Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 574 - 393: Saving the Collapsing Building (Part 3)_2

Chapter 574: Chapter 393: Saving the Collapsing Building (Part 3)_2

He sighed – if this little bastard hadn’t taken the car Malin gave him and gone out, he probably would have been a goner by now.

If the assassin had been a Transcendent, then Joe would have been dead for sure. But from the assassin’s perspective, killing an insignificant half-grown kid with no great transcendent talent, who was still just an apprentice, didn’t justify deploying a Transcendent as an assassin.

As for Joe, although he didn’t die, the crossbow arrow had barbs and was aimed directly at his heart – a strike meant to kill. Lucky for the boy, he shifted just in time, and the arrow pierced through his body, puncturing a lung. When he was rescued from under the car, he was already in a dying state. It was said that Malin had given him a potion, and the people accompanying him poured the medicine into his mouth, which pulled him back from the brink of death.

Because of this, Goethe even specially thanked Malin in their correspondence.

As for Malin, he could only accept the thanks with guilt – he never gave the boy a potion; it must have been Faye who did.

At this point, Malin felt a bit embarrassed to say anything. His medicine was meant to maintain Faye’s frail body, and he didn’t know how much the girl had given away. He definitely had to warn Faye this time; if a life was lost, the one who would sit in the seat of Mrs. Malin would be some other girl.

After the communication was over, none of the commanders showed any of the previous caution and vigilance, which gave Malin a deeper understanding of Goethe’s influence – this normally unconventional guy was unexpectedly acknowledged by the military.

But then again, it made sense. It was said that he had been at the forefront during the Tide of the Dead. If the military couldn’t trust him, who could they trust?

Therefore, Malin had to perform well... at least, he couldn’t lose face.

However, while on the move, Malin still felt an odd atmosphere – once it was confirmed that this was his first time leading an army into battle, every commander, including those who had previously disagreed with Malin, came over to shake hands with him personally.

"Hmm, is this a tradition in your military?" Malin specially asked Instructor Ataf about this.

"No, it’s not... I’m not the best person to explain this, but if you meet Princess Faye afterward, she will definitely give you a good explanation," Instructor Ataf replied with an odd expression on his face.

This left Malin even more puzzled.

Wait a second, I asked you guys to answer me, but you’re saying let Faye answer me.

What strange custom have you Europeans evolved this time?

......

Stepping out of the teleportation portal, Faye frowned slightly, feeling pain from within her body having just passed through the eleventh gate.

She leaned against the wall but quickly readjusted herself.

Faye’s constitution couldn’t endure continuous travel through Subspace; she had already exceeded her previous limits today, hence the significant damage to her body.

When she exited the teleportation hall, Faye nodded to the old butler who came to meet her, "Why didn’t you tell me about such a big incident at home?"

"The master thought it best not to disturb you, Miss," the old butler used the address from the days of the Duke’s house. To the Mowish family, the warm address of ’Miss’ was far preferable to the cold titles of ’Princess’ or ’Your Highness’.

This made Faye feel a little better.

"...Who is injured?" Faye had been worried all the way here, thinking something had happened at home. With both brothers on the northern battlefield and having always been kind to her since childhood, she feared losing them the most.

Her father was a legend and clearly wouldn’t easily get into trouble; her mother had Anna with her and would be fine... Although Manli, her stepmother, didn’t have a high rank, she at least had the ability to protect herself.

"It’s your brother. The family is at the Benevolent Church, Miss," replied the butler.

Startled for a moment, Faye, with the butler’s assistance, got into the carriage and swallowed hard, fighting the urge that surged up her throat as traveling through so many gates had affected her organs. She managed to suppress the blood rising in her throat.

It’s alright; her brother had the potion she sent, he’ll be fine.

With resentment towards her own body, Faye pulled the cork from a vial. She swallowed a golden potion made from the fruit of the World Tree Sapling in one gulp.

Feeling the healing effects of the potion, Faye took out a handkerchief and wiped away the moisture from the corner of her mouth – she had just used her physical discomfort as an excuse to avoid using the portals when she got on the carriage.

Now, she just hoped that her mother was not at home because of a previous mission, so she could rest at home for a day due to fatigue and then safely return to Malin’s side tomorrow.

The carriage traveled for about half an hour, during which Faye confirmed the route – it was indeed towards the Benevolent Hospital. This gave her some peace of mind. When she arrived at the Benevolent Church, she had just gotten out of the carriage when she saw Lena.

Oh no.

Faye braced herself and approached the Head Maid, "Lena, how is my brother doing?"

The Head Maid looked at her, then raised her eyebrows and scanned Faye from head to toe, "Interesting, you still have time to ask about that idiot brother of yours. Foolish girl, come with me to see your mother," she said.

Faye could only obediently follow Lena. They first entered the hall, and then, under Lena’s guidance, they went into the rescue hall – where the Benevolent Church handled the severely injured.

Upon entering, Faye saw both her fathers and two of her mothers.

"Faye, why did you come?" Manli, as usual, wore an inscrutable smile, and Faye couldn’t tell if it was genuine.