Chapter 826

Abel was clicking his tongue, impressed. "The recipe for the Yellow Shrive should have been lost in time, only for me to encounter one here, today… The sun has yet to set on traditional Draconia medicine!"

"Traditional Draconia medicine?" Yed scoffed in obvious contempt.

Abel snorted in turn. "Boy, don't think that traditional Draconia medicine loses out to foreign medicine. The only issue is that most of our discipline has been lost in time—otherwise, foreign medicine cannot even hope to catch up to our pride!"

"No, Mr. Loggins. I'm just curious," Yed groaned. "From the way you said it before, my father's condition was beyond saving, and now you're saying that a simple pill can bring him back to life?"

"Yes!" Abel exclaimed confidently.

With that, they watched as a servant picked up the powdered remains of the Yellow Shrive carefully.

However, just as he mixed it with water and was about to feed it to Ciril, Hal whipped out a pebble out of nowhere and threw it squarely at his fa