I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Ruth looked at the grand estate with admiration in her eyes. She had only just learned that Charlotte was so wealthy, owning such a luxurious estate in Calva, much larger and more opulent than Daniel's estate.

"Let's go." Charlotte took the lead and walked towards the manor gate.

"Master, you're back." The guard at the door quickly opened the door and said with a smile.

The number of guards at the gate had increased from two to four. The two guards were clearly newly recruited and had the strength of junior knights. They also bowed to Charlotte.

"Yes." Charlotte nodded slightly and walked through the door.

"Young Master, you've arrived." Fiona ran over as soon as she heard the news, her excitement evident on her face.

Charlotte looked at her and smiled, "Fiona, these are my friends, medical staff, and students. They'll be staying at the manor tonight. Please make the arrangements later."

"Yes, young master." Fiona nodded respectfully, glancing at Ruth, who was holding Charlotte's arm. She was amazed by her beauty, but a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes.

What is the relationship between the young master and this beautiful succubus? She seems quite intimate with him, holding his hand. If this gets back to Miss Elizabeth, will she come with her sword?

Thinking of this, Fiona couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She naturally wouldn't interfere with whoever the young master liked.

After all, this succubus was so beautiful that even she was amazed. She was no less beautiful than Miss Elizabeth, and their beauty was completely different in appearance and temperament.

But Miss Elizabeth is rumored to be able to kill an eighth-level magical beast with a single sword strike.

Fiona, with a somewhat somber mood, led everyone on a tour of the manor, while Charlotte took Ruth directly to his private villa.

"This yard is so beautiful." Ruth's eyes lit up as she entered the yard.

The garden, the rockery, the flowing water—the ginkgo tree has already shed its leaves, but the swings swaying in the wind are still captivating.

The two-story building next door also looks beautiful, with its wooden doors and exquisite details.

  

"This is where I used to live," Charlotte said with a smile.

"I want to ride a swing. My lifelong dream has been to have a swing in the yard, the kind where you can see the blue sky." Ruth walked towards the ginkgo tree, her eyes shining.

Charlotte stepped forward and, after she sat on the swing, gently pushed her.

The swing soared high, as if it were about to fly into the sky.

Ruth leaned back, her long hair flying, watching the blue sky draw closer, and smiled radiantly.

This was her first time playing on a swing, and only in front of Charlotte could she feel so relaxed and at ease.

Charlotte looked at her, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She sometimes seems like a child who lacks love, yet she retains her innocence and romance, making people want to cherish her.

Ruth swung back and forth on the swing, enjoying the feeling of being off the ground and so close to the sky, as if she could forget all her troubles.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.

Charlotte looked at the person who had arrived and subconsciously took a half step back.

"Young...Young Master." Fiona rushed over, out of breath. She glanced at Elizabeth standing at the door, then gave Charlotte a "good luck" look before silently stepping aside.

Ruth also sensed that something was off, so she sat up straight and looked towards the door.

A woman in a white dress stood at the entrance. She had long golden hair tied in a high ponytail. She was extremely beautiful, but standing at the entrance of the courtyard, she was like a sword drawn from its sheath, sharp and menacing.

"You've arrived," Charlotte said with a smile.

"You are the succubus saintess Ruth?" Elizabeth asked, looking at Ruth.

"I am Ruth, not a succubus saintess." Ruth stopped swinging, stepped onto the ground, and looked slightly nervous.

She already guessed who was standing at the door, and the aura and presence emanating from her were simply too powerful, even more terrifying than her master's.

"I am Elizabeth." Elizabeth stepped into the courtyard and walked towards Ruth. "Charlotte and I were childhood sweethearts and were once engaged, although it was later annulled for some reason. But I was here before you..."

"Wait a minute..." Charlotte was a little nervous, worried that Elizabeth would commit a crime in the heat of passion, and he had no confidence that he could stop her.

Ruth nervously clutched her skirt and whispered, "The doctor and I..."

"So, you should call me 'older sister'."

Elizabeth stopped in front of Ruth, looked at her, and spoke with a resolute tone.

"Huh?" Ruth was stunned for a moment, looking at Elizabeth standing in front of her with a smile. She didn't sense any strong hostility from Elizabeth and seemed to understand something. She quickly said, "Hello, Sister Elizabeth, I'm Ruth."

"Hello, Ruth." Elizabeth nodded slightly, glancing at Charlotte, who looked equally bewildered. "You have good taste; she's a very pretty girl."

Charlotte, unsure of Elizabeth's true intentions, nodded somewhat guiltily, "You're right."

The imagined carnage didn't materialize, which relieved him slightly.

Fortunately, Elizabeth is a reasonable person; otherwise, if a fight had really broken out, even if he and Ruth were together, they probably wouldn't have escaped Clayton Manor today.

Ruth was also a little reserved. She had heard many legends about Elizabeth and even regarded her as an idol.

Now, seeing her here addressing me as her sister, I suddenly have a strange, unreal feeling.

Moreover, her sisterly relationship with Diana was an unspoken agreement to marry the doctor.

Could it be that Elizabeth's earlier words...?

