Emery had returned to the Azure Cloud Mansion and spent hours meticulously preparing the treatment for the patriarch. Every ingredient was measured with precision, and every step was performed with unwavering focus. When the pill was finally ready, he made his way to the patriarch's private training chamber to begin the treatment.
"Master Emery, thank you for doing this," said Ella, her voice soft yet filled with earnest gratitude as she stood on the sidelines, watching him intently.
Emery hadn't even begun the treatment yet, but the girl's unwavering faith in his abilities was almost tangible. Her hopeful expression added an invisible weight to his shoulders—a subtle pressure that reminded him of the stakes involved. After all, despite his extensive knowledge and skill in apothecary, he lacked significant experience in direct medical treatments, especially those involving grand magus realm figures.
