Zongman, the journey begins from the wrong place

Then he called to the next room, "Oris! Measure this boy and bring out your best!"

After Noah was taken into the next room, Livilia quietly stepped forward after he left.

"Lord Guberniu, is that the weapon?"

With a wave of his hand, Guberniu interrupted Livilia, indicating that he knew what she wanted to say.

"The sword is just a small problem. He's already mastered it. I just think that if your little girl hadn't met you and died in the dungeon, she would have grown up to be like him, using herself as a sword..."

In an instant, the scene of Ais entering the dungeon for the first time emerged in Livilia's mind.

The sight of him desperately fighting the monster, even disregarding the collapse and trauma of his body, is still vivid in my mind.

Only this time, the blonde girl turned into a silver-haired boy...

Noah, was he once like Ais...

No, it's different. He made it all on his own...

The delicate hand holding the scepter exerted force, and blue veins appeared on the white and tender back of the hand.

"Let's take him to the treatment center. Forcing himself to push his limits without any grace must have left a lot of trauma on his body... I can sense that his body is a little unstable. I wonder if this is the reason..."

Noah was not used to physical contact with others, but this time he was measured by three or four big men with rulers. When he walked out of the room, he felt uncomfortable all over and felt like ants were crawling all over his body.

However, when he saw the way Livilia looked at him - as if she was looking at a stray puppy on the roadside that had not eaten for several days - he felt something was wrong.

"Ms. Livilia?"

After looking at Noah for three seconds, Livilia took a deep breath, regained her composure, and slowly looked away.

"Just call me Livilia."

He didn't know what happened, but seeing that Livilia didn't seem to want to say anything, Noah had no choice but to nod and pretend nothing happened.

After thanking the Lord God Gu Bo Niu, the two left the Three Hammers Forge.

Next, under the leadership of Livilia, Noah went to greet many clans along the way.

It was not until the sun was at its highest point that the two arrived at the last destination of their morning trip - the Dean Kate Treatment Center, which was across the street from the Adventurer's Guild.

The gate in the middle is decorated with emblems of light balls and herbs. Because the vast building is entirely white, it is also called the Pure White Healing Center.

Apparently, there was no one at the front desk of the Pure White Treatment Center because they had admitted the injured at the charity meal on North Street yesterday.

"You walk around here for a while and don't touch anything. I'm going to go find Lord Dean Kate and will be back soon."

Watching Livilia's departing back, Noah looked at the series of medicinal herbs and potions on the counter, walking slowly while falling into deep thought.

I always feel that after coming out from the Lord God Guberniu, Livilia's attitude towards him has undergone some subtle changes.

For example, Noah always sounded like, "Just stand here and don't move. I'll go buy two..."

"Ouch!"

His body seemed to collide with something small and soft, and Noah couldn't help but break out of his thoughts when he heard the cry.

However, apart from a few scattered boxes, there was no human figure in front of him.

Hey, there's nothing!

Did I see a ghost?

28 Ahmed

"It hurts! Who is it?!"

In front of the empty counter where no one was seen, a childish low moan floated in the air, making Noah even more confused.

Is this still a female ghost?

Fortunately, Noah was only stunned for a moment before he understood and quickly looked behind the box.

A girl wearing a white surplice and having the same silver hair as Noah was supporting herself on the ground with one hand and covering her head with the other.

When she raised her mysterious blue-purple eyes, her gaze met Noah's.

This girl, no, I should say this girl.

Although the other person's temperament was a little more mature than Ai Si, even if she was sitting, Noah could be sure that she was slightly shorter than Ai Si.

It is definitely less than 120c, so it is not surprising to be mistaken for a dwarf.

However, because the face, which was so beautiful that it could make people think it was a fine porcelain doll, was also petite, the body proportions were quite balanced.

Paired with a rather formal robe, it makes people want to hold it in their hands.

"Hey! Who are you? The look in your eyes makes me feel like you're thinking of something rude!"

Facing the girl's wary gaze, Noah stretched out his hand without changing his expression.

When the girl was about to refuse, Noah turned his hands and picked up the boxes scattered on the ground, making her mouth unable to speak.

"I'm Noah Sipher, a new member of the Loki clan. Livilia brought me here to meet you. I just went to see Lord Dean Kate."

For some reason, the girl puffed up her lips, stood up from the ground, brushed off the non-existent dust on her body, and saluted Noah.

"My name is Amid Teyasanare. Good afternoon, Mr. Sifel."

When she stood up, Noah confirmed that she was indeed a little shorter than Ais!

"Um?!"

The girl named Amid suddenly raised her head and glanced at Noah with sharp eyes.

But this time, even after Noah gave her a confused look in return, she still couldn't see anything unusual.

"Is there a problem?"