"Sister, you are so beautiful and dashing. You are even more beautiful than I imagined. I have always regarded you as my idol." Ruth looked at Elizabeth and praised her sincerely. These were truly her heartfelt words.

"Really?" Elizabeth looked at her, her smile widening.

"Of course it's true! I've always admired knights since I was little. After hearing about your deeds and reading some picture books about you, I admired you even more. I often imagined what you looked like. But seeing you today, I realize my imagination was too limited. You are so handsome in person!" Ruth nodded repeatedly, becoming more and more excited as she spoke.

"You are very beautiful too, the most beautiful succubus I have ever seen." Elizabeth smiled. Ruth was indeed very beautiful, with the natural allure of a succubus, yet she could restrain her seduction, making it impossible for other women to feel disgust.

The two women were having a very pleasant conversation, which left Charlotte watching in a daze.

However, this harmonious scene finally put his mind at ease.

It seems Elizabeth isn't here to kill anyone today.

She appears unapproachable to outsiders, as if she's about to unleash her sword, but in reality, her temper isn't as unpredictable as it seems.

However, few people had contact with her, and her strength was too great, so many rumors about her having a volatile temper spread.

Outside the courtyard gate, Fiona, who had been worried about a potential fight, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this scene and quickly instructed her maid to prepare tea and pastries to be delivered to the courtyard.

"I've heard about what happened to you. It's only right that Charlotte came to save you. It's a pity he didn't come to me, otherwise I would have killed that high priestess too." Elizabeth sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard with Ruth and said in a cold voice, "If I see her again, I'll help you kill her to avenge her."

Ruth looked puzzled and quickly waved her hands, saying, "The High Priest is my master. You can't kill him, you can't kill him."

"She forced you to marry someone you didn't like, so why can't you kill her?" Elizabeth asked, puzzled.

"The High Priestess was my mentor, and she was forced to marry Jason. She wanted to revitalize the succubus race, which required me to become the saintess, so Bivis had a handle on me," Ruth explained. "I don't blame her for this."

Elizabeth nodded slightly upon hearing this, "Then forget it."

"Thank you, sister." Ruth breathed a sigh of relief. This girl is really serious about things; she makes me feel so safe.

When she said she wanted to kill her master, Ruth didn't doubt it for a second.

Charlotte the Sky Knight was able to kill the Grand Elder, and the renowned Elizabeth could kill a Saint-level succubus even if she was of a higher rank. It shouldn't be too difficult for her.

Charlotte was somewhat moved, not expecting Elizabeth to think that way.

However, he was there to abduct the bride that day.

He thought of all his friends, but he didn't dare think of Elizabeth.

You know, who brings their childhood sweetheart to a wedding and suddenly appears out of nowhere?

He simply didn't have the guts to do such a thing.

However, judging from Elizabeth's behavior, she was more magnanimous than he had imagined.

Or rather, her romantic nature is quite remarkable.

Who is she?

She's Elizabeth!

For a moment, Charlotte even felt a little ashamed.

But looking at Elizabeth and Ruth chatting happily, the aloof female swordswoman and the charming succubus, he didn't need to make a choice.

That was fucking awesome!

Ruth was a good talker. After confirming that Elizabeth had no hostility towards her and was actually quite kind and friendly, she quickly opened up and, like a little fangirl, asked her to confirm many legends. After receiving confirmation, she was very excited.

Elizabeth seemed to like her quite a bit, answering all her questions and showing no wariness towards her at all.

Soon Fiona and her maid brought tea and pastries, which were placed on the small table.

Fiona stood to the side and secretly gave Charlotte a thumbs up.

Young master is really amazing; he managed to keep both of these beautiful ladies in check. If word got out, many people would be astonished.

This is Elizabeth, and she can tolerate Charlotte having other women around her.

Charlotte picked up her tea and took a sip to calm herself down. Watching the two of them chat, she really couldn't get a word in edgewise.

The two chatted happily for about an hour before Ruth stood up and said, "Sister, you and the doctor can talk for a while, I'm going to take a stroll around the manor."

"Miss Ruth, the manor is quite large. Let me show you around," Fiona said quickly, leading Ruth out the door.

Suddenly, only Charlotte and Elizabeth remained in the courtyard.

Elizabeth looked at him calmly, with even a slight smile on her lips.

Charlotte took another sip of tea, put down the cup, and looked at her, saying, "Ruth is someone I met in the Abyss. Back then, she..."

"She's great, beautiful, and has a very likable personality. It seems you men all like women like that," Elizabeth interrupted him.

Charlotte nodded. He couldn't deny it. He didn't know about other men, but he liked him quite a bit.

"So, you're planning to marry her?" Elizabeth looked at him.

"Hmm." Charlotte nodded, unable to deny it, but her gaze towards Elizabeth held a hint of nervousness and hesitation.

Elizabeth paused slightly, then looked at him without saying anything more.

She and he were childhood sweethearts, betrothed since they were young, but she never heard him say that he wanted to marry her.

Now, however, he says he wants to marry another woman.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't upset at all, but there was still a glimmer of hope.

"Not just Ruth, but also Diana. I promised them that I would marry them after I'm done with these things," Charlotte confessed.

