CHAPTER 394: CHAPTER 169: MAKING TROUBLE

Hearing this voice, the boy leapt up as if electrocuted, staring at the entrance in shock and disbelief, never having imagined they could actually find this place.

"Hmph, if you’d just handed over the money earlier, all of this could’ve been avoided. Now I had to come here in person."

"Bet you didn’t expect this, we owe it to your ’good friend’ for helping us find this place, hahaha—"

Against the faint light outside the door, two tall thugs wielding clubs cast long, dark shadows that enveloped the young boy and girl inside the room.

As one of the thugs spoke, a boy with a bruised and swollen face, wearing tattered clothes, was violently thrown in, crashing harshly onto the floor.

"You are... Buto?!"

Upon seeing the face of the boy who had fallen to the ground, Landon couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.

"Landon, I’m sorry..."

The boy lying on the ground moved slightly, murmuring a barely audible apology, not daring to meet Landon’s gaze.

"Look at that, a little monster at home. But today, I’m in a good mood. I suppose I could play along and show you what a real man is like!"

At this moment, the other villain had noticed the sickly girl inside, who was tightly gripping a fire poker and looking at them warily, his eyes revealing a thick layer of lascivious intent.

Although the ugly birthmark on her left cheek was somewhat nauseating, his long abstinence had left him desperate enough that even a goat in front of him might seem fair and lovely.

"I won’t let you lay a finger on her! Leia, run out the back door now!"

Seeing the thugs’ gazes turn toward his sister, the boy panicked, swiftly grabbing another intact piece of hard, black bread reserved for tomorrow’s breakfast to desperately fight off the two thugs.

But how could a boy, not yet fully grown, be a match for two adult thugs?

"Hmph—"

Within moments, the boy was brutally struck on the arm with a club, and as he groaned in pain, the black bread fell to the ground from his hand.

Seeing the boy unarmed, the other thug swung a heavy punch from the side, smashing hard into the boy’s face.

The recipient of the punch felt his head reel, a mix of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy sensations rushing to his nose, as bright red blood gushed forth, spattering over his ragged clothes.

After this blow, the boy wobbled as if drunk and fell to the ground unsteadily, followed by a flurry of punches and kicks like a sudden storm.

The boy, with no strength to fight back, could only instinctively protect his head, desperately enduring the intense pain in his body.

However, unnoticed by everyone in the room, when the black talisman came into contact with the boy’s blood, it suddenly flickered with a covert gleam.

Normally, this would have gone unnoticed, but under the watchful gaze of Anvis’s high-rank spiritual power, the seemingly hidden changes in the pendant did not escape his sight.

As Anvis sensed the whole scene, the Favored by Destiny that the boy carried had become exceedingly active, ready to erupt at any moment.

If Anvis hadn’t appeared, the scene would unfold with the two thugs beating the boy mercilessly and then preparing to take turns assaulting the girl in front of him.

But in this critical moment, overwhelmed by anger and despair, the boy’s strong spiritual fluctuations would activate his Golden Finger, which in turn would Burst Seed to save himself and his sister, marking the beginning of a classic heroic tale.

However, at this juncture, Anvis had no intention of letting the original script play out any further.

As a Prophet, he was about to leave his first mark in the young man’s story.

So, taking advantage of the lull before Landon’s outbreak, the movements of the two thugs suddenly froze, as if they were flies sealed in amber.

The pain coursing through his body vanished unexpectedly, and the puzzled boy opened his eyes to find the two thugs completely motionless, which left him somewhat bewildered.

However, at this moment, a voice from outside the door cleared his confusion.

"Are you all okay?"

The dim room suddenly brightened as a young man dressed as a Travel Mage appeared at the doorway of the shack, a bright white Light Ball floating beside him, endowing his face with a gentle and radiant quality.

After assessing the situation in the room, the young man made a gesture, and two light green Life Recovery Magic Balls emerged beside him, integrating into the bodies of the two boys lying on the ground.

Visibly, as the Radiance of the spell fell, all kinds of wounds on their bodies instantly vanished as if they had never been injured.

Astonished at this miraculous scene, Landon was dumbfounded for a moment, staring at Anvis, unsure of what to do.

"Well then, I’ll take these two with me."

Seeing the boy’s silence, Anvis didn’t mind, and after smiling, he prepared to leave with the two thugs carried by his spiritual power.

"Please, wait a moment, respected Mage sir!"

As Anvis turned to leave, the boy named Landon suddenly came to his senses, glanced quickly at his sister, then fell to his knees before Anvis with his voice Shaking.

"Sir, please save my sister. She has recently caught a strange disease, and she is still so young.

If you’re willing to help, I will give you all my savings... no, I am also willing to become your servant, at your disposal, just to have her cured."

Landon had seen those who contracted the Crystal Disease, how over time, the crystallization of their bodies worsened, eventually spreading to the heart or head resulting in death.

Even if one risked severe bleeding to cruelly remove the crystals, new ones would emerge from the skin all the same.

Listening to the boy’s somewhat incoherent pleas, Anvis fell silent for a moment, and then he sighed softly.

"That’s Crystal Disease, child, caused by a Special kind of new disaster, and currently, there is no particularly good solution, I am powerless to help it."

Saying so, in the midst of Landon’s disappointed gaze, his tone suddenly shifted.

"However, I am also curious about the operating pattern of this new type of magic disease. Forget about becoming my servant—if you don’t mind, you could bring your sister to me at this address: 14 Marigold Lane, in a few days.

I plan to open an Alchemy Shop there. Once there, I can study your sister’s condition, and perhaps find a cure—"

"Really? Thank you so much, sir!..."

Leaving the shack amid Landon’s profuse gratitude, Anvis looked up at the sky, sensing the sudden increase of more than a dozen units of feedback from Fate and fell into a somber silence.

Detonating the Eternal Core was a decision he had made at the time.

Therefore, it seemed only right that he should be the one to bear the consequences of that decision.