Using money was another way to get answers as well. Felix asked, "Tell me—do you know the woman on this card?" Andrea was quite an interesting woman. She smiled and said, "What? If I tell you something, is all this money mine?" Felix nodded. "That's right. If you can give me any relevant information about this woman, the money is yours. You can take it and leave now, or you can sleep in the guest room until morning." Andrea's eyes grew even brighter. She sat down across from Felix, thought for a moment, and said, "I actually do know something, since you're not the first person interested in the woman on the card. "I'll be straight with you—our boss, Bazzo Lazaro, is no ordinary guy. I've almost saved enough to move back to my hometown, so if you add a few more thousand dollars, I'll tell you everything." Interesting. Felix tossed a bag on the table containing another 80,000 dollars, also withdrawn earlier. "Here's a hundred thousand dollars in total. Can you talk now?" Afte
Four men stood at the suite door. The leader was Cordon Abrams, a burly man with a crew cut. He grabbed Andrea by her hair and yanked her back inside. "I didn't do anything, I swear!" Andrea pleaded. But Cordon laughed coldly as he picked up the bag, letting all the money fall to the floor. "Really? Did he give you all this money just because you're pretty, then?" Then, he turned to Felix, who was sitting on the couch. "You seem to have a lot of money. Why not spend it enjoying women instead of asking about things you shouldn't know?" Felix remained calm as he said softly, "Looks like you put a listening device on her. You really don't give her any freedom. But with all my money, are you sure you want to mess with me?" To his surprise, Cordon laughed. "You must be from out of town. Do you really think money makes you special? If you had the chance to ask about Mr. Lazaro's reputation in this city, you wouldn't talk like that. "We've dealt with plenty of rich guys like you,
Cordon did not act timid anymore. Instead, he smirked with confidence. "Now that you're on our turf, you play by our rules. Not so cocky anymore, huh?" Felix ignored him, figuring the swimmer in the pool must be Bazzo. After a few more laps, Bazzo climbed out. Someone quickly handed him a towel, and Felix was surprised to see he was a young man. "Mr. Lazaro, this is the man asking about the woman on that card." Cordon then added quietly, "He's a martial artist, and he seems pretty strong." Bazzo gave a slight nod and looked Felix over. "You know Madeline, right?" Since they were getting straight to the point, Felix didn't beat around the bush either. "Yeah, and I'm here to make things right for her. You know there are consequences for doing this without her permission." Bazzo smiled. "Madeline and I were neighbors. I never got her out of my head. I told her how I felt back then, but she turned me down. "Women like that need to learn their lesson." After saying this, h
Felix stood there with a strange expression. This felt oddly familiar. It was almost exactly like what happened with Horace, who was Ashton's descendant. The only difference was that Horace had been protected by a wooden doll, a magical treasure that Felix now owned. But Bazzo was surrounded by swirling green light. Bazzo said, "I never thought you'd be this powerful. You even triggered the magical treasure my grandpa left me." Bazzo's eyes flickered with shock. He clearly had not expected Felix to be so strong. Without his grandfather's protection, he would definitely be dead by now. "There's a lot you don't know. Don't act like you're better than everyone else," Felix shot back.With Felix's current power, there were few people in all of Dragonia he truly feared. He would dare to fight even the Eight Guardians, let alone others. That was why seeing a face formed from the green light didn't intimidate him at all. Bazzo crossed his arms and smirked. "I can be pretty nice som
The situation looked bad—Bazzo knew he was no match for Felix. Once the magical treasure stopped working, he would be dead for sure. He yelled, "Hey! Do you really need to take this so far?" Most of his minions had already run off, and Felix did not stop them from going. That was why Bazzo thought he might still have a chance too. Upon seeing Felix remain silent, Bazzo got desperate. "I didn't hurt Madeline! Why do you have to kill me?" Anger flashed in Felix's eyes. "In today's world, rumors can destroy someone just as badly as physical pain. And you're saying you did nothing wrong?" Felix slowly raised his right hand. "Looks like you know your magical treasure is about to run out of time. Since your grandpa isn't showing up, I won't waste any more time on you." Just as he was about to strike, an old man in a gray trench coat appeared in front of Bazzo. With his messy hair and long beard, he looked rebellious and wild. "Hmph! You've got guts for waiting this long. No wonde
Morius was just about to speak again, but he nearly choked when he heard Felix's words. His eyes showed unprecedented shock, and he felt like he was about to lose his mind. How was this possible? Felix couldn't have reached the peak of Grandmaster Realm already, could he? Not every Grandmaster reached what was called the peak of Grandmaster Realm. While becoming a Grandmaster already showed their martial talent, one thing remained true—there was always someone stronger. It was like someone with ten thousand dollars in savings. Most people they knew were probably in the same financial bracket. But after working hard and saving a million dollars, they suddenly realized there were actually many people with that kind of money. That was the rule—just like with Grandmasters, there were always more impressive individuals out there. Morius had been a Grandmaster for years. Though his power had grown, he had never reached the so-called peak of Grandmaster Realm. Yet now, he sensed it
