I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

"Boss, you really are like a charlatan," Martha exclaimed.

Charlotte smiled helplessly, "Physical coercion cannot guarantee his loyalty. Next, we need him to use necromancy. If he has any ulterior motives, the consequences could be severe. So, pretending to be his god of faith is a safer option."

"Then why did you knock him out?" Benjamin asked.

Charlotte smiled and explained, "I just successfully brainwashed him, and I don't want to give him too much time to calm down and be alone. My impromptu rhetoric inevitably has loopholes and inconsistencies, so physical sleep can avoid this trouble. When we need to wake him up again, his brain will still be filled with the vivid brainwashing quotes."

"Although it may not sound very humane, it is indeed a reasonable approach," Constantine nodded with a smile.

"Scar is dead, and Horace has been captured. Shouldn't we return to the Abyss?" Charlotte took a loose robe and put it on Horace to make him look less undignified.

He then looked at Martha and asked, "Martha, now that you've become the new Lion King, are you going to stay on the Stu grasslands?"

"No, I won't stay. The Ten Elders will take over the Lion Tribe. I will go with my master to cultivate and improve my strength." Martha shook her head and added, "However, before that, I will work for you, Boss, for a month."

"Improving your strength is the most important thing. I can cancel the contract, and you don't need to go back to the Abyss." Charlotte shook her head and said. She could find any orc to do the manual labor in the potion workshop. There was no need to waste the precious opportunity to train with Constantine.

"No, I must go, it's my promise," Martha said with unwavering determination.

"Let her go. This child values ​​her word. As for cultivation, a month earlier or a month later won't make a difference," Constantine said with a smile.

Since their master had already spoken, Charlotte naturally couldn't say anything more.

Martha successfully avenged herself and reclaimed the chieftainship that rightfully belonged to her father, so the outcome was relatively satisfactory.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of members of the Lion Tribe, the golden dragon took off once more and flew eastward.

"According to the reports from the people I sent out these past two days, the situation with the vengeful fog is not significantly different from what the witch said. The vengeful fog on land is also moving towards urban settlements, with a clear target. Charlotte, tell me your next steps? We need to speed up our preparations," Constantine said.

Compared to the physically resistable beast tides, the resentful fog is a more troublesome existence, capable of bringing annihilation to a city.

"I want to first verify whether the beast tide and the vengeful mist will still attack a settlement if everyone in it is corrupted by demonic energy," Charlotte said solemnly. "So we need to find a suitable settlement. First, it can't be too big. Second, it should ideally be the target of the vengeful mist, the kind that will be crushed by it during the next Red Moon Night. And the residents of this settlement must be able to accept and cooperate with the corruption."

This condition was quite demanding, and Charlotte knew very well that she couldn't find such a place on her own; she could only rely on the influence of Constantine and Benjamin.

Constantine said, "On every night of the Red Moon, many small cities cannot withstand the ever-growing beast tides. Although they manage to hold on in the end, their magical shields and city walls are completely destroyed, making them unable to withstand the next beast tide. Therefore, they need to be relocated. However, while the young people have already moved on, there are still some elderly people who do not want to leave their homeland and decide to defend their isolated cities to the death, only to be crushed by the beast tide."

I know of many such small towns, but whether any exist along the path of the resentful mist and are considered targets, I need to verify. However, you can leave the settlement matter to me; I'll help you find suitable locations and do my best to persuade the remaining residents to participate in the testing.”

"Okay." Charlotte nodded, the most troublesome issue of experimental subjects resolved. She continued, "Secondly, I want to cultivate nettles on a large scale, not just in terms of quantity, but in a specialized way, such as growing them from low-lying, soft grass into towering trees. This way, a nettle protective forest can be formed in front of settlements to deter beast tides. At the same time, we can also extract more extract."

"I can take responsibility for this. The Elf Forest has no shortage of plant-based mages," Benjamin said with a smile.

Charlotte nodded in reply: "Okay, then I'll spend some time studying the Necronomicon and properly training Horace to make him a useful tool."

"Charlotte, I'm warning you, the Necronomicon is too bizarre. Be careful not to get too involved," Constantine said solemnly.

"That's right. If you fall into the same trap as Horace, we'll be in a difficult situation," Benjamin advised Charlotte earnestly.

"I understand." Charlotte nodded; he understood their concerns.

"Actually, I've always been curious about how you two met." After listening all the way, Martha finally couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

In her view, although Charlotte was a very talented person, she was far inferior to Constantine and Benjamin in terms of status and position. Yet they treated each other as equals and friends, and discussed grand matters of saving the world.

  

Although she listened the whole way, she was mostly confused. She understood every single word, but she just couldn't figure out what they were talking about when put together.

"People with similar ideals will be guided by some unseen force to come together and accomplish great things," Charlotte replied.

"I see." Martha suddenly realized, but then inexplicably felt that Charlotte was fooling him, just like she was fooling Horace, who was already crippled by her own deception.

During the two-hour drive back, Charlotte discussed with Constantine and Benjamin some of the experiments he had conducted on the night of the Red Moon, further exploring and exploiting the value of nettles.

