"Really just a rumor after all?"
Theodore Lindwood couldn't help but smile bitterly as he noticed the odd expressions that appeared on the two faces.
Indeed, if even the imperial city of the Umbral Kingdom, with its gathering of world-renowned healers and abundance of masters, couldn't find a healer capable of curing Hemorrhagic Fever, how could such a person appear in the minor Silver-Abyssal City!
If anyone were to blame, it would be him for desperately seeking a cure without regard for propriety.
Theodore looked at Azir Nos with a face that reveled in his misfortune, yet whose decorum and etiquette were impeccable; he felt annoyed but was also somewhat accustomed to it.
So-called Sacred Race individuals are nothing but a group of people who outwardly express respect to the members of the royal family, yet arrogantly and rudely dare to regard themselves as the owner, a bunch of traitorous rebels!
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