A Man Like None Other

Inside the mayor’s mansion, Atlas looked anxiously at his daughter, his face etched with worry. Before him, his daughter, Effie Jablonski, was bound in chains and surrounded by an arcane array.

“Don’t blame me, Effie. I have no other choice. This is the only way to prevent you from hurting others, Atlas said, tears in his eyes.

He didn’t want to do this, but after Effie killed several alchemists, the entire mayor’s mansion was besieged by rumors and criticism, leaving him with no alternative.

“Dad, don’t be sad. I won’t blame you. If my illness truly has no cure, then it’s better to end my life. I don’t wish to become a murderous lunatic,” Effie comforted her father.

“Rest assured, I’ve issued a notice. If anyone can cure you, I’m willing to agree to any of their demands. Even if it means relinquishing my mayorship, I’m prepared to do it. I just want you safe and sound.”

Atlas’ eyes brimmed with love and a readiness to sacrifice everything for his daughter.

of guilt upon hearing her father’s

where’s Mom? I haven’t seen her

whether

to stress from their daughter’s

for more information when the butler came in and reported to Atlas, “Mr. Jablonski, an alchemist named Mr. Goeckner has responded to your notice. He is

bring him in

to the

Where cultivators were common, alchemists were not, especially

and weak alchemist would garner

approached to greet him. “Mr. Goeckner, I hope you can save my daughter. Cure her, and

moment, fearing that his true identity as a Demonic Cultivator

me see what ails your daughter,” Hyrum said and turned to look at Effie,