……

At the entrance of the Abyss Medical Clinic.

Nancy stared at the tightly closed door, gritting her teeth and stamping her feet in anger, her usual elegant demeanor completely gone.

"It's been three days already, and that doctor still ignores you completely. I think he's doing it on purpose." The maid pouted and said angrily, "We've spent tens of thousands of copper coins in the few days we've been in the Abyss, and that guy... only gave us eighty-two copper coins. He really doesn't care about you at all, Madam."

"That guy..." Nancy was seething with hatred. She had originally planned to leave him hanging for two days so she could get under his thumb.

Unexpectedly, that guy completely ignored her, which only piqued her interest.

She was indignant. Three years had passed since the bounty was placed on her, and she had seen countless men fawning over her and trying to please her. This was the first time she had been so ignored.

Is she really that unattractive?

Or perhaps the men she met before were too easily swayed, and she wasn't actually that beautiful?

For some reason, she began to have a little self-doubt.

"Do you think he doesn't like me at all?" Nancy asked.

"He..." The maid had lost her confidence from the day before. If Charlotte liked her mistress, he certainly wouldn't have left her there for days without coming to see her.

After hesitating for a moment, the maid said tactfully, "Madam, perhaps he prefers men."

"No way! Even if he likes men, I absolutely have to win him over, or I won't leave the Abyss!" Nancy slowly clenched her fist, her eyes flashing with determination.

"What do you plan to do?" the maid asked cautiously.

Nancy's lips curled slightly: "Since I can't wait for him to come to me, I'll have to change my strategy and take the initiative."

"Taking the initiative? Madam, this is something we've never tried before." The maid was taken aback.

"As the old saying goes, 'It's easy for a woman to pursue a man, but difficult for a man to pursue a woman.' As long as I take the initiative, I don't believe he can resist my damn charm." Nancy revealed a confident smile.

"You're right, no one can resist your beauty and charm," the maid flattered.

Nancy continued, "Go find Monte and return the processing fee to him. Just say that I'm very satisfied with Charlotte."

"A refund of the processing fee?!" The maid was surprised; this had never happened before. She asked cautiously, "Madam, shouldn't we tell Montez that we're dissatisfied with Charlotte and ask him to urge Charlotte to come see you?"

Nancy shook her head and said calmly, "No, no, no, that's too boring. What I want is the thrill of him falling head over heels in love with me, and then kicking him to the curb. Using money to coerce me would just be him toying with me."

"Yes, madam, I'll go find Montessé right away." The maid nodded respectfully.

"Charlotte, you can't escape." Nancy glanced at the clinic entrance one last time, then turned and walked towards the carriage.

"Achoo!"

Charlotte, perched atop the dragon's back, sneezed, pinched her nose, and sighed, "I hope this winter won't be so cold."

"Boss, are you cold? I'm super warm, do you want me to hug you for a while?" Martha tilted her head and smiled at him.

Charlotte glanced at her, then reached out and took the black cat from her arms. The cat was indeed quite warm; holding it felt like holding a furnace.

"Roar~~~"

Kuroko, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up. When he opened his eyes and saw Charlotte, he let out a low growl.

"Not convinced? Then I'll go back and find Anna!" Charlotte laughed.

Meow~

Kuroko's eyes widened, and he immediately became obedient and docile, even sticking out his tongue to lick the back of his hand.

You're a real dog!

"What a disappointment!" Martha rolled her eyes in exasperation.

After a two-hour flight, the city of Kalva, which never sleeps, came into view. The light cast by two giant lamps enveloped the city, making it shine like a lighthouse on the dark earth.

"Those two lighthouses were proposed and designed by me back then," Constantine suddenly said.

These words stunned Charlotte and Martha.

Look at this, it's a living legend!

"Master, then why aren't you the lord of Kalva? We have to sneak into the city," Martha asked in a low voice.

Constantine laughed heartily, "That's because Master doesn't want to be tied down by worldly affairs. Being the lord of Calva City isn't as carefree and unrestrained as Master's job."

"Then please have pity on my boss. He's still on Calva's expulsion list. If you know the lord of Calva, please write him a letter and ask him to remove my boss's name from the list," Martha pleaded.

"I see. I haven't seen Anderson for two years. Writing a letter shouldn't be a problem. Or I can go to the city lord's mansion in Calva for a while. It's right next door anyway," Constantine agreed.

"Thank you," Charlotte said quickly. He would have been too embarrassed to trouble Constantine if Martha hadn't spoken up.

"No need to be so polite. Speaking of which, Anderson is quite lucky. I heard that her daughter, Elizabeth, was able to kill a level seven magical beast during the last Red Moon Night. She is definitely one of the best among the younger generation," Constantine said with great emotion.

"That's right, Elizabeth is a leader among the younger generation, with exceptional talent." Benjamin said with great emotion, "The Judge had high hopes for her back then, gave her guidance, and even wanted to take her on as his apprentice."

"The judge gave her some pointers?" Charlotte was starting to get restless.

"That's right. The Judge stayed in Kalva for a while and gave her some instruction in kendo." Benjamin nodded.

