Chapter 1966


    Although Wynn didn''t know exactly who Persephone was, he could tell she was a girl her family had


    cherished since birth. Now that she was unable to return home and amidst the chaos in Flinge, she


    must be feeling very scared.


    Then there was Morpheus... Even though his life was saved, he had been lying in bed for over half a


    month, barely conscious.


    When he wasn''t clear-headed, he would call out Persephone''s name. When he was lucid, he would


    stare nkly at the ceiling, perhaps thinking about Persephone.


    If only they could meet...


    Seamus suddenly spoke up. "By the way, Wynn, how is Morpheus doing?"


    Wynn paused for a moment before honestly replying, "Not too good. That match was an ident. The


    thing he took before the match... Anyway, he was schemed against. I suspect it was Fat Jim... But who


    knows? These things are hard to say."


    Seamus narrowed his eyes, lifted the ss in front of him, and downed its content.


    "Morpheus is severely injured. He''s just holding on to life right now. What happens next... it''s up to


    God."


    "Take this to him."


    "What?"


    Wynn was taken aback only to see Seamus toss several packets onto the table. He picked them up


    and smelled them. They all carried an herbal scent.


    "These are pre-concocted herbs. Take them to Morpheus."


    "This..."


    "Don''t worry." Seamus smirked. "Sephy prepared them."


    "Sephy?" Wynn was astonished.


    "Yes, Morpheus should know. Sephy knows a bit about this stuff." Seamus raised his hand.


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    "That night, I was almost beaten to death, and Sephy''s been making this herbal concoction for me. This


    form reduces swelling and stops bleeding. It works."


    "Really..." Wynn smiled. "I didn''t know Sephy knew how to prepare medicine!"


    Seamus nodded, but there was something cryptic in his smile. He had long ago detected that


    something was off about the medicine.


    Persephone had spent her childhood in Southeast Aciatic, and he had too. When


    Persephone learned about herbal medicine from the royal doctors there, how could he have not heard


    about it? Given their shared exposure, how could he not realize that the medicine was problematic?


    In fact, Persephone must have known the medicine was problematic as well! Yet, she still made him


    take it! What was she trying to do? Was she trying to harm him?


    Seamus clenched his fists, a chill shing in his eyes.


    "In that case, let me thank you on behalf of Morpheus!" Wynn smiled.


    "No worries," Seamus said tly. "He had also taken care of Sephy before. I should thank him if


    anything. Wynn, when you return, don''t forget to tell him that... Sephy specifically prepared this


    medicine for him, okay?"


    He emphasized the words "specifically prepared" through gritted teeth.


    Wynn didn''t grasp his meaning and continued to respond with a smile. "Yeah, yeah, I get it! This is


    Sephy''s heartfelt gesture toward him!"


    "Right." Seamus sneered. "As long as you understand!"


    Meanwhile, Persephone was rummaging through Seamus'' room, overturning everything.


    She didn''t know what she was looking for—she was just aimlessly searching. The chilling words on that


    note haunted her mind like a nightmare.


    [Beware of those around you.]


    Apart from Seamus, who else could be considered as people around her?