"Master, you don't look too well. Are you sick?"
Watson inquired, concerned because the astrologer was covering his face and not saying anything.
"Do you want me to help you?"
"Master, as the most knowledgeable mage in the kingdom, you should know a lot of healing spells! Don't worry; as long as you teach me two platinum-tier healing spells, I can fuse them and improve them. I can guarantee that you'll be cured."
Various young people's voices could be heard. The Watsons dived from the sky one by one. Some of them looked at the astrologer with worried eyes, while others were asking the astrologer for new spells. The scene was spectacular, with more than ten different Watsons standing together.
"So many Young Master Watsons have appeared. I really want to touch them."
