I’m Someone Else

A glorious woman like her would catch anyone’s eyes no matter where she was, especially men’s eyes. Thomas was a man too, but his self-control was much better than other men’s. He was just stunned for a second before he quickly looked away.

This surprised the glorious woman. After all, when these men saw her, all of them would stare at her and start drooling. Yet, she actually met a man who was calm. At this moment, her good impression of Thomas rocketed.

After she looked at the recipe, she parted her lips in shock. In fact, she didn’t only have an attractive appearance, but she had quite some knowledge about traditional medicine as well. She knew very well this recipe’s worth, for this was not any ordinary recipe. Even the experts in the traditional medical field might not be able to create such a wonderful combination with these herbs! Only members of those renowned old families could get their hands on this recipe.

Is this young man from those families? For sure! Definitely! Irieson is a gathering place for many, and this person is definitely the son of one of these acclaimed families!

“I’m sorry. We don’t have two of the herbs listed in this recipe, and the amount for other herbs might not be enough as well,” the glorious woman said apologetically.

Hearing that, Thomas shook his head with a wry smile. Right, there are two rare herbs in this recipe. Even if I find them, there won’t be much stock either. Angelvale Pharmacy is already pretty large-scale. Since there’s no stock here, other pharmacies in Irieson most probably won’t have it either.

“Can you… perhaps restock?” He tried asking since Olivia’s illness couldn’t be dragged on any longer. He needed to get all the herbs as soon as possible.

After some thought, the glorious woman answered, “Let me ask about it.”

She grabbed the phone and called the herbal supplier immediately. After a few questions, she was informed that the supplier had the two herbs in question. If she needed them urgently, they could send them over now.

urgent?”

a nod, Thomas replied,

possible. Then, she asked Thomas to go upstairs and have a little rest since it

while,” she instructed another girl before

standing in the hall on the second floor. He found out that there were many antique goods here, and they were all precious antique items and calligraphy paintings. When the glorious woman saw that he was seemingly interested, she went up to him and said, “My family has been in the traditional medicine field for

cup of tea and handed it to Thomas. “You

the cup and grabbed the sword in front of him. Schwing! He

the initiative to say. She was already sure that Thomas was a member of a famous family, and her impression of him was quite good, so a close relationship with him would benefit her

kindly while studying the

Mors. My father used one million to bid on this from the Unicus

recalled that it was the auction venue that Olivia had brought him to. It was the place he met Sean for the first time after he was discharged from the military. He still remembered that he had taught Joe and his

think about

be an exaggeration to say that this sword could cut through steel just like slicing butter. Although there were some scratches on the blade, it was understandable since it was an antique. However, the scratches wouldn’t affect the value of

interested in it. When her father bought it, she felt that it was a losing deal. Even half a million was too high-priced for her, let alone a million. Does he think that this is the real Crocea Mors?

sword in his hand, and the sharp blade made a whipping sound while cutting through the

in his youth, as a proof that the Gods had chosen him to be Emperor of Rome. The sword was said to be able to kill anyone it struck, though that might be attributed to Caesar’s fighting prowess. During his fight with Nennius, he struck Nennius a blow to the head, but his sword got stuck in Nennius’ shield. Fifteen days after the battle, Nennius died from the wound inflicted upon him by Crocea Mors. The sword was then laid with him in his tomb. It lay there for 500 years until King Vortigern withdrew it from the tomb, ordering it to be pounded into a foot-high anvil of iron known as the Anvil of

glance that this was forged by an expert at that time. Since it was by an expert, he dared to name it Crocea Mors, meaning that he poured all his