Female Supreme: Holy Son, you don’t want to be discovered, right?

Some frightening purple lines appeared on the girl's skin, especially on her face. They were like malicious vines that spread, not only destroying her appearance, but also showing how deeply the disease had eroded her life.

Xing Feng was extremely shocked when he saw the purple-black lines at the corners of Sylvia's eyes and the purple-black blood coming out of the corners of her mouth.

This is exactly the same as what I saw in Lady's territory.

Xing Feng tugged at Farah's sleeve, wanting to tell her about this.

But Farah made a gesture and gave Xing Feng a look to signal him to be quiet.

Xing Feng had no choice but to swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He felt a little distressed when he saw the girl's painful expression.

He remembered how painful Ji Xing was at the time, and the girl's symptoms were obviously much more serious than Ji Xing's.

Sylvia weakly propped herself up. Although her arms were shaking in pain, she still gave her mother a miserable smile: "Mom, don't cry. I will be fine."

Although she said comforting words, the pain from the inside out made her tears mix with purple blood and flow down her pale and distorted cheeks.

Seeing her daughter like this, Simotha's heart was about to break.

"My Lord Earl, please save my daughter." Simosa turned to Farah and begged, her old eyes already red, "As long as you save her, I will give you whatever you want."

She couldn't bear to see her daughter being tortured like this any longer.

Farah nodded, and as agreed, she let Aaron treat the girl.

Looking at this scene, Aaron felt that this was not just an ordinary poisoning.

But he still stepped forward and cast light magic in an attempt to heal.

Although healing magic cannot revive the dead or turn bones into flesh, it can easily cure minor injuries and poisoning. At the same time, physical recovery is also the unique feature of light healing magic.

As the light in the palm of his hand dimmed, Aaron took a deep breath, raised his right hand slightly, and slowly gathered a soft and bright light in the air.

All eyes were focused on him, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

As she chanted, the ball of light began to move slowly, and finally gently covered Sylvia's entire body.

The light flowed along the lines on her face like running water, penetrating into every cell of her body. The air in the room seemed to become softer, filled with a sacred and inviolable atmosphere.

The girl's face gradually became calm under the light, and her brows, which were furrowed in pain, gradually relaxed.

The light seemed to contain a powerful life force, which constantly dispelled the disease and pain in the girl's body, giving her the power to heal and recover.

After a while, Aaron slowly withdrew his hand, and the light gradually dissipated into the air.

The girl lying on the bed had noticeably calmer breathing and her condition had improved significantly.

Simotha walked to the bedside and looked at her daughter, who was getting better, with tears in her eyes.

However, the next second, Sylvia's condition suddenly deteriorated sharply.

The light magic that was originally covered with purple and black lines was quickly swallowed up by its power, and the terrifying lines that were originally only on the face also spread rapidly towards the neck like a dry big hand.

The girl groaned in pain, her consciousness was instantly taken away, and she fainted.

"Sylvia!!!"

The elderly Simosa held her daughter in her arms and tried to wake her up, but as she watched the lines spread faster and faster, she almost fell into despair.

Xing Feng wanted to step forward, he knew that his blood could cure such a condition, but he was stopped by Farah, who shook his head at him.

Xing Feng looked up at Farah in confusion. Was she asking him to watch her die without helping?

Farah then took out a bottle of potion from her arms. The potion emitted a faint light, the color of which was like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, full of vitality and hope.

She quietly put the bottle of medicine into Xing Feng's palm.

"Just feed him two pills later." Farah suddenly whispered in Xing Feng's ear.

Then she quickly gave orders in a firm but calm voice for everyone else in the room to leave.

Xing Feng had no choice but to obey as Farah looked at her affirmative gaze, not understanding what Farah meant by this.

He walked quickly to Simosa's side, looked at the pale-faced girl, and clearly felt that her life was slipping away quickly.

"Let me do it."

The president was stunned for a moment, and at this moment she finally saw Xing Feng's handsome face like a god under his hood.

Xing Feng gently took her daughter from the desperate president's arms and carefully brought the potion to her lips.

At first, Sylvia could hardly swallow due to the pain and weakness, but with Xing Feng's patient guidance and gentle comfort, she finally swallowed the two pills little by little.

The medicine melted in the mouth and glowed slowly throughout the body.

Not long after, a magical scene happened!

As the potion took effect in her body, the terrible purple lines on Sylvia's face gradually faded, as if they were slowly smoothed out by invisible hands.

The face that was originally distorted by pain began to relax, and the complexion gradually changed from pale to a healthy rosy red.

Her breathing became more even, no longer the violent panting from before.

Seeing her daughter's face gradually recover from deathly pale to healthy rosy, Simotha's heart was filled with great waves.

All the worries and fears that I had felt day and night seemed to gradually dissipate at this moment as the purple lines on my daughter's face faded.

Seeing his daughter opening her eyes slightly and looking at him confusedly, the president hugged his daughter tightly.

She snatched her only daughter back from the hands of death, and it was all thanks to this lady of Farah.

She looked deeply at the hero, and her eyes, which had once been dim due to helplessness and despair, were now shining.

At this time, Farah also embraced Xing Feng in her arms, looked at the president and slowly said: "Simosha, now is the time to pay the price."

"I'll promise you anything I can do." Simosa looked at her daughter, and her heart finally settled. Her tense nerves these days finally relaxed.

