Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2889 On The Road

Arabella is merely a pawn in the game, he thought.

A treasure that could greatly enhance one's power would undoubtedly catch Toby's attention. If I could reach the advanced grandmaster level in my cultivation base, coupled with my status as the eldest son, I would have a definite advantage in claiming the throne. "Your Highness, you mentioned two things earlier. I wonder what the other matter is," the Minister of Border Affairs, Zedran, prompted.

His words brought Toby back to reality. The prince pulled out a small note from his pocket.

"I received a message this morning. It states that Matthew is currently staying on the Sacred Mount."

The guests' eyes widened in surprise. Given their status and relationship with the prince, they were well aware of the existence of the Sacred Mount.

However, that place had always been known for its neutrality and not taking any sides. Even the ruler of Montiria himself had only managed to speak to them on its outskirts with the help of the experts and had never set foot there. I wonder what Matthew is capable of that granted him entrance, Toby wondered.

"There's no need to be surprised. Things happen for a reason. As Matthew is already staying in the mountains, we don't need to torment ourselves with how he got in. Also, let's think about the matter through. Even though we won't be openly involved, we must obtain the artifact."

turned his gaze to

Zedran. Matthew's wife and his trusted subordinates are heading toward the Sacred Mount. Does the

the words. Matthew was the cause of his son's disfigurement. He had planned to flatter Iris through

Raphael was disfigured, he

his blood boil. His fist clenched the glass tightly, causing the glass to creak under

planned to settle the score with Matthew,

a knowing look, not taking this matter to heart. After all, it was just a trivial matter. Furthermore, it had nothing to do

to reach the Sacred

the mountain after you,

rewards. Therefore, they gathered to discuss and finally decided to erect a statue for me. I tried my best to stop them." It was clear that his attempt to stop

You're doing well. At this rate, the villagers will worship you. By that time, I'll drop your name whenever I encounter a

hand, trying to caress Paintaker's head out of habit. However,

realized he could no longer joke around like he used to. Such rules are made to be