"Gloam Wing Division has two urgent missions at this moment. First, eliminate every last remnant of the traitor Garrett. Leave no one alive!"
Gadel's voice was charged with intense killing intent, and his fist tightened unconsciously.
He wasn't stupid. Garrett had just made his appearance in Dornia, and the very next day, a Dornian aircraft had crashed in Montiria, coincidentally landing right on him.
It seemed his dear third brother harbored deep hatred toward him and was eager to return to challenge the throne once more.
"Secondly, take half of our men to Hulwin. Locate Matthew and request that he come to treat the princess."
"Understood, Your Majesty."
As they left the grand hall, Aelion's eyes betrayed his displeasure.
It was troubling that the princess of Montiria had to rely on a foreign doctor. Wasn't this a glaring reflection of Montiria's inadequacy?
…
Meanwhile, Matthew was in the pharmacy, checking Painkiller's pulse.
After a lengthy moment, he let out a slow breath, his expression softening as he reassured the staff.
"Painkiller just fainted from exhaustion. You all have nothing to worry about. Let him rest, and he'll be alright."
The staff nodded in understanding. Matthew covered Painkiller with a light blanket before stepping outside.
"Everything here should continue as normal. If anyone refuses the relief medication, have them come to see me."
The primary purpose of the relief medication was to prevent patients from succumbing to the prolonged lack of absorption of Night Vines.
As the staff left, Matthew settled into his office chair, picked up the cigarette that Sylvan had given him from the desk, and lit it.
"Cough… I really can't adapt to this."
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