Rowan didn't press Elena for further information. In fact, he subtly diverted the topic, talking about the national politics, culture, the recent inventions, and other things.
" Ahahaha, my goodness! Rowan, you have changed a lot, huh?" Elena giggled. " You always appeared so timid before me. I am kinda liking this confident side of yours."
" Speaking of which, what happened to Bianca, your girlfriend?" Elena raised her brows. " I heard some news that she left her house with her friend and totally vanished?"
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" Ah, is that so?" Rowan rubbed his chin. " I am sorry, Sister Elena. But we aren't in relationship anymore. As for what happened to her, I don't know."
" Is that so?" Elena looked at Rowan intently. " I do feel all the accident and your going to the jail was that bitch's plan."
Rowan only gave a faint smile. " What's the point of dwelling in past, Sister Elena? Sometimes, difficulties appears to make us stronger. Without all those experience, I doubt I could have forced myself to change."
" Wow, that's really a positive outlook on life." Elena sighed as she got up. " Anyways, again I am sorry for what happened today."
" Hahaha, I think I should be the one who should be sorry." Rowan gave a cheeky smile. " I sullied my sister in law's eyes."
" There wasn't anything sullying in that…" Elena blurted out in reply, making Rowan laugh louder. She realized she fell into Rowan's ploy, making her flushed.
" Yo-You! You dare to tease your Sister in Law?! Rowan, looks like you have forgotten all the beatings!"
" Ahhh! I am sorry, Sister in Law!"
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After a brief break, Rowan went to practice the staff again. Thanks to his Superhuman Training trait, he didn't feel any fatigue, allowing him to go beyond the daily quest.
[72 Earthly Transformation Arts]
[ Heaven Scaling Golden Staff Art]
[ Fiery Golden Eyes]
[ Vajra Sharira Technique]
[ Immovable Mountain Mace Art]
[ King Kong Great Fist Art]
[ Beast King's Aura]
Rowan salivated when he saw the list of techniques he could have gotten. But Sun Wukong refused straight away, because Rowan chose to not take any contract.
' Damn, I wonder if I should have taken the contracts? Each of those techniques is a true divine technique of legends.' Rowan's mouth turned sour.
He trained the whole afternoon with punches, kicks, and stick. He didn't attempt Prabhanjan's trial because he knew it ought to be the most difficult one.
' Hah, I only need to do it once? What a joke, it's going to be tough as fuck.'
However, the training was more fruitful than Rowan could have thought. He started to handle the staff more than a staff.
" A sword can be a sword, a dagger can be a dagger, an arrow can be an arrow." Sun Wukong's words echoed in his mind.
" However, a staff? A staff is just a stick. It can be anything. Since it's the most basic structure, you can use it for…Anything!"
Spencer came to meet Rowan in the afternoon, concerned about his insane training.
" Young master, I do understand that you wish to increase your strength. However, such relentless training might affect you negatively."
Rowan stopped for a moment before looking at Spencer. " I am fine, Uncle Spencer. In fact, I just finished now. So, no need to worry."
" Anyways, Uncle Spencer, care to go on another trip with me today?"
Spencer's face turned strange when he heard Rowan. " Young Master, I…"
" Oh, come on. Terrorist attacks don't happen every day, do they?" Rowan chuckled.
Giving an awkward laugh, Spencer shook his head. " You are right, Young Master. Better to travel than train all day, I presume."
" Hmm, this time, let's go to the market." Rowan rubbed his chin. " Let's go for…some medicine shopping."
The entire north division of Westerford City was patrolled by the Royal Police. The incident of the Crescent Mystic Order allowed the city administration to declare curfew.
As Rowan walked with Spencer, his ears perked up to get the news of the aftermath of the incident.
" Did you hear? There was a heretic found dead in a back alley? His body was severed in a really terrifying way."
" I heard a rumor that the heretics did all these things to steal an item from there. However, the dead heretic's briefcase was empty!"
" Ugh, does that mean the curfew is going to stay longer?"
Rowan rubbed his chin as he walked with Spencer.
" Uncle Spencer, any news regarding my father?"
" This…" Spencer's expression turned gloomy. " Truth to be told, Young Master, Lord Darek hasn't sent any messages for a while. Even though he informed me that he won't be able to communicate much, this feels really strange."
Rowan paused his steps, " Do you think…"
Spencer laughed mildly, " No, I am not worried about Lord getting harmed. Because if the Lord is within the Nation of Traycor, no one could actually kill him. He has his ways to come out unscathed."
" And that's when we don't take the power of the main family in the equation."
Rowan couldn't help but feel proud when he thought of his father. ' Damn, Dad is really a peerless expert, huh? Looks like my dream life of living like a debaucherous noble will turn into reality soon.'
" I have faith in him, Uncle Spencer." Rowan smiled. " But for now, can you guide me to where medicines are being sold?"
" Medicines?"
Soon they appeared near a shop, which was still crowded. Rowan was still surprised when he saw the medicinal shop. The shop was selling medicina herbs, paste, ointment and small syrup bottles.
' As expected, the state of medicinal science is pretty lacking.' Rowan thought inwardly.
" Hey you! Didn't I tell you not to get crowdy here?" An attendant walked out as he shouted at Rowan and Spencer. " Get into the line like everyone else!"
" Young Master, let me handle it." Spencer walked forward as he looked at the attendant with mild contempt. The attendant was getting annoyed till he saw the small badge on Spencer's chest.
" Uh…Ahh…." Momentarily stunned, the expression of the attendant was shifted instantly. " Ahh, I didn't know it's the nobles. Please, how can we help you?"
" We wish to meet the manager." Spencer spoke in a casual voice.
" Understood, I will inform him right away." The attendant bowed as he scurried away.
Rowan sighed when he saw the scene. ' VIPs always gets VIP treatment, across time and space, huh?'
" Hahaha, Apothecary Master Stuart comes here once in every week. Since he is here today, the crowd is a lot." Manager Kermit sat across Spencer and Rowan.
" Please, how can I help you?"
Rowan stretched his arms. " I just recovered after getting bedridden for days. So, I was thinking for a check up. What luck! Even the apothecary is here."
Spencer silently placed a small stack of silver coins on the table. Kermit's eyes lit up when he saw that. " Please, I will call him right away."
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" Hmm, I am really doubtful that you were bedridden for days." Stuart checked Rowan's body. " In fact, I won't doubt if you say you are doing a Knight's training program."
" Vitality is good; there is nothing abnormal in blood or pulse. Your body is as healthy as a wild horse."
" Is that so?" Spencer was the first to be happy. " It must be the blessings of Lady Nixia for the Young Master to recover so fast."
" Speaking of which, Mr. Stuart…" Rowan looked at Stuart as he was wearing his shirt. " Let's say there is a disaster coming. If it were you, what kind of medicines will you stock up?"
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Meanwhile…
" What? We have lost the Crystal of Descent?"
" You fools! Without that item, all of our plans might be ruined!"
" No need to fight. We can't waste time here." A man wearing a red hood spoke in a deep voice.
" The Star of Dusk will appear in three days. Even without the crystal, opening the gates won't be an issue."