“The Mills?” Vinson frowned. “Queenie's family?”
Arielle nodded. “Yes, that's right. The rest of the family is different from her, though. They're all simple and honest people. Honestly, the medical manuscripts are like a cherry on the cake for me, so it's not that big of a deal if I can't get them. But the Mills are so kind-hearted and simple-minded that they're easily fooled.”
Vinson didn't quite understand. “But what do the Mills have to do with us? Even if they end up being fooled, it's just a bunch of medical manuscripts.
Why are you trying so hard to become the next head of their family?” “Arielle shook her head. “You don't understand. Even one of my former mentors talked about that book before. Not only does it teach you how to cure many complicated diseases, but it also contains instructions on how to make an array of deadly poisons. These poisons are so harmful that even I wouldn't be able to find a cure for them in a short period of time.”
“Poisons?”
“Yes.”
A crease formed between Vinson's brows as he heard that.
If the medical manuscripts were to fall into the hands of the wicked, those poisons could be used to harm others.
This isn't just about the medical manuscripts anymore. It concerns the life of many other people.
At the thought of this, Vinson knew he couldn't stop Arielle from taking part in the Mill family's important occasion.
The medical manuscripts would only be safe in her hands.
“The truth is...” Arielle paused briefly before continuing, “The first thing I'd do if I were to become the head of the Mills is to destroy all the poison manuals. If such guides continue to exist, people will only keep trying to get their hands on the book for evil reasons.”
“I understand,” Vinson responded. “Go. Leave this place to me. Everything will be fine with me keeping watch. By the way, how long will you be gone for?”
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