The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Abel was clicking his tongue, impressed. "The recipe for the Yellow Shrive should have been lost in time, only for me to encounter one here, today... The sun has yet to set on traditional Draconia medicine!"

"Traditional Draconia medicine?" Yed scoffed in obvious contempt.

Abel snorted in turn. "Boy, don't think that traditional Draconia medicine loses out to foreign medicine. The only issue is that most of our discipline has been lost in time—otherwise, foreign medicine cannot even hope to catch up to our pride!"

"No, Mr. Loggins. I'm just curious," Yed groaned. "From the way you said it before, my father's condition was beyond saving, and now you're saying that a simple pill can bring him back to life?"

"Yes!" Abel exclaimed confidently.

With that, they watched as a servant picked up the powdered remains of the Yellow Shrive carefully.

and was about to feed it to Ciril, Hal whipped out a pebble out of nowhere and threw it squarely

holding, its contents spilling everywhere—there

and the air in the room turned stiff, Hal was laughing loudly and pointing at the servant. "Dad, just look at

boy is too spoiled, and there's no chance of saving Mr. Janko now. In that case, I have no reason to stay.

to leave, Hal was laughing even more loudly. "Oh, geezer! Why are you leaving? Aren't you going

Hal right then, but he had priorities

faded into the distance,

he say?"

his head, too frustrated to

and slapping himself endlessly.

"What do I even keep you around for?! Someone get in here, and cut him