The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 503

Felix's lips curved into a subtle smile, though his words carried a polite tone. "Xena, I wasn't trying to dodge, really. It's just that-"

"Come if you want! I don't care!"

The call ended abruptly with a sharp click. Felix rubbed his nose, chuckling at her short temper. Her promotion clearly came with a proportional rise in her fiery attitude.

Of course, he was going to go. But since this was Xena's domain, he figured he might as well use the opportunity to make her owe him a favor, If she could soften her stance and influence Curtis, things would undoubtedly take a smoother turn. When Feliz arrived at the Wolfie troops' base, Alistair was already waiting at the entrance.

"Where's the wanted criminal?" Felix asked.

"In the infirmary," Alistair replied, hesitating slightly.

Felix raised an eyebrow. "Out with it. What's the issue?"

"Well... someone's already treating him."

Felix tilted his head, intrigued. "Didn't you say your doctor couldn't handle the situation? What happened? Did someone suddenly have a miracle epiphany?"

said you couldn't Alistair shifted uncomfortably under Felix's gaze. "Mr. Zeller, when you make it earlier, I contacted headquarters and informed Lady Summers afterward. But then, when Lady Summers called you, you agreed to come."

past it, he changed the subject. "So, headquarters sent someone? They got

happened to be a doctor already in Canraville, so they dispatched him to us

infirmary, Felix asked, "Who is it? Xander? Wesley?

Ethan Calhorn. He said he was from Medic's Haven. After examining

his interest piqued. "Medic's Haven, huh? Then it should

about Medic's Haven, having learned about it from Gerald. It was considered a sacred place in traditional medicine, revered for its dedication to preserving and advancing the art

emerged from Medic's Haven, though from different generations. The haven was steeped in tradition, with rules that had

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for years.

was required to train there for ten years-no

each stint lasting no less than six months, to travel across Dragonia and provide free medical care. This practice instilled both hands-on experience

Haven, and everything his mentor had shared left him with a favorable impression of

the haven's strict protocols, Ethan, who facilitated their entry, was far more relaxed. Thanks

quietly, her expression neutral. She glanced briefly at Felix but said

the last of

the patient is

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Dr. Calhorn. Your timely arrival was critical