The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Considering Abel's importance, the Favonis would just be getting themselves into trouble if they upset him.

What if Abel simply up and left? Who would they go to at that point-Frank Lawrence?

Nonetheless, Abel zoned out for a moment. "Zamri, you say?"

He was naturally aware that Frank had been staying in Zamri recently but was afraid to confirm it as he could see the Favonis' attitude.

He nodded, putting aside the questions he had as he remained curious-there were plenty of people in Zamri but not that many who could strut in the Favonis' own turf.

"Hehe. This way please, Mr. Loggins." Chet Favoni led Abel through into a traditionally decorated cottage.

As soon as the doors opened, the oncoming scent of medicinal herbs was so strong that Abel's nostrils twitched.

"Hmm? Drakedrool, cranepore..."

As Abel quickly identified over ten natural wonders accurately, Chet and Edon's smiles visibly broadened.

an expert-the man certainly inspired confidence, identifying the

Mr. Loggins," Chet promptly praised. "We've spent a fortune buying those herbs to brew an elixir to

the other hand,

Hundred Bane Sect, he knew better than anyone how terrible the Soulbleeder

best healers of Draconia could not

such, he strode in, folded his arms before his chest as he

your hopes on me just yet," Abel said humbly just then. "There are people who are better than me across Draconia, and I can only do my best." In fact, he never came specifically to help

that he could not handle and

little impolite, and after asking around, he found out about the duel between

as a springboard to

above the

were all shaking

being too

most illustrious healer in Draconia, and even the Four Families of Morhen regularly

can't save Jaden, no one in Draconia can," Chet