While Viktoria was meditating right in front of the bed that Lothur was lying on, that woman's parents had already found out everything that had happened.
Not only that, by now, they were face to face with Annaliese, furious about what had happened earlier.
Aiken already felt sorry for Lothur. Still, upon finding out that the poor fellow had been beaten by his daughter, he could not help but feel worse.
Instead of providing opportunities for him, as should be the case, they were terrorizing the poor guy's life.
It was a great shame!
As for Mabel, even if she did not like Lothur, she could not accept the current situation. It would be one thing if he had taken a beating from someone outside the family, but Annaliese should know his relevance.
Not only that, but if the story leaked, the Frost family would have to deal with the public embarrassment and might even become a laughingstock in the city.
That was unacceptable!
Thinking about these things, the two were sitting side by side in a large hall, looking disappointedly at the woman kneeling on the floor a few feet away from them.
"Annaliese, tell us what happened." Aiken was the first to say something while watching the tears still flowing from his daughter's eyes.
"Father, earlier, Lothur asked me to train with him and push him. But while I was doing that, I... I..."
"I lost control and went further than I should have." She said this in an embittered tone.
"Training?" Mabel found that odd since Lothur did not even know common fighting skills, let alone something for him to train with a 6th Transformation cultivator.
"I don't understand what he wanted either... He just told me to fight him and not underestimate him."
Aiken frowned his eyebrows and asked. "Annaliese, why do you think you did this to him? Did Lothur provoke you in some way? Did he do something he shouldn't have?"
"He..." She stammered, remembering how her sister did not want their parents to know that Lothur wanted to be with other women despite the fact that he was married within this family.
And feeling guilty for everything she had done, she could not tell the truth to these people, who would probably cause even more trouble for him if they knew the truth.
"I don't know... I think he tried to encourage me before the fight. But, still, other than that, I don't remember anything serious enough for him to deserve anything like that." She said as she looked at the ground, not daring to look at her parents.
"That..."
"So he didn't do anything?" Aiken stood up in surprise, finding this situation even worse. "Annaliese, how could you do something like that to a family member?"
"Go to the punishment hall!"
"You will stay there during the nights this weekend. And I don't want to hear about you hanging out with your friends for the next few days!"
"And don't even think about leaving there before you finish it!" He shouted irritatedly before finally seeing that woman running out of there.
"Sigh..."
"What happened to her? Why would she do something so brutal for no reason?" He sat back in his armchair, profoundly breathing as he felt a headache creeping up on him.
"I don't know."
"But I don't think this girl is telling us the whole truth." Mabel's eyes sharpened as she looked at where her daughter had been a few moments ago.
'A person as common as Annaliese doesn't change so suddenly, exposing such violence without something happening.' She thought silently, thinking that all this was related to Lothur.
'He definitely did something to Annaliese!'
'I just don't know if that was enough for her to have had such a reaction...'
"Anyway, this Lothur is exhibiting relatively strange behavior."
"Why would he seek training with Annaliese?"
"Nothing like this has happened in his more than six months in our family." She looked at her husband, exposing her thoughts.
"That's probably his survival instinct finally speaking louder, dear." Aiken pondered the most likely thing in that situation. "He just entered a place full of people better than him, where people compete for basically everything."
"It's natural for him to get desperate and look for change."
"Humph!"
"I could accept that excuse if it were other people, but he doesn't have the profile for it, Aiken."
Aiken then looked silently at his wife but said nothing. 'He's probably met someone and is trying to improve himself.'
'Ah, poor kid...'
Aiken was not against the idea of setting up a harem. But his wife had never allowed him to think about other women in all the years of their marriage. But that did not stop him from understanding the attraction of polygamy.
And knowing how dry Lothur's relationship was with his daughter, he would not blame this young man for seeking other women.
Considering this, this man was sure that Lothur was changing for some love interest and not something more unbelievable like his wife seemed to think.
"Sigh..."
"Let's hope that he does have some recovery skills and that the previous situation is not an exception. So, maybe he will recover soon."
...
Time began to pass, and as Viktoria continued to meditate in her room, Lothur's body moved slowly because of muscle spasms.
At the same time, his temperature had risen considerably, and if Viktoria approached him, she would probably feel a temperature that was difficult to feel in humans.
Because of this, he was already sweating considerably, with every piece of clothing on his body soaked and his sweat dripping onto the sheets of Viktoria's bed.
As his eyelids moved rapidly, the bruises on his face were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, with bruises disappearing in a matter of seconds and cuts closing up in a matter of minutes.
At the same time, his bones were healing faster than the rest of his body, emitting an intense heat that turned them red like lava.
However, unlike the first time Lothur had suffered something similar, he was not feeling pain. On the contrary, while dreaming absurd things concerning his first days in this world, he had a smile on his face, feeling quite comfortable at the moment.
And in fact, the feeling he felt was quite pleasant. That is, he felt as if he were relaxing in a sauna, while his physical condition seemed to improve with every breath.
That was an almost addictive feeling!
In the midst of all this, he began to breathe more deeply, finally catching the attention of Viktoria, who was still awake.
"Hmm?" She opened her eyes and observed her bed.
After making sure that what she was hearing was indeed a breathing frequency of a healthy person and not a dying one, she jumped up from where she was and approached him.
Viktoria exclaimed in shock as she felt the sheets on Lothur's body soaked through and then noticed the changes in his face.
Before, Lothur looked like a pugilist after a good beating. But now, his face had already returned to normal such that seeing him now, no one would believe her if she said that only a few hours ago he had been beaten by Annaliese.
'That...'
'How can that be?' She moved even closer to him, leaning on that bed.
And touching Lothur's neck lightly, she began to probe his situation, curious to know what was happening.
However, as she did so, all she noticed was her husband's extreme recovery, not having sensed any techniques, spiritual energy, medicine, or anything else that could explain his situation.
It seemed that his body was naturally regenerating itself!
But as she looked at him in shock, Lothur's eyes opened, and he saw his wife's beautiful face just inches from his while she was still touching him.
"Viktoria?" He said her name in surprise, not expecting to find this woman soon after he awoke from his 'rest.'
And immediately, as he looked more focused at her, his own status appeared in front of him.
[Name: Lothur Ritter]
[Physique: what doesn't kill you makes you stronger]
[Bloodline: ****]
[Cultivation: level 2]
[STR: 3.3] [CON: 3.0] [DEX: 2.9] [AGI: 5]
[INT: 30] [PER: 11] [WIL: 40]
'Oh?'
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