Frank finished, "Just mention my name, and you can enjoy special service and medicinal baths that won't lose out to the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom." "Really?!"

Yosil's eyes lit up. "I've heard about the farm resort myself, but I've never been and therefore presumed it to be some publicity stunt. I didn't expect it to be your work... In that case, I shall visit it myself."

While they were speaking, Ira Summers approached them with a glass in hand. "Apologies, Frank... I meant, Elder Lawrence. I've spoken insolently, and as an apprentice of Kornac's Keep, I hope you'd see past my indiscretion..." His tentative mannerisms left Frank chuckling and shaking his head.

He did not really take offense anyway and clinked glasses with Ira, a gesture to let bygones be bygones.

Still, it had been a long day for Frank as he soon rushed to Riverton from Norsedam, but at the very least, Mark Lane was saved.

Reaching Lanevillle, Frank immediately refined a pill with the Stellar Windroot and worked through the night.

By early next morning, Frank fed Mark the pill, and Mark finally opened his eyes as everyone looked on worriedly.

He was enfeebled and needed time to recuperate, but he was mostly fine.

Seeing that, the Lane family were once again thanking Frank.

especially grateful. He was even fawning over Frank after he was forced into becoming the head of the family, only

end, Frank was left smiling wearily-it was first the Yimmels, and then Baba

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