Having made up her mind, Alice decided to delay her entry into Extalia for the time being. She wanted to see who this healer was and so she booked a room at the inn for a few nights. ’Where do we even begin the search?’ Alice let out a sigh. Currently, she was sitting on one of the tallest towers within this city. Nethril wasn’t small by any means, but due to the fog that would wash over the city, it was difficult for people to see the full scale of this place. From this spot, Alice could barely see the streets. Just a blanket of fog with buildings poking out from the mass. [I think the strangest part is that even with all the rumours circulating the city, the healer doesn’t seem to care. He shows up, heals, then leaves. No more no less.] Cayla folded her arms. ’You’d almost think he wants to get found.’ Alyss leaned back. Since he wasn’t revealing himself properly, it’s clear that he’s someone who doesn’t want people to know who he is. Yet despite the rumours, he didn’t shy away from performing his task. ’There’s also the rumour of the Lord coming to the City. They’re probably keeping their aura under control since I can’t sense them at all.’ Alice furrowed her brows. Sitting at the highest point wasn’t just to enjoy the sights. Similar to how Gwen would map out the city using her Vision, Alice was using Cayla to memorise the movement of energy. If he’s someone who could undo the effects of Abyss Water, then whenever he performs his miracles, Alice would be able to spot the sudden surge. Stepping off the boat, Theron held one hand behind his back while guards carried the box his wife was resting in. He glanced at the fog covered city and took a deep breath. "This fog... When did it arrive?" He asked a nearby attendant. "The fog has been present for the past month Lord Merias." The attendant bowed. The city Lord had tasked her to serve and guide Lord Merias during his stay here. As a well established Lord and governor, offending the man in front of them was a death penalty. No matter what he asked, what he wanted, she had to offer. Even if it was her own body. "A month... So around the same time the rumours began." Theron narrowed his eyes. "What’s the latest rumour on the divine healer? Where did they appear and what did they do?" He asked as the attendant calmly bowed. She had been prepared for this. Lord Merias was visiting for one reason and one reason alone. The healer. Check latest chapters at novel·fıre·net "Word on the street is tha-" "Spare me the words and just get to the point." Theron shook his head. "West side. Monger’s market, cured a fisherman who had Abyss Water seep into a wound on his arm during fishing." "Did anyone actually see him or was it simply a rumour? And what about the fisherman? Is he still around." Theron raised an eyebrow. "Four witnesses. The fisherman was seen speaking about it. But due to him not having any scars, it was hard to believe. Some say all five of them are in on it." The attendant replied immediately. "No scars? Impressive. Have all the previous cases been or is it just this one?" Theron praised while gesturing for the attendant to lead the way. Behind him, the guards followed while carrying the carriage with his wife. "Unfortunately, all of the cases have left no scars. He doesn’t go for patients who have suffered for a long time, but rather those who have been recently afflicted." Based on this information, it was a safe assumption that his power probably had a time limit attached to its activation. Of course, there was also a chance that the healer simply ignored those who suffered for a long time. "Has anyone tried to prove it by risking their own life?" He asked. He’s seen all kinds of stupid people in his life. It wouldn’t surprise him at all if an idiot drank Abyss Water wanting to prove it’s real or even disprove it. Idiots don’t think about consequences after all. The attendant scratched her cheek. "Unfortunately there have been a couple. People purposefully wounding themselves using Abyss Water then crying about it on the streets. The healer never showed up and the lucky ones simply got an amputation." It was embarrassing to have citizens , especially when a Lord was visiting their city. Their impression of this place would naturally decrease. "Why such shame? There are always people . If anything, it’s simply natural selection at this point. But at least they’ve proven themselves useful." Theron shook his head. With this, it’s proven that the healer wouldn’t just show up whenever there’s an injury. Certain conditions must be fulfilled for him to appear. Just as he stepped into the gates of the city, he froze and frowned. "Can I assume that’s the City Lord’s method of tracking down the healer?" Either the attendant didn’t know about this or it was someone else. And with a detection range this big... Theron decided to check it out. ’Hm? Someone’s coming.’ Alice glanced towards her right. She could feel a pair of eyes staring at her, their presence approaching rapidly. They didn’t seem hostile but Alice wasn’t going to risk it. Snapping her finger, a disguise washed over her in an instant. Her height stayed the same. Instead of split hair between black and white, Alice’s hair was now light maroon. Her bangs were a lot longer and covered both eyes. A large scar covered the upper half of her face, a disguise to act blind to justify the large detection range. And as for her outfit, she wore a loose fitting white shirt with a black long sleeved undershirt. A pair of shorts with belts holding a few vials and a pouch along with some tights. And finally, a pair of black boots. Snapping her fingers, she swapped out a few Sigils and created a giant web of threads, preventing anyone from approaching unless they wanted to trigger her traps. Stopping by the boundary of this network, a well dressed man traced his finger along the thread. "How may I help a fine gentlemen such as yourself?" Alice smiled, adjusting her voice. Compared to her usual tone, her voice was now soft and gentle, unhurried and calm. Like a gentle breeze or the calm waves, not a speck of emotion could be detected with the exception of what she wanted to show. That being amusement. "Apologies for the interruption. I was simply curious as to the source of this gaze was I sensing. And to think it was a beautiful lady at that." Theron bowed politely. "My my, you have quite the sweet tongue. But I doubt you came here just to see me." Alice chuckled while internally she was screaming. After all, the man in front of her had nine f*cking Sigils! [Why do you keep finding Lords!?!?] Cayla shouted, preparing to figure out the title if a fight was to break out. ’Do I look like I have the answer? If I can avoid f*ckers I would! I didn’t even know he was a Lord until I saw the Sigils!’ Alice screamed back. She couldn’t help but feel a little nervous since she wasn’t prepared to see a man that’s reached the pinnacle of power. "Indeed. I came to this city in search of a healer. Judging by the scars across your eyes, may I assume you are of the same mind?" Theron asked. Through the gaps of her bangs, he could see the scars that have destroyed her face. Her eyes that have lost their light. She was facing him yet looking past him. No... Saying that she was looking at him was a stretch. He couldn’t feel her gaze, only the strange net of detection she had spread out that felt similar to an eye looking at him from another realm. "Perhaps. But you... You’re not injured are you? For what reason do you have to seek the Healer?" Alice laughed elegantly while hiding her mouth. Her heartbeat was beginning to calm down. He seems to be here for a conversation, the reasonable kind of Lord rather than someone who did whatever they wanted. And if that was the case, she could reason with him and avoid a fight. Maybe he’s someone like the Ferryman. A person who did whatever they wanted without caring about the world. "I seek his power to cure my beloved. She has been ravaged by a strange condition for many months now and even the finest healers in the Abyss have struggled with her condition." Theron shook his head. "So perhaps a man of miracles such as himself would be able to help heal her condition." "Oh my~ how romantic. A man of your power seeking out a healer for your beloved. She must feel blessed to have someone like you by her side." Alice clapped her hands as Theron nodded his head in thanks. "It’s rude of me but I must ask, have you found any clues on the man’s whereabouts? Perhaps we can join hands and work together." Theron offered. Even if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s here for the divine healer, a Hunter with a detection range this large was someone worthy of his attention. Someone he wanted to recruit to work under him. Though... despite hinting that she knew of his power, she didn’t seem interested. So Theron had no desire to push for recruitment. Instead, he’ll settle for a collaborative effort in tracking down this illusive healer. Alice scratched her chin. Collaborating with a nine Sigil Lord wasn’t an opportunity she got often. No matter how often she ran into Lords. And since he’s doing this for his wife, it could also be a chance for her to make him owe her one. A favour that she could cash in with a nine Sigil Lord... Now that’s something Alice wanted. "Very well, let us find this healer together."