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qAfter another pause, William continued, “At first, Monica wanted to contact you, but I know the kind of person you are—you won't accept my arrangements—so I asked her to approach you in a different way. And... she ended up with a strange plan to fool you.”

“I got it,” Francesca replied with a soft laugh. “I never thought that you'd understand me so well—that you know I'd run back to S Nation after hearing me lose my temper. You knew that I wouldn't like someone tailing me around, so you got Monica to protect me in a different way.”

As she spoke, she could not help but think, If only that dummy Danrique knows me this well too. Sadly... it seems like he never knows what's going on in my head. He only knows how to treat me aggressively.

Seemingly knowing what Francesca was worried about, William added, “By the way, I don't think Dr. Felch's condition is severe. I was on the mountain for a few days and saw his apprentice and a young lady brewing herbal concoctions every day. However, they spoke light-heartedly, so I guess that it's only a common cold. Otherwise, they would have been panicking.”

“That's good to know.”

Francesca sighed in relief. It was then she realized she had accidentally let slip her relationship with her master earlier.

Fortunately, it was William, so there was no harm in letting him know.

William continued asking. “Who's the one after you? Do you need me to intervene

myself,” Francesca answered, not wanting to trouble

crouched down to check his condition. The moment she caught sight

fruit tea when he heard

much worse than before.” Francesca checked William's back with a grave look. “His lumbar region isn't the only thing affected. There's something

Felch, please save His

and when I treated you for that, your legs

off, seemingly lost in her

speak your mind?” William urged. “Could it be that I've

a test. What about this? Head to the hospital to do a full-body check-up with blood tests

course, of course. I'll work on it once we're

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