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
At this point, Steve's expression became quite interesting. "Think about it. Everyone who wants that land plans to grow grapes and open a winery. If the land gets contaminated, what's the point?" Paul was definitely hardcore for being willing to go that far rather than sell the land. What could he possibly be thinking? "As for underhanded methods, those eventually stopped too! Paul has an extremely powerful cousin, and nobody in Zuera dares to mess with him. Anyone who tries those tactics better be prepared for retaliation." Felix rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Everyone had their price. He didn't believe Paul was truly a man without desires—that was simply impossible. "How about this—can you arrange a dinner between me and Paul? That shouldn't be too difficult, right?" Steve smiled. "Absolutely. As long as it doesn't involve that land, Paul will show me the respect I deserve. "But once we're at the table, if you bring up the land, he definitely won't budge. I hope you won't
Paul added, "I'm really just joking. No offense, Mr. Zeller." Even Steve frowned. What kind of ridiculous joke was this? Getting 15 fighter jets to fly over in half an hour? How many people in the entire country could pull that off? This went way beyond what connections or relationships could accomplish. Of course, Paul knew this, too. He said it on purpose to end the matter once and for all, shutting down any further discussion with Felix. "I could do it, but fighter jets aren't for shows or settling bets. They only deploy for emergency missions. Do you understand what I mean?" Felix retorted.If this involved national security, Felix would not hesitate to make the call. But this was just Luna's personal matter, and he hadn't lost his sense of perspective on what warranted such action. "You're right, Mr. Zeller. I was really just kidding." Despite the smile on Paul's face, he was inwardly looking down on Felix. How shameless this young man was—unable to deliver yet still
Felix couldn't care less about all that. He said, "So now, you can make your request. You should believe by now that there's nothing I can't accomplish, right?" Paul glanced at Steve with a helpless expression. Felix's status had reached an unimaginable level, which was totally different from all the previous buyers. If Paul offended someone like this, even without running a normal business, he'd probably find living like a regular citizen impossible. And this wouldn't just be in Zuera, but likely throughout all of Dragonia. Would he need to move abroad because of this? After thinking it over, Paul finally spoke up. "Actually, the person who really has the final say over this land is my cousin. Mr. Jacinto knows about my cousin's existence." Steve's expression changed, but Felix responded nonchalantly, "Fine. Call your cousin here, and I'll talk to him directly." Paul looked uncomfortable and seemed a bit embarrassed. "Well, my cousin has a hot temper and speaks very rudely.
When Felix saw who entered, his expression became incredibly odd—it was almost like he wanted to laugh. So Paul's mysterious cousin turned out to be Cordon, who had worked for Bazzo. At that moment, Felix marveled at the strange workings of fate. He had spared Cordon's life because of the Malevolent Phantoms and because he needed someone to handle the aftermath. Now, it seemed he had made the right choice. Coincidences really could happen all the time. "Ah, Cordon, you're here." Steve greeted him with a smile, while Paul sighed with relief. Now that his cousin had arrived, he believed this matter would be resolved. He had been very clear on the phone earlier. Just as Cordon was about to respond, he spotted Felix and froze completely. "Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Zeller, whom I mentioned on the phone. Though he's young, his status is extremely high. You'd better think before you speak." After Paul finished, he finally noticed something was wrong with Cordon. "Are you
Paul was stunned to hear that Bazzo was dead. After all, Morius was there, and the thought of him dying was unbelievable. Paul was stunned when Cordon continued, "You said it yourself—he could even command Johann. So tell me, how do you say no to someone like that, someone we can't afford to mess with in any way? He's not like the previous buyers. Our tricks are like child's play compared to what he can do."After a long pause, Paul finally let out a deep sigh. "I get it." Cordon thought Paul had come to his senses and relaxed a bit. When they entered the private room, Paul looked at Felix, his confidence completely shattered. He said, "Mr. Zeller, you can buy that land, but I have one condition."Cordon was so shocked by Paul's remark that he almost lost his balance. He thought, "What the hell! Did everything I just say go in one ear and out the other?"Upon thinking of this, he dropped to his knees. Paul might be ready to die, but he was not. He had just barely escaped with
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