"No wonder..." Charlotte suddenly realized why she had a sense of déjà vu when she last saw Elizabeth, as if she were a successor of the Judge.

It wasn't a misperception; she had indeed received guidance from the judge and had even almost become his apprentice.

If that's the case, then she should be the one to inherit the Black Stone.

This also aligns with the legacy of the Judges. A knight with extraordinary talent is highly likely to grow into a god-level guardian, and possesses an extremely strong adventurous spirit, daring to venture into the wilderness for a month without returning.

It's just unclear why the judge ultimately chose him, entrusting the Black Stone to him in the final moments of his life and having him join the Red Moon organization.

"The Judge originally wanted to choose Elizabeth as his apprentice, but when choosing new members for Red Moon, he thought you might bring something different to us, so he entrusted Blackstone to you." Benjamin looked at Charlotte and smiled. "As it turns out, his choice was correct, just like his keen eye."

"That's right. Nearly a thousand years after the founding of Red Moon, perhaps we have come to a new crossroads, and this time, you are the one leading us." Constantine also turned around and looked at Charlotte.

"I will do what I can." Charlotte nodded, feeling a sense of responsibility at that moment.

Constantine descended and stopped above the Abyss Medical Center.

"I'll go find suitable settlements. I'll prepare at least five for you before the next Red Moon. If you have any other needs, just contact me, and I'll find a way to get them ready for you," Constantine said to Charlotte.

"I will contact you directly if needed." Charlotte nodded, picked up the still unconscious Horace, and jumped down.

"Master, then we'll meet again next time." Martha said goodbye to Constantine and then jumped down as well.

Only Benjamin remained on the dragon's back.

"That child..." Constantine whispered.

Benjamin also whispered, "I trust him. He's very different. Maybe he really can guide us in the right direction."

Constantine looked at him in silence for a moment, then nodded.

Benjamin landed in front of the clinic, and Constantine flapped his wings and disappeared into the sky.

Charlotte opened the door and went inside. It was already past midnight. He needed to give the nettles to Benjamin and discuss some cultivation plans and usage methods with him.

"Because I used a lot of them to make juice, I only have about twenty nettle plants left. If that's not enough, Martha can lead the way to dig some more in the wilderness," Charlotte said to Benjamin as soon as she entered the room.

Martha, who was about to go upstairs to shower and change, stopped and nodded, saying, "Okay, shall we leave now?"

Benjamin smiled and shook his head, saying, "No need. Ten plants are enough. Plant mages can quickly cultivate and multiply them. Once we obtain the seeds, we can cultivate them on a large scale."

"Then you two continue your talk, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed." Martha bowed respectfully to Benjamin, then turned and went upstairs.

Charlotte carried Horace into the laboratory, put him in a large cage in the far corner, and fed him two bottles of anesthetic to prevent him from waking up unexpectedly.

With chains binding the dog and a cage for confinement, it's double insurance; there shouldn't be any major problems.

After leaving the lab, Charlotte and Benjamin discussed many directions for nettle cultivation.

For example, planting nettles around a city as a protective barrier can be done by hybridizing them with cycads, which have strong root systems and hard wood. As long as the planting density reaches a certain level, it will be like an impregnable wall, which can better prevent the impact of animal tides.

To obtain more nettle extract, nettles can be cultivated to grow larger branches and leaves, allowing for the extraction of more juice.

If the feasibility of universal demonization is verified, the demand for extracts will be enormous, making cultivation in this area well worth studying.

Benjamin also offered some of his own ideas, which helped Charlotte gain a better understanding of plant-based magicians.

This conversation lasted for another two or three hours.

The sky outside was gradually brightening.

"I'll keep the nettle. If you have any new ideas, just chat with me on Blackstone." Benjamin stood up, preparing to leave.

"Okay." Charlotte nodded.

"By the way, what's your plan regarding recruiting students in the Elf Forest? When do you intend to set off?" Benjamin asked again.

"If possible, I'd like to recruit new students as soon as possible, which would lighten my workload and give me more time for research," Charlotte said.

Benjamin understood and nodded, saying, "In that case, why don't you come back to the Elf Forest with me? After we select suitable students, I'll have someone send you back."

"Then I'll have to trouble you," Charlotte said quickly. This was naturally the best thing to do, otherwise he would have to spend a considerable amount of money on the journey to the Elf Forest.

dong dong!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Charlotte, who had planned to go out with Benjamin, hurriedly went to open the door, but was taken aback when she saw who was outside.

"Dr. Charlotte, I've come to see you again." Lois stood at the door, her smile innocent and radiant.

"Ah... Miss Lois, hello, what brings you here?" Charlotte's smile was somewhat strange. Come to think of it... why is this elven saintess here? Does she know that her master is inside?

"I just happened to be passing by, so I came to visit you. What, aren't you welcome?" Lois smiled.

Her smile was bright and pure, more beautiful than the sunshine, making it impossible for Charlotte to refuse.

So he took a step back.

He gave way to Benjamin behind him.

Lois's smile froze instantly. Looking at Benjamin, she exclaimed in surprise, "Master! You...how did you get here?!"