maintaining his composure, Sirius declared, "I still trust Frederick. Please stop talking about this.As the future leader of the family, Sirius was determined to project strength and confidence at all times.Grace was already hoarse from talking. She became anxious when she heard Sirius say that he still trusted Frederick."Mr. Sirius, why don't you b
Albert watched Sirius disappear down the hallway, his eyes narrowing suspiciously"Mr. Faith? Personal officer? Sounds more like..."A realization dawned on Albert, and his expression shifted dramatically. "Could that be... Sacred General Mr. Faith?The revelation sparked a peal of laughter from Albert. "If this esteemed guest Sirius mentioned truly manages to tick off Sacred General so badly he falls ill, well, there might not be a Monroe family left in Stanva City. That would certainly be a source of amusement for the Harmon family."The exchange didn't go unnoticed by Priscilla and Grace. Though unfamiliar with Salmasia's major powers, the name "Scared General" rang a faint bell. Mr. Faith was a revered military leader, commanding the entire northern Salmasian army. Like any soldier, his youth was spent on the battlefield, his hands inevitably stained with the blood of enemies.But unlike others, Mr. Faith held a unique belief—that death ended an enemy's sins, allowing for a
After settling Mr. Faith, Sirius felt like he'd been dunked in the ocean. Sweat plastered his clothes to his skin.Wayne spoke up in a hurried tone, "Mr. Sirius, since Mr. York is the one who caused Mr. Faith's illness, perhaps he can heal him too. His supposedly miraculous medical skills might be just what we need."Sirius's fury boiled over. He lashed out, a stinging slap connecting with Wayne's face. "Don't be ridiculous! Mr. Faith is simply sickened by Frederick's actions. We might still avoid blame for this. But if we suggest Frederick treat him, and Mr. Faith dies... that makes us accomplices to murder!" Wayne cradled his throbbing cheek and stammered in confusion. "Didn't you say Mr. York could extend life?"Sirius slumped in defeat, letting out a helpless sigh. "There's a chance his medical skills are a hoax. Even Grandpa might have been fooled. It's too early to tell for sure, but one thing's clear. Frederick has brought us nothing but trouble."…Meanwhile, Frederick d
Witnessing the scene before him, Tyger's mind reeled in confusion.Wasn't Scarlett plotting to use Frederick for their own gain? How had the situation devolved into two women vying for the same man's attention?The concept of conquest seemed laughably misplaced.As Tyger entered, Scarlett, seemingly embarrassed by the sight and mindful of his seniority, quickly disentangled herself from Frederick. However, she seized the moment. "Uncle Tyger, has the big shot arrived?"Tyger was brimming with excitement as he said, "Indeed, Ms. Samson. Anticipating their arrival tonight, Jacob and I took turns watching the Imperial Suite. We just witnessed them being transported inside. Perhaps his old ailment has resurfaced."A spark of delight flickered in Scarlett's eyes. It meant an opportunity.Though she felt a pang of sympathy for Jacob and Tyger, who were forced to stand guard despite their age, she couldn't deny her own motives. Here she was, bickering with Vivianne in Frederick's room
Scarlett and Tyger reacted with lightning reflexes. In a coordinated move, they lunged at Varek, each grabbing one of his thick arms. Varek was caught off guard by their sudden assault and found himself momentarily restrained. Even with their combined strength, Scarlett and Tyger were pushed to their limits, struggling to hold back Varek's massive power.It was a shocking display of raw strength that left them both breathless."So you truly intend to harm Mr. Faith!" Varek roared, his voice thick with suspicion.Before Varek could unleash another blow, Frederick sprang into action. With a flick of his wrist, a silver needle flew through the air, embedding itself precisely in a pressure point on Varek's body. The effect was instantaneous. Varek froze, his powerful muscles locking up, rendering him speechless and immobile. Scarlett and Tyger were drained from their brief struggle and collapsed onto the floor.Their faces drained of color as the residual force from simply trying
Frederick employed this technique for a specific reason. The murderous persona residing within him was a potent force of evil.This technique served a dual purpose—suppressing the persona and converting its darkness into usable power.However, Frederick had always avoided complete absorption, opting to keep the entity subdued.Now, he was siphoning the dark energy from Mr. Faith's body. The idea that the revered Sacred General could harbor an evil force within its depths would be utterly inconceivable to outsiders.The intensity of the evil force within Mr. Faith was staggering, making suppression a herculean effort for Frederick. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he fought to contain and absorb the dark energy. Any lapse in concentration could result in the entity overwhelming him, allowing his murderous persona to take the reins.At that critical moment, the silver needle dislodged from Varek's body, clattering against the wall. The sound alerted Tyger and Scarlett immediate
Frederick's eyelids fluttered open, revealing a flicker of exhaustion.Mr. Faith's voice was laced with concern as he inquired, "Young man, why did you shoulder such a burden? I could have carried this pain alone, there was no need to share it with you."A faint smile touched Frederick's lips. "Mr. Faith, your compassion shines brightly. I couldn't stand by and watch you suffer in silence."Mr. Faith's astonishment deepened as he observed Frederick's unwavering composure. "But young man, you absorbed the entirety of the dark energy within me and yet remain unaffected?"Even a seasoned cultivator like Mr. Faith had nearly succumbed to suppressing the dark energy. Yet, Frederick, so young and inexperienced, had subdued it with apparent ease. Frederick merely offered a cryptic smile. "Let's just say I possess a technique capable of suppressing such forces. Mr. Faith, your unwavering fortitude is truly commendable. You've used your cultivation to suppress this evil force for years.