"……nothing."

Giving up the pursuit, when Amid was about to continue moving the boxes, Noah lifted the things easily.

"Let me help you. Where are you moving to?"

Ahmed blinked, and her eyelashes, which were so long that they looked like they could hold a pen, fluttered like bird feathers.

"Well, then, please put it at the front desk, thank you."

"After all, I bumped into you, and respecting the elderly and loving the young is a virtue."

But this made Ahmed unhappy. She frowned and quickly caught up with Noah with her short legs.

When she realized that it took her three steps to catch up with the other person's one step, her pink lips couldn't help but pout.

"I'm already eleven years old! I'm a proper lady!"

Eleven years old is still young compared to seventeen.

Although the other party was staring at him seriously, as if Noah had committed some terrible mistake.

But because the other person was so adorable, like a kitten whose fur stood on end even when it couldn't even walk steadily, he almost smiled.

What? A teenage girl should be so energetic.

"Well, this lovely lady, is it okay to put it here?"

But, cute!

Hearing Noah's sudden praise, the seriousness on Ahmed's face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes became a little unnatural.

Girls always like to be praised for being cute!

Although Lord Dean Kate would praise her for being cute, Ahmid only treated the white-haired and white-bearded Lord who always liked to shout as his grandfather.

And because he was praised all day long, Ahmed gradually became calm.

As a newcomer in the Dean Kate clan who is highly valued by the Lord God, other peers in the clan subconsciously keep a certain distance from Amid.

It can't be said that I reject her, nor am I afraid of her. It's just that I care about her so much that I can't communicate with her easily, let alone praise her for being cute.

And Ahmid could see that Noah said it casually, but this made it clear that he meant it sincerely.

How should I put it? A little, a little happy?

"what happened?"

"Ah! Nothing!"

Under Noah's gaze, Amid quickly lowered his slightly hot cheeks, almost trotted to the counter, and began to take out the medicinal materials to process.

I don’t know if it’s due to talent or personal preference, but Amid likes making medicine very much, which calms her mood.

But today, because someone's gaze kept focusing on her, she made several mistakes in succession. Finally, she couldn't help but stop and sigh.

"Um, Mr. Sifel, could you please pay attention to your sight?"

"Sorry, this, the pharmaceutical process is confidential?"

"Not really, it's just that your gaze is a little concerning."

Seeing Amid's white and tender ears with slightly red earlobes showing from between her silver hair, Noah suddenly realized and looked away.

"Sorry, I'm really interested in pharmaceuticals and medicine, but I can only learn the basics. Although I've tried some tricks before, most of the things I came up with were useless. That's why I really care about you professionals."

These words made Amid look at Noah, with a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"Why? Most adventurers care more about their weapons, right?"

Although adventurers are very fond of potions, in Amid's opinion, it is just out of love for life-saving items, which is not much different from the pursuit of weapons, armor, and magic swords.

It’s like, most people like to eat delicious food, but not everyone wants to be a chef.

Ahmed didn't have any objection to this; rather, he thought it was very normal.

After all, no amount of potions can protect others if you can't destroy the enemy.

For example, in the past two days, Dean Kate Treatment Center has accepted a group of adventurers and residents who were injured in the attack of the dark faction, which made Amid blame himself for not having the talent to fight.

Sometimes, she really wanted to pick up a sword and destroy all those who hurt others, just like the Astraea family!

But because of this, she was a little surprised when she felt that Noah seemed to be genuinely interested in pharmacy.

Anyone who can enter Loki's family must be someone with great fighting talent.

Shouldn't people like this be obsessed with fighting?

"Isn't this perfectly normal? Putting aside the fact that fields like alchemy and magic, filled with unknowns, are truly fascinating, even if it's just for the sake of combat, learning these things is perfectly normal, right?"

Noah, on the other hand, was puzzled by Amid's confusion and tilted his head.

"After all, fighting is about protecting. If you kill all the enemies, but the people you want to protect are all dead, and everything you want to protect is destroyed, then what's the point of fighting?"

Looking at those serious blue eyes, Amid opened his mouth, but found that his mind was blank and he didn't know what to say.

29 Miss Amid's Secret Treatment

"Oh my god! Ah Mid! Why did you come out again? Didn't I tell you to have a good rest?!"

A powerful and wild shout rang out in the house, the volume was a bit deafening.

He was a middle-aged male god with gray hair and beard, but still thick hair.

Even with some wrinkles on his face, he still looks handsome, like a butler with a calm temperament. He has a charm that only middle-aged and elderly men have.

Unfortunately, he was wearing a gold and silver robe, huge jewel rings on all ten fingers, and he always opened his mouth wide when talking, causing saliva to spurt out, which made him look like a nouveau riche.