Chapter 550 - 540: Treatment

Moira Lynch felt as light as if she were floating in the ocean.

As for Snowy, it was currently munching on the blue arrows, the ones that represented the Water Element.

This had never happened before, which only further proved how special these arrows were—they had even imbued her spiritual power with the essence of water.

But all in all, it wasn’t a bad experience.

Moira noticed Snowy had stopped after a single bite, seemingly to digest it. This had also happened when it ate the Flying Wheel.

So, Moira Lynch put Snowy, along with the remaining arrows, into her space to let it eat at its own pace.

After getting Snowy settled, Moira Lynch’s gaze fell upon the Arrow Tube.

At some point, the previously empty Arrow Tube had filled up with black arrows.

Moira Lynch drew one out. It was jet black from tip to tail; even its fletching was black. The arrowhead itself glinted with a metallic sheen.

’So this Arrow Tube is an item, too.’

Her attention had been so focused on the Elemental Arrow that she’d nearly overlooked it.

[Infinite Quiver: Endlessly produces an inexhaustible supply of arrows. Different arrows have different effects: Poison, Paralysis, Explosive, Signal, and Interference.

With the advancement of technology, increasingly powerful weapons were developed. Like the Elemental Arrow, it was collected by The Royal Court and stored in a special treasury.]

After storing the Infinite Quiver in her space, Moira Lynch found her enthusiasm for the remaining items waning. She had already acquired two powerful items that were perfectly to her liking.

Besides, she had already given the other items a cursory glance before coming back.

They were all powerful, but few were a good fit for her.

After saying goodbye to Kai York and the other two, Moira Lynch headed for the second floor. She hadn’t forgotten that she still had a patient waiting to be treated.

Upon returning to her room, Moira Lynch tidied up a bit, then went through the Teleportation Gate in her space to Cloudsea Planet.

Because she had brought quite a few people over before, Cloudsea Planet was now exceptionally lively.

After arriving, those people had taken a few days to get used to their new surroundings, but they had quickly adapted to life here.

Furthermore, to repay Moira Lynch—no, to repay SoySauceDrunkard for giving them this new life—they were all fired up and eager to show their gratitude.

However, the manufacturing processes for some items were incredibly complex. They had only just begun, so it would likely be some time before they saw any results.

Fortunately, patience was something Moira Lynch had in spades.

Moira Lynch prepared to contact the man using the information he’d given her.

Originally, she had wanted to bring him to Cloudsea Planet for treatment. After all, she would feel more at ease on her own territory.

’But on second thought, that would risk exposing Cloudsea Planet’s location.’

’Even though Cloudsea Planet was just a Garbage Star before and its location wasn’t a secret, the outside world doesn’t know about the changes here yet. It’s best to keep it under wraps for as long as I can.’

[Moira Lynch: Hello, this is Moira Lynch. I’m following up on my promise to treat you. When would be a good time to begin?]

She didn’t have to wait long; a reply came almost instantly.

[Greetings, Miss Lynn. I am Mr. Vance’s butler. He has already informed us of the situation. Regarding the time for the treatment, we would prefer it to be as soon as possible. I’m afraid Sir cannot hold on for much longer.]

’Can’t hold on for much longer?’

’That shouldn’t be right.’

The treatment Moira Lynch had performed before she left should have been enough to sustain him for another ten to fifteen days without any issue.

[Moira Lynch: Understood. Please send me an address, and I will get there as quickly as I can.]

There was a moment of silence from the other end before a location was sent.

Once she had the precise location, Moira Lynch immediately took out her Teleportation Gate and began searching for it.

But an awkward problem quickly arose: she couldn’t find the exact location they had provided, only lock onto the general vicinity.

It was like opening Google Maps but not being able to find the specific address you were looking for.

After she briefly explained the situation, they replied quickly, telling her to let them know once she arrived at the location and they would send someone to pick her up.

As the Teleportation Gate opened, Moira Lynch stepped through. When she opened her eyes again, the view had changed from an endless ocean to a lush, vibrant forest.

"Where am I?" Moira Lynch murmured, half to herself.

[Master, according to my search, we are currently on private territory. No wonder the Teleportation Gate was unable to get a precise lock. Unauthorized entry onto private land is illegal.]

Moira Lynch sent a message, telling them she had arrived.

A moment later, a sound came from overhead.

She looked up to see three men descending from the sky. They wore tailcoats, their hair combed to perfection.

The man in the lead wore a monocle. He bowed respectfully to Moira Lynch and said, "Miss Lynn, welcome. Please follow me. Sir has been waiting for quite some time."

"Alright." Moira Lynch nodded and followed the man.

On the way, Moira Lynch learned that the man was indeed the butler who had contacted her. He also filled her in on some details regarding Mr. Vance’s condition, confirming that he was truly in a bad state.

If Moira Lynch hadn’t contacted them when she did, the butler had been on the verge of taking men to Ariel Planet to search for her.

"I remember performing a simple treatment for Mr. Vance before I left. Though it was basic, it should have been enough to sustain him for another ten to fifteen days without issue. Why has he gotten so much worse? Did something happen?"

The butler sighed at Moira Lynch’s question. "To be perfectly honest, this was Sir’s own doing. Your treatment gave him hope... he thought he was all better, so..."

’So...?’

The butler seemed too embarrassed to continue, but Moira Lynch had already guessed what happened.

’Most likely, Mr. Vance, knowing he could be cured, had done something reckless—something he absolutely shouldn’t have done in his previous condition.’

’However, he had clearly overestimated his body’s resilience.’

’Moira Lynch’s treatment had given him a temporary reprieve, but it wasn’t enough to withstand his self-destructive actions.’

After a walk of about ten minutes, the butler led her to a clearing where a castle appeared before her—no, a palace.

At that moment, however, she had no time to admire the view.

Because just as she set foot on the grounds, a woman came running out of the palace in a panic.