Blaire, already gotten what he needed, quickly excused himself and left the area. He didn't even care about his left hand, which now has a white bone protruding out from it.
Outside, he quickly opened his palm, checking the pill's condition. Seeing it was alright, Blaire felt relieved.
He then put it back into his pocket and took out a bottle filled with clear water.
If Alex were here, he would recognize this water since it's his favorite. Even though it's clear in color, there is something different than normal water that would allow Alex to quickly recognize it as spice water.
Blaire opened the cap and poured the liquid over his broken hand. When the liquid came out, it was a little different than what Alex used to drink; it was thicker in consistency, almost like a gel.
The moment it hit his palm, a cold sensation washed over the wound, the gel quickly reacting, mending his hand. It only took a few seconds before the wound quickly healed. Sёarch* The Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Seeing his hand healed, Blaire's face doesn't show any relief; instead, it's filled with worry.
'Just whose side should I take now? The king can even make this kind of liquid. How about the sentinel? Can he still win?' Blaire sighed to himself.
If he can choose, he will prefer the Sentinel side, but with his current circumstances, it's just impossible.
He then rode his chariot, making his way back toward his house. Along the way, he took out the black pill again.
The pill was solid black with a rough texture; it felt solid but fragile at the same time. With a pinch of his hand, even with no strength, the pill would be squashed.
He had spent a lot of money and resources looking for a way to recreate this antidote, but it was all futile.
"I did find some of the material, but most is something I had never seen; just where did the king get all this information?
Is it those women? But there is no way it's them; I am the one who gifted them to the king."
Blaire thought hard but could not find any clue.
In the past, the king wouldn't even dare to think of a rebellion, but after Blaire gave the king the two women to ensure his marriage with Sasha ran smoothly, the king started to change.
He became more powerful and cruel. The public doesn't know about this, but the number of nobles that were killed by the king's hand has easily reached a hundred now.
The king also became more greedy and lustful; those who didn't agree with him or even tried to talk back to him would have their wives and daughters taken as his concubines, while all their wealth was taken by the king.
This made Blaire wonder just what the king found that he suddenly dared to do. The King's Power also grew exponentially in the past, even when Blaire could defeat him.
The other option is that the king now is fake.
Blaire sighed, then his eyes turned determined, "What matters now is for me to find the cure; whatever happens to this kingdom doesn't matter."
It didn't take long for the chariot to land back at his place.
Alex and the others were already seated in the guest area waiting for him. But Blaire didn't directly talk to them; instead, he went somewhere else first.
Seeing Blaire excuse himself for a minute made Alex frown. Alex wanted to stop him, but Blaire didn't even give him a chance before leaving them.
"Let's follow him," Alex said, looking toward the hallway Blaire disappeared into.
As he walked toward it, two people came and barred his path, "Sorry, sir, but I cannot let you pass."
Alex was now in a hurry; normally, he would wait for Blaire to come back first, then talk to him, finding a hole in his argument, but now, with his sister in danger, he didn't care about pleasantries.
BAM! With two swings of his hand, both guards were knocked out.
Walking through the hallway, he found stairs reaching the second floor.
Along the way, Alex didn't bat an eye, knocking each guard down and making William, Roxy, and Lily dazed, following behind him.
They felt Alex was too reckless now, but feeling the atmosphere around him, they didn't dare to say anything for fear of upsetting him further.
BAM! KNOCK! BAM!
Alex utilized his qi, making sure he knocked each of them out in one hit cleanly without any lingering wounds.
It didn't take long for them to reach an ornate wooden door, signifying the room was special. Alex kicked the door open, making Blaire, who was inside, quickly raise his hand.
"YOU! Who told you that you can come here?"
If not for the place he was in, Blaire would have already attacked while calling for his security to surround Alex.
Alex doesn't reply to what Blaire says. He felt puzzled by what he saw; his mind quickly linked the situation with what he knew, but it made him feel there were many important pieces of information he missed.
Lily, meanwhile, gasped in surprise, putting her hand over her mouth. Her eyes widened, focusing on the bed.
The room is the main bedroom in this house, the one Blaire used. On the bed lay an unconscious woman that looked like a dried husk. The lips were cracked, while the cheeks were sunk in like in the elderly.
"Sasha?" Lily mumbled, then walked slowly toward the bed. But Blaire stood up, blocking her path.
"Don't come close to her."
Seeing Blaire stand in front of her made Lily's gaze turn sharp. "What did you do to her!? I knew I should have taken your head when I had the chance."
"Take my head!? You self-righteous wench, this is all your fault! If not because of you, she wouldn't be hurt like this!"
"My Fault!? How could it be my fault? She marries you, and now she ends up like this.
If it's not you, whose fault is this? I am sure this happened because of what you do!"