Elizabeth nodded slightly: "I wish you all the best."

"Wait a moment." Charlotte looked at Elizabeth, who was about to get up, took out a small brocade box from her bosom, opened the lid, and found a sapphire ring inside.

Charlotte knelt on one knee, holding the ring box in her left hand, and looked at her sincerely, saying, "Elizabeth, we grew up together and witnessed each other's growth. We were once estranged, until that incident three years ago when I fell to the bottom. You saved my life, but unfortunately, I didn't know what was good for me at the time and thought you were heartless for breaking off our engagement when I was at my lowest point."

I was once lost in the abyss, but the appearance of Diana and Rose helped me find myself again and rise again. I only recently learned the real reason for the annulment of the engagement three years ago, for which I am very grateful and also very sorry.

I have a responsibility to Diana and Rose; it's my duty as a man. As for you, I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to give you a home.

Elizabeth looked at Charlotte kneeling on the ground, and at the sparkling sapphire ring, and her eyes gradually reddened.

For more than three years, she has been cultivating almost every moment, wanting to become stronger so that she would no longer have to face the desperate situation she faced three years ago, and one day be able to stand in front of him and make sure that the world can no longer hurt him.

Now, Charlotte is no longer the weak healing mage she once was; she has become a Sky Knight capable of killing Saint-level powerhouses.

She didn't care about Diana and Rose's relationship with him because she knew how much the events of three years ago had affected him. The woman who could help him rise from the ashes should be treated kindly.

But she cared about Charlotte's feelings for her, whether he loved her, and whether he would marry her.

That summer twelve years ago, she decided to marry this man.

Now, in this same courtyard, he knelt on one knee, holding a ring, saying he wanted to give her a home.

"Elizabeth, will you marry me?" Charlotte asked, looking at her with deep affection.

Elizabeth extended her left hand and nodded slightly, saying, "I do."

Charlotte took out the ring and put it on her ring finger.

He stood up and then pulled her into his arms.

What a wonderful feeling! This was their first time embracing, and she had already accepted his proposal.

When she stands in front of people, she is always dazzling, as upright and sharp as a drawn sword.

But when he held her in his arms, he discovered that her body was also soft, just as hot, and her heart was beating just as fiercely.

Scenes flashed through his mind, gradually becoming clearer with her memories, and then forming a complete line.

The two met for the first time when they were five years old.

Charlotte was beaten to a pulp for breaking her toy, and she was completely defenseless.

When the parents of both families met, they laughed heartily and immediately agreed to the marriage.

As the two grew older, Elizabeth often came to play in the courtyard, occasionally teasing him for his childhood frailty, finding amusement in it.

Later, a sudden change occurred in the Clayton family. His parents and grandfather died one after another, and he went from being the eldest son of the Clayton family to an orphan. Relatives and elders in the family fought over the family property, leaving him extremely helpless. In the end, it was Anderson who stepped in and left him a family fortune and this ancestral home, which allowed him to continue to live in Kalva.

Perhaps it was the boy's pride that caused him to gradually distance himself from Elizabeth, immersing himself in his studies and beginning to show talent in medicine. He entered the Calva Medical School and became known as a genius. The two began to see each other less and less.

Elizabeth would occasionally come to his courtyard, where he would read under a tree while she practiced her swordplay nearby.

The two didn't communicate much, but they got along quite well.

Charlotte knew her feelings, but the Clayton family had fallen into decline, and he was focused on surgical treatments. Knowing the risks involved, he dared not overstep his bounds.

Later, he was framed, imprisoned, hanged, and locked in a death row cell.

That night, he was utterly despondent. Elizabeth came to visit him in prison and told him the news of the annulment of the engagement.

This incident was a huge blow to Charlotte at the time; she felt betrayed and abandoned by the entire world.

Now, recalling that scene, she stood outside the prison cell like a bride in a white dress, her eyes red as she announced the annulment of the engagement; her emotions were even more devastated than his.

The next day, his sentence was changed from hanging to the abolition of his magical power. He was spared, but for the ever-proud Charlotte, he was already dead.

He came to the abyss, opened a small clinic, numbed himself with alcohol, shut himself off from the world, and didn't want to know anything about Kalva and Elizabeth.

One night, after drinking fake alcohol, Charlotte traveled through time.

Memory is a wondrous thing; it exists within this body, making it difficult for Charlotte to observe from a third-person perspective. Recalling it feels like it happened to him, as if it were a past event in his thirty years of life, and the same goes for his emotions.

Charlotte hugged Elizabeth even tighter.

He was certain that he loved Elizabeth, a woman who had sacrificed so much for him, a woman who, even at the pinnacle of success, was still willing to be tolerant and wait for him. He couldn't let her be misplaced.

"Thank you," Charlotte kissed her hair and whispered in her ear.

Elizabeth held him tightly, burying her face in his chest, tears already streaming down her face.

After three years of waiting, all the hard work seems to have finally paid off.

He finally said he wanted to marry her and even put a ring on her finger.

After a long while, Elizabeth looked up at Charlotte:

"If you marry three wives, who will be in charge of this household?"