“Doctor, not only did I betray my guild for you, but I also killed my senior. You’re so mean for calling me that.” Azalea pouted with a bitter expression.
“What exactly are you trying to do?” Dustin questioned her. “Don’t overthink it. I just want to be friends with you, nothing more,” Azalea said with a grin.
“I don’t think I can afford to be your friend. There might come a day where you’d thrust a knife into my back,” Dustin responded bluntly.
“Hey, I can’t bear to do that. Besides, if anyone is thrusting anything, it’d be you.” She smiled charmingly.
The corners of Dustin’s mouth twitched upon hearing her words. Did this woman just make a dirty joke?
“If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving.” Unwilling to stay any longer, Dustin prepared to leave and. picked up the unconscious Dahlia.
“Hold on.” Azalea suddenly took out a small vial and passed it to Dustin. “This is the antidote for Tranqurin. You should take it. Otherwise, you’ll have serious long-term effects.”
“There’s no need. I wasn’t poisoned.” Dustin shook his head.
Azalea was taken aback. “You weren’t poisoned? But you were sweating and lost your strength.”
“You guys can’t be the only ones allowed to act, don’t you think?” Dustin replied nonchalantly.
Although Tranqurin was powerful, it was only effective against martial artists below the rank of grandmasters. When used against grandmasters, its effects were greatly diminished. The remaining effects of the poison would be easily neutralized.
“You pretended so well that even I couldn’t tell.” Azalea was in shock for a moment, then she rolled her eyes. “If I had known you weren’t poisoned, I wouldn’t have taken such a big risk and killed my senior. I just put myself in trouble.”
“I appreciate your goodwill. Consider me indebted to you this time.” Dustin changed the subject. No matter how he could have settled the situation himself, she did help him and even gave him. the antidote voluntarily. Naturally, he had to accept her kindness.
“I’m reassured by your words.” Azalea chuckled and gave a satisfied smile. “Oh, by the way, you need to stab me before you go.”
“Stab you? Why?” Dustin was perplexed.
“We should complete the show. My seniors are dead, and I won’t be able to explain it to my mentor if I return back unharmed. So, I need your help to stab me in the chest.” Azalea opened up her coat as she spoke, revealing her voluptuous bosom.
“Is that necessary?” Dustin frowned. “The Dark Lord is not a good person. The venomous curse has been dispelled from your body anyway. He won’t be able to control you any longer. Why do you still continue to be his disciple?”
“I didn’t expect you to care about me, doctor. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I’ll leave when the time is
right, but now is not the time.” Azalea smirked.
“I’m just giving you advice. The specifics are up to you.” Dustin left it to her to decide instead.
“Come now. Leave me a memento.” Azalea spread her arms as if she was ready to be slaughtered.
Dustin was helpless. He had no choice but to pick up a dagger and stab her in the chest. His aim was precise, avoiding any lethal areas and sensitive parts.
Azalea hissed. “That really hurt!”
“You got stabbed for no reason; of course, it hurt.” Dustin took out a pill and handed it to her, saying, “This is Haemotrol. It’ll help you heal faster. Take it when you see fit.”
“Thanks, doctor.” Azalea smiled sweetly. It appeared as if she remembered something as she suddenly said, “Oh, right. It’ll be the New Year soon. Ask the Harmons to be careful. They might have a difficult year ahead. My mentor, the Dark Lord, has arrived at Millsburg. He might even step in personally.”
“I understand. Thanks for the warning.” Dustin nodded thoug
Was the Dark Lord finally appearing after laying low for so long? Hel
they could take the necessary precautions soon.
ad to notify the Harmons so
