Chapter 42: Battle Preparations

Fifteen young men and women approached, "If I don't come back, burn the Blood Fruit Tree and all the psychic medicines in the garden, and go into hiding. But remember, when the two young masters of Blackwood grow up, they will be your masters."

"Yes, master!"

Watching the children she had raised nod, Amelia felt somewhat relieved.

She reluctantly looked at the psychic medicine garden.

Her life had almost been devoted to these psychic medicines, but some things were more precious than these medicines, her beloved family, her clan!

Recalling these years.

Amelia couldn't help but smile faintly, everyone in Gratitude Village said she was a loner, only liking psychic medicines.

But those people didn't know, her interest in herbs and seeds.

It was because after her father had her, she had already experienced a year of severe drought.