Right then, Felix threw a punch at Morius. Morius snorted coldly and formed a hand seal, seemingly about to use some extraordinary technique. Unfortunately for him, they were in the middle of the city, and Felix wouldn't want to cause widespread damage. He then used his Dragon Punches to focus his power on a single point. A thunderous boom erupted. Morius shuddered violently before falling straight to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief. How could the difference between their power be this huge? That was just impossible!Bazzo was dumbfounded. His invincible grandfather had been defeated with a single strike. The shock was beyond words. "You don't deserve to be alive!" When Bazzo heard Felix's voice again, he wanted to beg for mercy. However, darkness overtook him, and he lost his last strand of consciousness. Felix appeared in front of Bazzo. He raised his right hand, and a green vest-like garment flew toward him. It looked like it was woven from some kind of green g
After stepping outside, Felix answered the call. Xena's voice came through instantly. "I've made up my mind," she said.Felix hesitated, knowing this decision was incredibly difficult. Though they had once loved each other and been intimate, several years had passed, and everything had changed. "Maybe you should think about it more," Felix said."I really have thought it through. This is our best chance to get valuable information about the Hall of Souls. I don't want to miss this opportunity." She added one more thing before hanging up, "And since it's with you, I can accept it." Felix sighed deeply. It seemed Xena still loved him. Unfortunately, time had passed. Some things, once missed, could be very difficult to get back. He immediately sent Billy a message. Despite it being late at night, he received a reply right away. "Got it. I'll be in Zuera in three days. I need to prepare some things." "Okay." By the time Felix returned to the hotel, dawn was breaking. There wa
Ginny was naturally present as well, and she spoke up at that moment. "Mr. Goldstein, no one wanted to see Justus die like that. But why did you bring your people to Longstone residence? Are you suggesting that his sudden death has something to do with us?"Joaquin's expression grew darker as he looked at her. He blamed Ginny for this, thinking that none of this would have happened if she had just agreed earlier. And now, they couldn't even determine the cause of death."No connection? That doctor from your household, Felix Zeller—he's the one responsible for Justus' death."Right then, someone spoke up from the crowd. "That's him! That's Felix Zeller!"Felix, who had been calmly sitting in a chair, finally saw Wagner standing among them. And in that moment, everything made sense."Wagner? You've gotten quite bold, huh?" Gras sneered.Wagner flinched at Gras's words, but remembering that he now had the Goldsteins backing him, he stiffened his spine and stood tall. "Cut the crap
In Cloud City, there were a few noble families. Nonetheless, behind the polite smiles, tensions surged. Infiltrating each other's estates with spies had practically become a tradition. While they rarely uncovered major secrets, the information they did gather always gave them a head start.So when the news broke, Gras didn't doubt it for a second. He jumped to his feet, furious. "This is outrageous! Their son dies, and somehow it's the Longstone family's fault?"Ryker looked just as puzzled, agreeing that the accusation made no sense.But Felix let out a quiet, weary sigh. "Mr. Longstone, I'm afraid this is probably my fault. I'm a doctor, and I've gotten a bit of attention lately. After they failed to determine the cause of Justus' death, and given our meeting earlier today, they likely saw an opportunity to drag your family into the mess." Gras's expression darkened, knowing that Felix wasn't wrong. After all, doctors could also be poisoners, and plenty of martial artists had fa
It was clear someone had said something to Justus. Otherwise, this situation wouldn't have escalated to this point.Felix said calmly, "It was a standard therapeutic massage technique, and I was blindfolded the entire time. Does that explanation satisfy you? Or would you rather find someone else capable of treating Ms. Longstone—I'll gladly step aside if you can."Justus sneered, his eyes filled with disdain. "Cut the crap, Felix. Don't act like I don't know exactly what's going through your head. Ginny's the heiress of the Longstone residence—Gras's precious jewel. Everyone knows that marrying her is like securing the entire household. Don't tell me that thought never crossed your mind.""It didn't," Felix said simply.Unfortunately, that answer was never going to satisfy Justus. He snarled, "Listen up, boy! I'm giving you three days to get the hell out of the Longstone residence. If you don't, you won't even get the chance to regret it. Everyone else might be afraid of Gras—but I
