Leguna's Choice

"Don't just stand there! Use a potion!" Alan cried to his dumbstruck servants.

That snapped them out of their stupor as their hurried to apply some potion on Alan. Even though the garish sight made the servants feel phantom pain, they worked away tirelessly without a word. Droplets of sweat formed on Alan's forehead, but even so, he didn't make a single sound. He didn't want to show any weakness at the moment, knowing that the slightest inkling of it would lower the prestige he had.

And he definitely wouldn't want that. He had taken his uncle, Alfreid, as his role model, and he knew Alfreid definitely wouldn't budge in the slightest from physical pain like that.

He grit his teeth tight as his servants patched him up. As the magic formation was made to be used at any time, he had a huge amount of potions stocked up at home that could help with cell...

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