Abel then finished, "All I ask is for some pointers from you, Mr. Lawrence, and me and my family shall always be indebted to your generous favor."

"Your family?" Frank became interested just then.

Ned hurried to him, explaining, "Mr. Lawrence, Mr. Loggins' family is a dynasty of doctors and healers. They are the top family in Morhen when it comes to the medical field, owning hospitals and apothecaries."

"I see..." Frank stroked his chin, more or less hatching an idea.

He would probably fail if he stood against the Lionhearts and the Turnbulls on his own. But that might not be the case with Ned and his family's help.

As for the Loggins, they seemed to hold considerable influence in Morhen as a family of doctors, and Frank would certainly like to make their acquaintance should there be an opportunity.

With that in mind, he nodded. "I can see that you're very sincere—just leave me your address. I'll visit some time when I'm free."

"Wonderful!"

beard was bristling from his excitement, and he promptly whipped out his business card and passed it to Frank. "My family resides in Inner West Morhen. You can visit me at Loggins Apothecary if you'd like to meet

and accepted

I shall bid my leave," Abel said

all. It was his lifelong ambition to study traditional Draconia medicine, and he could

scowling Yed. "What are

the body language and general behavior of everyone in the room, Frank had already seen through Yed's intentions. As such, he was not about

when he

agreed reward?" Frank leveled him a look of glee. "Eight hundred million dollars. No

bring it right away, Mr. Lawrence." Lothar

to Frank, he was not about to be glib with the man, just as he had no reason to spare

enough to reach prominence in Morhen? Eight hundred million dollars was really

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