Xena knew Jaden had already achieved the level of Martial King. He was capable of projecting Primordial Energy to kill invisibly. The security cameras had already been destroyed. There would be no evidence even if the murder happened right before her eyes. Martial artists of this caliber were normally handled by the headquarters. Even as the goddess of war, she was not qualified to face someone of his strength. In desperation, Xena blurted out, "If you kill him, I will never be with you!" Frowning, Jaden lowered his hand. "Fine. I'll spare his life since you're the goddess of war and have duties to fulfill. But you'll have to explain this to your mentor. If not, my vow to him would become a joke."Xena sighed in relief. "I'll explain everything." The two of them left.In the yard, Felix had just seen Sherlyn off, too. He merely glanced their way without much concern. He would have confronted Jaden for sure if Xena had not been there. But since she was present, he preferred no
It was just a joke. Ernest continued, "Promise me something. If you give it a shot and still don't have any feelings for Sherlyn, tell her straight. I'm worried she'll fall too hard and end up hurting more later." Felix gave a wry smile. "Do you really think I'm that irresistible?" To his surprise, Ernest nodded firmly. "That's right. Some people are born to be great. So, women would flock to them naturally. My granddaughter is not some untouchable goddess after all—it's only natural she'd fall for you." Such high praise made Felix feel a bit awkward. "If that's how it turns out, I will." This seemed to be just the warm-up. Ernest set down his fishing rod and looked Felix in the eyes. He said, "I've got a favor to ask you." Felix became a bit fidgety. "You're always making me nervous." Ernest waved him off with a grave look. "This is about our national pride. I don't take that lightly. Our Dragonian culture has kept martial arts alive for thousands of years, and the same
Felix stood up. He had never seen Gerald this furious before, so something big must have happened. "I'm listening, Mr. Hoffman." Even Ernest looked over curiously. For someone as young as Felix to have such exceptional medical skills, his mentor could not be an ordinary man, either. "Guneria's gone too far! How dare they look down on our traditional medicine that's been passed down for generations? There's going to be a medical competition with them soon." Felix then realized that Gerald's anger was because of the same thing Ernest had just mentioned. "Mr. Hoffman, another respectable hero had already asked me to participate. Don't worry. I'll make sure those Gunerian jerks leave in tears." Gerald laughed. "Is that so? Then, I won't say much more. If you don't crush them completely, don't bother showing your face to me again." "Mr. Holt Senior, my mentor's call was about the same thing. He's furious, too." Ernest smiled. Having devoted himself to the country, he naturally
Just then, Yvonne's boss called. "Miss." "That woman in the photo you sent yesterday is Sherlyn, Ernest Holt's granddaughter." What? Ernest Holt? Yvonne was shocked. Having followed her boss for so long, of course she would know such a prominent figure. "My goodness, miss! How could someone of Sherlyn's status be associated with Felix?" Surprisingly, she laughed. "Ernest has settled in Avesburgh, right next door to Felix. Given how low-key Ernest is, some interaction as neighbors should be normal. It's probably just surface-level pleasantries, nothing big."As for why Sherlyn helped Felix, perhaps Ernest just didn't like how the Phoenix Legion was making such a fuss over an ordinary person, so he sent his granddaughter to smooth things over. No need to read too much into it. "But if Felix really did earn Ernest's support, he might just have a shot at climbing the social ladder." The call ended abruptly, leaving Yvonne with a bitter smile. The reason why her boss could be
"Just give me the account number." Logan smiled. Judging from Felix's attitude, things would be easier to deal with. "Not so fast. After paying, this Harold kid has to be a greeter at the restaurant entrance for a week. He'll have to be on his knees and greet every customer who comes in round the clock." Felix, who was about to open his banking app, frowned at Logan. "Is that really necessary?" Harold cheerfully shrugged. "I don't mind. I trashed their stuff, so of course I should apologize properly." Despite Harold's nice words, he would likely kick up a fuss once the money was transferred. This was clearly meant to humiliate him, so there was no way he would actually kneel there as a greeter. "Who owns this place?" At this point, Felix had to address the root of the problem. Logan looked Felix up and down with a disdainful look. "What? Trying to pull strings? Let me tell you something. The owner of this restaurant is way out of your league. Even Avesburgh's richest couldn
Good lord! Terrified, Logan swallowed hard. Felix must have had an insanely powerful background if even Zachary had to speak that way to him. "Y-Yes, Mr. Xanthos. I understand." Felix then said to Zachary, "You don't need to see me anymore. Let's end this here." After Felix hung up, Logan broke out in a cold sweat. He fell to his knees. "Mr. Zeller! I'm sorry for being so blind and offending you. Please spare me. I have parents and children to feed, I..." Felix waved him off. "I won't do anything to you. After all, you gave me a chance earlier. I'm taking him with me." As Harold followed Felix out, his face darkened. He could not believe that even the Xanthos family, the second richest family in Avesburgh, could be so afraid of Felix. How was this possible? "Harold, you can keep trying to annoy me like this, but remember this. Once I find your mom, the price you'll pay will only get steeper." After leaving those words behind, Felix set off. Harold punched the wall in fr
