SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

The early morning guardian sun is casting a peaceful orange glow over the horizon, bathing the land in a warm, welcoming light. Kent arrived at the Yang family's beast garden, where the serene morning was punctuated by the sight of hundreds of tamed beasts roaming freely.

Soon, the serpent beast also landed beside them. Leaving his pets outside, Kent began ascending the palace steps of the Yang family.

Outside the entrance of the sprawling estate, Linda, the head servant of the Yang family, is briskly assigning duties to the other servants. Her voice was firm yet warm, carrying through the cool morning air.

Upon noticing Kent, her expression immediately shifted to one of excitement, and she quickly ordered the servants, with a swift gesture, to inform Patriarch Su Yang of Kent's arrival.

"Finally, you came, young master. The patriarch has been awaiting your arrival with yearned looks." Linda exclaimed as she reached Kent, her face glowing with excitement.

Kent, whose face was etched with concern, nodded briefly in acknowledgment. "How is Amelia? Did she consume the Lingzhi elixir?" he asked, his voice tinged with urgency.

"You need to see her with your own eyes," Linda replied, her tone serious yet evasive, as she led him through the ornate corridors of the Yang family hall toward Amelia's room.

With each step, Kent's heart pounded in suspense. The door to Amelia's room loomed before him, tightly shut. Pushing it open, Kent stepped inside Amelia's room.

The room is bathed in the soft light of the morning sun, revealing Amelia lying still on a wooden bed, her expression serene yet distant, like a lifeless angel caught in a perpetual gaze through the window.

As Kent approached, the hope that had sparked within him began to dim. There was no visible change. She seemed as distant as ever. His heart sank with disappointment.

Shaking his head, Kent began slowly reaching her.

"What took you so long?" The sudden sound of Amelia's voice sliced through the silence like a blade.

Kent's body jolted in shock, and he quickly moved to the other side of the bed to verify the source of the voice. Amelia's eyelids fluttered, and she turned her eyes slightly to fix her gaze on him from the corner of her eyes. Kent continued to stare at her face in surprise.

"What are you staring at?" she asked again, a hint of her old fire flickering in her voice.

"Good God… She is really speaking." Kent gasped, his cheeks flushing with a mix of relief and excitement. He leaned closer to the bed to get a better look at her, his eyes wide with disbelief.

At that moment, the room's door burst open, and Patriarch Su Yang rushed in. His face was streaked with tears of relief as he embraced Kent tightly, and his voice choked with emotion. "Thank you, thank you so much!" he managed to say, his gratitude pouring out in each word, his eyes moist and shining.

Kent, still overwhelmed and now encircled by the patriarch's grateful arms, smiled broadly, his own eyes stuck on Amelia. Even though he expected a minor reaction because of the Lingzhi elixir, he never expected Amelia to regain her speaking ability.

Along with Linda, several husbands gathered near Amelia's room, staring at this scene with wide, open eyes. Till now, Amelia's recovery has been kept secret. That's why many of the servants were surprised by Amelia's recovery after being bedridden for a decade.

"Father, enough drama. Take everyone and leave my room. I want to speak with him personally." Amelia said in a serious tone.

Kent felt surprised by the sternness in her tone. Even though her beauty is like a serene snow mountain, her tone is very cold.

Before the patriarch could even say anything, all the servants, including Linda, left Amelia's room.

"Yes, yes… Mr. Kent. Please examine my daughter's condition." Su Yang the seven, spoke in a stammering tone and quickly turned around to leave.

Soon, Amelia's room became pin-drop silent. Without saying anything, Amelia continued to stare at him for a long time.

Shaking his head, Kent decided to first check her condition. "Stop…" As he prepared to take her pulse, Amelia stopped him with a quick shout.

"Before you left my room, you said you had a method to treat my condition. Is it true?" Amelia questioned Kent with an icy-cold look.

"Yeah… I have a theoretical method to cure your condition. If you want, I can write it down for you. As I'm very new to healing, you can consult a high-ranking healer for treating your condition." Kent replied in a casual tone without thinking much.

"That won't do. I want you to specifically treat me. Those high-ranking healers didn't have the desire to save me like you do." Amelia replied her decision without another thought.

"You are trusting me too much. Aren't you worried about losing your life in the hands of an inexperienced healer?" Kent asked with a curious look.

"I already lost hope of living. Now I can only trust you. You might not know this, but I saw you during the elixir concoction on the purple mountain." Amelia replied while moving her gaze onto the window through which the purple mountains were clearly visible.

Even though it is very hard for others to recognize Kent's presence on the mountains, Amelia easily found out about Kent as she had been staring at the mountains for a decade. Kent also understood this after taking a look from the window.

"Okey… Then I will try my best to treat your condition." Kent replied in a calm tone, without any seriousness. But Amelia's face turned grim after hearing his promise.

"Mr. Kent, I clearly know how this world works. You don't need to treat me out of pity. If you can fully heal me, I will marry you without second thought. As I will become a member of the Wizard Association, I will help you with all types of resources until you become a 9th rank healer and leave for higher realms. So, please put all your effort into healing me.

It is beneficial to both of us." Amelia spoke in a sincere tone while staring into Kent's eyes.

Kent stared at her for a long time without saying anything, and suddenly he began laughing. Kent never expected the cold beauty to make such a weird promise.

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Tq for the PS...