Faced with Farah's demands, Simosa no longer cared, no matter how harsh they were. The experience of almost losing her daughter just now made her fully realize the most important thing in her life.

"Relax, it's not a big deal. I just hope to use the association to promote this medicine. After all, this medicine can not only cure diseases, but also external injuries."

Farah smiled slightly and continued, "In addition, there is also my Holy Sword Hall. It would be great if you could mention a few of them."

Simosa was slightly stunned. She knew that Farah had always wanted to establish a new church.

Although I had heard before that Farah took in that group of orphans, I had never paid too much attention to it.

But now Farah's request was beyond her expectations. She just wanted to publicize this matter through the association. Isn't it too simple?

Looking at Simosa's face full of disbelief, Farah said nothing.

This is a well-considered decision.

She knows human nature well and knows that simple publicity and promotion often fail to impress people.

Before, Zhenzhen's public promotion of the hall's doctrines and ideas naturally did not have very good results.

Especially for ordinary people who live at the bottom of society and struggle for their livelihood every day, they are more concerned about actual utility and credibility.

Now that we have the potion developed using Xing Feng's blood, and with the Adventurer's Association serving as a channel for promoting the potion, the promotion of this matter will spread rapidly.

Adventurers usually travel all over the country. Not only do they have extensive contact with people from all over the place, they are also often in various dangers and have an urgent need for treatment of their injuries.

In this way, they naturally become witnesses and disseminators of the effects of the medicine.

More importantly, many of these adventurers themselves come from the lower classes. They have a deep understanding and sympathy for the living conditions of the people and are able to be closer to the people's psychology and needs.

By promoting potions through the Adventurer's Guild, adventurers can experience the magical effects of the potions during use and naturally share this discovery with the people they come into contact with.

This method of word of mouth, which comes from life, is much more effective than any deliberate publicity.

In daily life, when people see or hear that adventurers they trust have used this potion to heal their injuries, they will naturally develop a favorable impression and trust in this potion.

This was also the first path she paved for the promotion of the Holy Sword Auditorium.

Looking at Xing Feng who was still confused and dazed in her arms, Farah just smiled and kissed Xing Feng's forehead lightly as a reward.

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Chapter 100: Can I be lenient if I confess?

The two maids in white behind Farah stayed here, and the rest of the matters just needed to be left to them.

They are the most capable White Roses under Farah's command and are extremely loyal to her.

This special organization is responsible for maintaining Rose Territory's logistics and supplies and ensuring the stability of all supplies. Handling such follow-up matters is their strong point.

"Let's go home."

"Ah."

Xing Feng nodded, and the next second Farah took the initiative to hold his hand again.

Her palms were exceptionally warm, and that warmth first made Xing Feng feel warm, but then a vague sense of guilt lingered in his heart like a nightmare.

The two had their hands intertwined for a long time. Although they were so close to each other, Xing Feng felt a sense of alienation in his heart.

It was the lies and concealment that caused him to feel an irresistible sense of guilt.

Xing Feng didn't know how long he could keep this secret.

Only one day had passed, but after this incident, he could no longer find any other way to divert his inner entanglement.

The closer Farah got to him, the more he felt like a scumbag, but his body and mind deeply longed for the sense of security that Farah brought him.

The mixed feelings made Xing Feng feel like he was having difficulty breathing, and he didn't know how long he could go on like this.

He would probably confess to Farah in desperation...

Maybe in a few days, or tomorrow, or tonight...

But the only thing Xing Feng is sure of is that at least not now...

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Just as everyone reached the bottom floor along the stairs,

There was a sudden noise at the entrance of the association.

"Finally... I'm back..."

Several voices were heard with labored breathing, and a group of exhausted female adventurers, supporting each other, came into view.

And among them was a severely injured demihuman.

Farah noticed something was wrong at first glance, and she frowned as she looked at the crowd.

Or rather, she was looking at the injured demihuman in the crowd.

Candice, why is she here?

She had always adopted a laissez-faire approach towards the two demi-humans. After all, Rose Castle didn't mind having two more mouths to feed.

She also gave the two demihumans the emblem representing Rose Castle, so no one should have the courage to hurt them.

So how did she get injured?

On the side, the receptionist who was originally planning to inform everyone that she was taking a day off, after seeing that something was not right, hurriedly brought people forward to respond, and only then did she learn the whole story from everyone.

"It's a mission to defeat the Dark Iron Scale Beast. We underestimated that guy."

An adventurer gnashed his teeth, feeling extremely regretful.

They should have fled directly at the beginning without hesitation, otherwise they would not have been entangled.

"Thanks to this demi-human..."

At this time, Xing Feng, whose concentration was distracted, also heard this sentence, and he subconsciously sensed something was wrong.

His eyes instantly locked onto the familiar figure in the crowd.

The familiar pair of cat ears drooped slightly due to fatigue, and the clothes on the body were covered with dust and bloodstains.

Xing Feng's pupils constricted and his heart sank.

He was very familiar with that person, who else could it be but Candice?

How could she be here? Why is there blood on her body?

Without any hesitation, he took a step forward and ran quickly towards the crowd.

"Candice!"

Xing Feng's voice was trembling. When he came to Candice's side, he hurriedly supported her, lowered his head, and carefully checked her condition.

Candice's injuries were far more serious than he had imagined, and the shocking injuries made Xing Feng extremely distressed.