Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 210 Fulfilling Commitments

The Royal Guard Knights.

In the eyes of the citizens of the capital, the Royal Knights, the First Knights, the Noble Knights, the face of the Violet Kingdom. A force of twenty thousand, a standardized formation built with the kingdom's concentrated resources. Yet, after the First War, more than half were lost.

The news could not be kept secret any longer, and the moment it reached the capital, the world was in an uproar. Related reports immediately appeared in the extended edition of the Kingdom Weekly.

The families who held power in the upper echelons of the kingdom erupted in strong protests, with large-scale demonstrations breaking out multiple times in various districts throughout the day.

As commander-in-chief, Hathaway is undeniably culpable, and Marshal de Jullien must take responsibility. People have forgotten how hard-won the victory was.

Fortunately, the larger number of lower-class people remained calm, preventing the situation from spiraling further out of control.

East of the city, Little Fish Canteen.

The lunch rush is coming to an end.

After a month of operation, everything is now on track. Thanks to affordable prices, we've gained a loyal customer base who come every day. However, it seems we haven't made much money. After deducting everyone's salaries, the profit is minimal. We also need to invest in developing new dishes and improving the flavors of existing ones.

If she were the boss and had to cover all the expenses herself, Ye Zi thought she would never have the relaxed mindset she has now. She would definitely feel anxious and might even suffer from insomnia.

"It's good to have a big tree to lean on for shade!"

As long as the Blue Rose family stands, the shop is destined to remain safe and sound, sheltered from the storms of the outside world, enjoying peace and tranquility.

Ye Zi stood by the newspaper stand at the entrance and saw Xiao Yu walking towards her with a thin girl across the street.

"Weren't you supposed to be taking care of a patient? How come you have time to come here?"

"Young Master came back and saved them! I can move around freely now."

Tai'an used the teleportation array to return to the capital from the front lines. Instead of immediately heading back to the Wizarding Academy, he went to the Eisenhower Apartments. Having finally mastered Life Weaving, he naturally wouldn't forget his promise.

They entered through the window with practiced ease, saving themselves the time wasted climbing the stairs.

Tai'an's sudden arrival brought Xiaoyu and Yilian an unexpected surprise.

"Young Master!"

"Okay, get ready! We're about to begin the surgery!"

Hua Yun's voice-transmitting watch received a call from an unknown number.

"Another salesperson from the association? So annoying!"

She was woken up from her afternoon nap, and with her usual bad temper, her tone turned cold and no longer gentle: "Who is it?!"

"I am Tai'an!" the three-eyed crow declared. He borrowed Silver Moon's communication watch and dialed Hua Yun's contact number.

Necessary audience members must be present before the surgery can be performed!

"Something's not right! Your voice sounds off..." Hua Yun questioned.

In her memory, the little boy had a clear, pleasant voice. Now it sounded strangely hoarse, like the Three-Eyed Raven at the entrance to the Wizarding House.

"Go to the Eisenhower Apartments right now, I'm going to perform the surgery," the Three-Eyed Raven said in broken, human-like words.

"What kind of surgery?" Hua Yun asked, confused.

"Of course it's life weaving," the three-eyed raven said in a distorted voice, and hurriedly hung up the phone.

"How could this be..." Hua Yun raised her hand to her forehead, not bothering to comb her messy hair, and hurriedly put on a white coat.

As I stepped out of the private lounge, the nuns and children walking down the corridor greeted me warmly as Sister Huayun or Ms. Huayun.

Hua Yun has gotten used to it and is no longer as shy as she was at the beginning, smiling and greeting people.

She took out a flying broom from her spatial pouch, took a deep breath, and her figure rose into the air like an arrow.

The four little girls arrived even before Hua Yun.

"Aren't you going to have lunch to watch the fun? You have class this afternoon!" Tai An sat leisurely on the chair by the hospital bed, picked up the tea that the maid had brewed, and took a small sip.

"Xiao An, you have no manners! You came back and didn't report to me right away!" Yin Yue's eyes were red-rimmed, and she looked aggrieved. "Do you know how much I missed you?"

The silver-haired little fairy pounced on me and hooked her arms around my neck like a koala.

Their cheeks were close together, and their tongues were fighting.

Forced by the contract, Tai'an could only helplessly comply: "Alright! That's enough..."

"Not enough! You've slowed down my cultivation progress so much, you have to compensate me..." The silver-haired little fairy pressed her advantage.

Dorothy coughed lightly, interrupting their intimacy, to signal that it was her turn.

She was a real princess, so she wouldn't do anything impolite. The greeting was a simple kiss on the cheek, one on each side.

The remaining two girls were much shyer. Fu hesitated slightly, but still took the initiative to hug her. Leona, on the other hand, went with the flow. Anyway, she'd already given him her first kiss, so a kiss on the cheek shouldn't be a big deal, right…?

"Xiao An, you kissed me too much!"

Hua Yun climbed the stairs, panting, and immediately saw Tai An chatting and laughing with the girls. Her fair brows furrowed slightly.

Women are instinctively wary of younger men in a competitive relationship. Although they may still have enough youth and beauty to maintain their competitiveness at this stage, no one can guarantee what will happen in a decade or two.

Hua Yun originally thought she wouldn't be as superficial as ordinary women. Jealousy and rivalry are essentially just about competing for resources.

She is capable enough to raise the next generation independently and can choose the most suitable superior genes according to her own preferences.

A spouse and companionship are not necessary.

The black-haired mature woman silently composed herself: "I'm here. When does the surgery start?"

"Now!"

The first person treated in Tai'an was Elaine.

The girl lay clean and tidy on the hospital bed, her eyes tightly closed.

Pale skin with visible veins, like ice and jade. A slender back, a thin and frail figure.

Fortunately, Tai'an is also a child, so Elaine doesn't feel too much pressure.

My finger touched the broken spine, and a slight stinging pain surged through the previously numb area.

The disordered sensory nerves returned to normal.

"Alright, get out of bed and walk around." Tai'an withdrew his hand and demurely put it behind his back.

Elaine trembled and instinctively propped herself up with her hands.

The understanding Xiaoyu quickly picked up the clothes and handed them over, her heart pounding: "Young Master is so mean, why does he have to make a girl all clean and tidy..."

On the surface, Tai'an acted very gentlemanly, averting his gaze and leaving the room.

"Not bad! You've managed to do this much..." Hua Yun clapped lightly, then changed the subject: "But that's not enough to fulfill your promise."

"I know." Tai'an replied calmly, with an air of confidence.

We went to the room next door.

The girl who had lost an arm sat quietly by the hospital bed.

Hua Yun stepped forward to help remove the bandages, her gaze fixed on Tai An.

First, feed the cells a bottle of life potion to prevent them from losing too much vitality due to cell division.

The brilliance of the inscriptions burst forth between his hands.

The stabbing wound, its dark red flesh beginning to turn bright red, was visibly healing. Granulation tissue was growing at a rate visible to everyone. At a rate of approximately one centimeter per minute, the treatment of the severed arm took nearly an hour.

(End of this chapter)