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.

really easily tell if a person was an expert-the man certainly inspired confidence,

spent a fortune buying those herbs to brew an elixir to keep

other hand, Lubor

Bane Sect, he knew better than anyone how terrible the

not save Jaden even if they were all

his chest as he leaned against the doorway, watching gleefully as

humbly just then. "There are people who are better than me across Draconia, and I can only do my best." In fact, he never

illnesses that he could not handle

him directly was a little impolite, and after asking around, he found

on his hands, he would like to use the Favonis as a springboard to Frank in Zamri, by getting the Favonis to owe Frank

the Favonis' weight

Favonis were all

too

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

no one in Draconia