[Bonus chapter]Burning Down

The day passed quickly, and the evening came; I went back to the hall of sleep again, and this time, there were more people, but among them, Lord Whitman was absent.

He is a member of the Pyramid council; he had more important things to attend than seeing healing, even if the person is a Grandmaster.

The person I am healing is Grandmaster Salvador; this old man is really unlucky, or I say, not cautious enough. He was one of the best alchemists we had, and a few decades ago, this old man had got himself knocked down by powerful neuroleptic; it is the most powerful I have come across.

If it had been a regular neuroleptic drug, Grandmistress Charline or other Grandmaster healers we have would have been able to heal the old man, but it is no simple neuroleptic but one who had formed a thorned bond with the soul of Grandmaster and whenever people tried to deal with the neuroleptic, it would seep inside the Grandmaster's soul and become invisible.