Chapter 198


    After tending to Felix''s wounds and seeing to his poison, Vivienne skillfully reset his broken bones by


    touch alone.


    She then applied a cooling balm to his exposed injuries. It was a blessing in disguise that his wounds


    were open, saving her the pain of having to make any further incisions.


    Once she''d finished, Vivienne set about splinting Felix''s limbs, wrapping them securely.


    Although Vivienne hadn''t given him any pain relief, Felix felt considerably less pain once his bones had


    been reset.


    The balm she''d applied to his wounds was soothing and cooling. If he weren''t immobilized, he''d have


    believed himself to be well on the road to recovery. He couldn''t help but be in awe of the highly revered


    Specter Healer''s medical prowess.


    "How long before my injuries arepletely healed?" He couldn''t resist asking again.


    Vivienne gave him a meaningful nce before replying. "Under normal circumstances, you should be


    back on your feet in a month."


    But these were not normal circumstances.


    While she''d been setting his bones, she''d surreptitiously nted a tiny needle in his vein.


    "Oh, great Specter Healer, can you save my cousin?" Arabe, scared from her previous insolence


    towards Vivienne, asked timidly. Upon hearing that Felix''s injuries could heal in a month, she couldn''t


    help but think of her paralyzed cousin, Tristan.


    Arabe''s concern for Tristan wasn''t out of deep affection, but rather because he was obedient to her.


    He was a loyal servant. It would be a waste if he remained paralyzed.


    As long as there was hope, she would try to save him.


    Putting on her usual pitiful facade, Arabe tearfully pleaded with Vivienne. "My cousin was hurt


    defending me from viins and is now confined to his bed. All the doctors we''ve consulted have said


    they can''t help him. You''re his only hope. He''s a good man, yet he suffers so. It''s heart-wrenching to


    see him in such a state. Please save him!"


    Vivienne looked down at Arabe, finding the situation rather amusing. If Arabe knew that she was


    one of the ''viins'' responsible for Tristan''s current state, her reaction would be priceless.


    Unfortunately, Vivienne had no ns to reveal her identity just yet.


    "Save him?" Vivienne asked with a smirk. "I can, but for a price."


    "Name it! I''ll do anything!" Arabe replied earnestly. "Even if it means serving you and fetching your


    water, I''m willing!"


    Arabe''sst sentence was purposefully suggestive. She was hoping that the Specter Healer would


    take her in. If she couldn''t be a disciple initially, she was sure she could win her favor eventually.


    If only she knew that the woman she was trying to impress, the woman she hoped to call her master,


    was Vivienne. She would be mortified.


    "No need for all that." Vivienne nced at Felix, who was lying on the bed. "Just kill him, and I''ll save


    your cousin."


    "What?!" Arabe was shocked. She looked up and realized that she could now move.


    She stood up. Vivienne gestured towards the knife on the table, the one she''d used to treat Felix''s


    wounds. "The knife''s right there. He can''t move. He won''t put up a fight."


    "Specter Healer, what is the meaning of this?!" Felix demanded while ring at Vivienne.


    Vivienne remained silent while looking at Arabe. "What''s the matter? Can’t do it?"


    Arabe looked at Vivienne, then at Felix, and finally at the knife still stained with Felix''s blood.


    After weighing the benefits of having the Specter Healere back with her to the Brooks family to


    save Tristan, she clenched her teeth, picked up the knife, and walked towards Felix.


    "Arabe, you want to kill me?" Felix''s face was grim as he warned Arabe. "Think carefully!"


    Suddenly, Arabe remembered thepromising photos and videos Felix held over her head. If she


    killed him now, those would be stered all over the inte.


    The knife dropped from Arabe''s hand with a resounding tter. She covered her face as tears began


    streaming down her face. "I...I can''t do it. I can''t kill someone..."


    "It seems you don''t care much for your cousin." Vivienne scoffed.


    Arabe lowered her eyes to conceal the resentment in them.


    Tristan was nothing more than a faithful servant to her. How could she risk her reputation and future for


    him?


    Herpromising materials were in Felix''s hands. She couldn''t kill him now.


    For her sake, she had to sacrifice Tristan.


    "Get out." Vivienne looked down at Arabe, who was half a head shorter than her. "You''re in my way."


    "But...but..." Arabe nced at Felix, hesitating.


    "If you don''t leave, would you prefer to kneel here forever?" Vivienne asked coldly.


    Arabe trembled, not daring to say another word. She turned and fled.


    "Specter Healer, what was that all about?!" Felix questioned her once Arabe was out of earshot.


    "Omen, you''re a bit thick." Vivienne replied with a softugh. She picked up a clean piece of cloth from


    the table and began to delicately clean the blood and residual ointment from her fingers.


    The dim light in the cabin cast a warm glow on her slender fingers as she cleaned them meticulously.


    The sight of her, with her head bowed as she worked diligently, was strangely captivating.


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    Felix furrowed his brows in confusion, his gazending on the unfinished splints on the wooden table. A


    chill ran through him. "How did you know I was buried in a graveyard?"


    Vivienne paused, turning her face towards him with an enigmatic smile.


    His heart sank under her gaze.


    "And how did you know my limbs were broken? How could you have prepared the splints and


    medicines in advance?"


    "You’re not entirely clueless, it seems." Vivienne conceded, discarding the soiled bandage. She slipped


    one hand into her pocket as the other pulled off the eerie mask she wore, revealing her face to Felix.


    His pupils constricted. Shock and anger now radiated from his re at the unmasked woman, whose


    face was filled with mockery.


    "Vivienne! It was you all along!"


    He had never suspected that the renowned Specter Healer was none other than Vivienne.


    For the first time, Felix felt the cold grip of fear. He had assumed that he held a favor from the Specter


    Healer, and thus he had remained calm when Percival had him sealed in a coffin and buried


    underground. He had believed that, with the Specter Healer owing him, he would never die.


    But now...


    "You... you can''t kill me!" Felix tried to move, but his broken limbs wouldn''t cooperate. "Don''t forget that


    you owe me a favor! You have to save me! If you break your word, everyone will know you''re a fraud!"


    "I always keep my promises." Vivienne responded. A meaningful smile graced her lips as she looked at


    Felix. "I''ve already fulfilled your request."