Hearing Vivian say the same thing, Felix thought he must have misheard. After all, Vivian was the deputy chief of the Earthern Hall in Dragon Alliance. How could she not get a ticket to this so-called Golden Prime Auction? "Felix, Golden Prime Auction tickets are never sold. They're distributed based on qualifications, and it's only held once a year. No one who gets a ticket ever resells it. Even among our Dragon Alliance chiefs, only a select few qualify as far as I know." Felix understood now. Though Vivian did not say it outright, it was clear that Kane, who had just become chief of Oasis Clinic, would not make the cut. "I see." On the other end, Vivian felt bad. Felix had only asked for one thing, yet she was powerless to help. The key was that Yale had taken the Dragon Ring now. If not, getting a ticket would have been a breeze. Without the Dragon Ring, only she and Kane would recognize Felix as the Dragon Lord. Others would not see him that way anymore. The Dragon Allia
Yvonne looked at Felix with a strange expression. "I don't know what you're planning, but people like that block all unknown numbers. It'd be useless even if I gave you his number." Felix had forgotten about that. He hesitated, then said, "Can I use your phone to call him, then?" To his surprise, Yvonne handed over her phone without hesitation. But she warned, "Whatever you're going to say, apologize immediately if he gets angry, and don't say anything else." "I understand." Yvonne was curious about Felix's intentions. It would not matter even if this angered George and he took it out on her. Unlike last time, this was not her personal issue. With Felix involved, her boss would not stay out of it. George would have to behave if she stepped in. Felix went into the guest room on the first floor and dialed George's number using Yvonne's phone. It rang for a long time before someone picked the call up. "Yvonne, make it quick. I'm busy." "George, it's Felix."There was a ru
The reason Edmond dared to question Felix at all was that he was holding onto that one sliver of arrogance—he assumed Felix had only cured Christopher by pure luck, just because it happened to fall under his area of expertise.Otherwise, would he have even dared speak up? Not a chance.Once the silk threads were tied and tension filled the air, Felix spoke calmly after only a short pause. "Her Grace has a mild seasonal chill. It's nothing serious. I'll prescribe her some herbal blends—she'll recover within five days. Or, if she prefers a quicker route, acupuncture will do the trick."The Green King blinked, clearly stunned by the response. "You mean you can heal her without medication?""That's right. No medicine necessary." At the same time, a soft, melodic voice floated from behind the curtain. Sydney Haye said, "My love, that sounds perfect. You know I hate taking medicine. Please, Dr. Zeller, come in and begin the treatment."...15 minutes later, Felix stepped back out in
Joaquin was on the edge of madness. He wanted nothing more than to kill Felix right there, but he didn't dare risk the entire Goldstein family just to satisfy that rage. Disobeying a royal summons meant immediate execution—there was no bluffing around it.After taking a deep breath, Joaquin forced himself to put on a smile. "Dr. Zeller, then tell me—what exactly do you need in order to head to the Green King Manor?"Felix had seen this kind of groveling far too many times before. "Gras is right outside your estate. Go talk to him. The sooner you two reach an agreement, the sooner I'll leave for the manor.""What? Gras is here?" Only now did Joaquin realize just how thoroughly he had been played. Everything had been a setup from the beginning, and he had walked straight into the trap.Time ticked by, and eventually, Gras strolled into the courtyard. He said, "Dr. Zeller, the talk went well. How's the view treating you so far?" From the smile on Gras's face, it was clear he hadn't
Not far away, Wagner silently prayed with all his might. "Come on, Felix, don't back down now. Keep acting like a hothead—because only then will you die."As for any retaliation from the Longstone family, he wasn't the least bit concerned. Things had already gone too far, and Joaquin clearly wasn't about to back down. He would definitely find a reason to escalate the fight, and if that weren't the case, Wagner wouldn't have dared tag along tonight.Maybe his prayer actually worked, because Felix shook his head. "Sorry, I came here just to cooperate with your investigation. Anything beyond that… I won't do."Just as Wagner thought Felix had sealed his fate, someone suddenly rushed in, holding something in his hand. "Mr. Goldstein! We've got trouble—Green King Manor just sent a royal summons!""What?" Joaquin's expression twisted as he snatched the letter. A summons from one of the nine Minor Kings was no small matter—when it was issued, compliance was mandatory. Ignoring it meant
In the past, no one dared provoke a family war so openly as it would've been a blatant slap in the Green King's face. But this time, the Goldsteins had the upper hand. After all, Justus was dead, and the Longstone family was a prime suspect. Hence, even if blood were shed, it could still be justified.Joaquin knew this well. He also understood that Gras would never give up Felix for the sake of the Longstones' reputation, so even forcing the standoff served his purpose.Just as the tension reached its peak and a battle was about to break out, Felix stepped forward on his own. "You're the head of the Goldsteins, right? I'll go with you."Joaquin narrowed his eyes. He hadn't expected Felix to boldly step forward."Dr. Zeller, please step back," Gras said.Felix glanced at Gras and said, "Thank you for everything, sir. But the truth will speak for itself. Once the investigation is done, I'm sure they'll let me return."Gras stayed silent, but Joaquin chuckled coldly. "Return? Do you
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