As Wagner watched Justus explode in rage, he felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. With what he'd just uncovered, there was no need to exaggerate—it was already explosive enough on its own.After all, Justus' future fiancée was touched in that kind of intimate way by a young, healthy doctor. Any man with a spine would lose it."But Justus," Wagner added with a smirk. "Didn't Felix just get publicly praised by the Green King?"Cloud City wasn't that big. Anyone with any influence had been keeping close tabs on Green King Manor—especially with the mystery man who walked out of Desolated Lands involved. So, the news of Felix being rewarded had already spread far and wide.Justus clenched his jaw. "So what? It's just a flash in the pan. If he was truly skilled, the Green King would've kept him. But as long as he hasn't climbed into the Green King's inner circle, I can crush him whenever I want."Wagner's grin widened. That was exactly the attitude he needed. If Justus had shown
The moment the Flame Monarch mentioned the Healer Sage, the Green King's expression shifted noticeably. "So the Sage really was living out there in seclusion... No wonder. Flame Monarch, does this mean you've taken a liking to Felix?"But the Flame Monarch waved his hand dismissively. "There's no need for that."That response made the Green King secretly rejoice. If the Flame Monarch didn't intend to recruit Felix, then he understood why—and that was perfect. It meant the opportunity to take Felix under his own wing was wide open.The night passed quietly. Felix stood beside Christopher's bedside, noticing the man's breathing had grown steady and stable.At this point, the herb had run its course and was no longer effective. But what was left inside Christopher's soul—a strange, lingering force—was exactly what Felix had hoped for.Christopher was alive but completely unconscious. The remaining energy had no regenerative properties, which meant he'd likely never wake again. For Fe
Felix wasn't the least bit surprised by the Flame Monarch's reaction, but he still feigned confusion. "Flame Monarch, I'm sorry... but I don't understand. What do you mean by soul-related injuries?"Just from that single line, Felix confirmed what he suspected—Aquamarinus had no concept of soul-based matters. Whether it was training methods or anything else, this realm hadn't yet touched that domain.The Flame Monarch stared at him, pressure radiating from his body. Felix immediately felt his limbs start to tremble under the invisible weight."You don't know? Then how could you claim to treat that man's condition?" Felix calmly pointed toward the herbs laid out on the table. "The force inside him is definitely strange. It triggered a memory... I once sensed something very similar, and it came from within that herb. It was purely instinct—when something feels familiar, there's a chance it might work."The Flame Monarch shifted his gaze to the herb, then said flatly, "Start from th
Felix gave him a direct and honest answer. "As long as I have enough herbs. I can treat him. I won't promise a full recovery, but one thing I can guarantee you is that this man won't die."For now, that was the best possible answer anyone could offer.The Flame Monarch replied, "Good. Begin. As long as you can keep him alive, you'll be handsomely rewarded."It seemed the Flame Monarch already knew something and never truly expected anyone to completely cure Christopher. Preserving his life alone would already be a feat."Flame Monarch, please reconsider!" one of the elderly doctors suddenly cut in, seething with resentment. "This boy is barely grown—how could he possibly possess such remarkable skill in medicine?"The Flame Monarch turned and gave him a cold, mocking glance. "If he can't do it, then can you?"The old man went silent. Perhaps fearing the loss of favor or acting out of sheer pride, he hesitated. Eventually, he found the courage to speak again."I admit I can't, bu
The Green King's expression changed instantly, and he turned to Felix in a hurry. "Dr. Zeller, please come with me to greet him.""Of course," Felix replied.For anyone in Aquamarinus, getting the chance to see the Flame Monarch up close was like a once-in-a-lifetime dream, and people would probably die happy just for that. Naturally, Felix put on a show of reverence as well, even if he didn't feel it deep down.As they reached the front gate, Felix saw several figures striding toward them with heavy steps. At the front of the group was a towering man, nearly nine feet tall. Even someone as built as Dave looked like a delicate bystander next to him.What stood out the most was his bright crimson hair, which flared upward like flames, making it look like his head was on fire. His facial features were fairly average, but the power behind his gaze radiated pure, undeniable authority.So, this was the Flame Monarch?Felix studied him closely. He suspected the man had cultivated some
According to the rules set by the Flame Monarch, the position of Minor Kings rotated every five years. Those who made outstanding contributions could keep their titles, but anyone who fell short would have to fight for their place all over again.The Green King knew he wasn't particularly strong—he was painfully aware of that. And with the next year marking the fifth year, the pressure was mounting fast. So when Christopher appeared, it felt like fate. If he could heal this man before the Flame Monarch arrived with his elite doctors, the credit would be immense, and his reappointment would be virtually guaranteed. Anyone who had never held a Minor King title wouldn't understand just how many perks came with it. If they did, no one would give it up willingly."I can treat him," Felix said calmly. "But I can't promise a full recovery."The Green King smiled. "Do your best. Even if you can only keep him alive, that alone is worth it."Two doctors before had said that Christopher's b