But before he could think too much, the woman suddenly came so close that his mind became a mess. He couldn't think clearly anymore and could only instinctively blurt out that he hadn't thought too much at the time.
Elara looked into his clear and delicate eyes. After confirming that his gaze was honest and he was telling the truth, she slowly pulled back and returned to her seat.
But Elara was never the kind of leader who made empty promises. Especially not toward someone who was sincere. Sincerity like his was rare and valuable, something that needed to be cherished.
So after thinking it over in her mind, Elara decided she would greatly improve how she treated Oswyn in the future. As long as it didn't go against her core principles, she would try her best to meet any of his requests.
At the same time, she even extended this special treatment to the Miracle Doctor Valley. Once the timing was right, if the Miracle Doctor Valley was willing, she would make sure its fame spread not only through the martial world but also across all countries and among the people of the continent.
Thinking of this, Elara gently patted Oswyn's shoulder, her face calm and warm. "Since you haven't figured it out yet, then just owe it to me for now. Take your time, Oswyn. No matter what you want in the future, as long as it doesn't break the basic rules, I'll give it to you."
Oswyn had just let out a breath of relief after she moved away, only to see her hand land on his shoulder again.
The spot she touched suddenly tensed up. Oswyn looked at the woman in front of him, who was smiling so gently and looking at him so softly. The slight blush that had just faded from his face started to creep back again.
She said she would fulfill any of his wishes. His thoughts, already stiff, suddenly began to spin out of control because of that sentence.
All kinds of chaotic images flashed through his mind in an instant.
Once he realized what those strange scenes were, Oswyn suddenly jumped to his feet and stepped back two paces. His face was red like a shrimp, and before Elara could get a good look, he turned sharply and stormed out the door, shouting in frustration like he was fleeing, "I got it I got it!"
Elara leaned back slightly, startled by his sudden reaction. She watched his retreating back with confusion, unsure what nerve she had just touched.
But thinking of Oswyn's usual fiery nature, she looked away and didn't dwell on it.
She had already given her promise. And it would remain valid.
Once he made up his mind, she would fulfill it at any time.
Oswyn had already given her the Holy Spirit Nirvana Pill last night, so the biggest problem was already solved.
However, while the pill could temporarily turn her blood into a powerful antidote, only the fresh blood that had just flowed from her body had that effect. If the blood left her body for too long, the medicinal power would quickly fade. So Elara had to go along with them on this trip.
It worked out anyway. Elara had already wanted to go and see the mine nest herself. Although she had already seen the power distribution map from System 92 and knew this world had not only complex national powers but also powerful martial world forces, she still wanted to see things with her own eyes. Even though the Puppet Cult was only considered a third-rate sect, it was the first opposing group she had encountered, and it was also one of the legendary "□□" groups. Elara was curious to see how much power a cult like this could really have and how much influence it could exert on the national powers.
Previously, because she had learned about the abnormalities of the "Net Overthrow," she had no choice but to give up the idea of going in person due to her weak body. She didn't expect Oswyn had already solved this issue for her. So the plan Elara had originally put aside could now be restarted.
As for safety, with Uno and the Wei guards present, what did she have to worry about?
In the following days, Elara once again picked up all the information she had gathered from different sources and adjusted the plan with the others to enter the mineral nest.
When Oswyn returned from his outing, his state had clearly improved. But when he heard that Elara was really planning to go with the Wei guards into the mineral nest, just as he had predicted, his face instantly darkened.
But maybe because he had expected this, Oswyn held back and didn't explode. He simply took a small box full of pills from his pocket and tossed it to Elara.
"Once you're inside the mines, every fifteen minutes, drip a bit of your blood on these pills and give them to them to eat."
When Elara held the medicine box and looked at him, waiting for further explanation, Oswyn grew slightly irritated. His tone slipped as he snapped, "What, do you want them to keep rushing up and biting you all the time?"
After saying that, he let out a heavy grunt and stormed off again in anger.
No matter what, the problem of how to provide the guards with her blood was solved.
Everything was ready.
That evening, after finishing the meal brought by the Qi family and the town leaders, Elara drank the usual herbal soup Oswyn had prepared for her. She also carried a few self-defense items on her body. Then she set off toward the mountain's mineral nest with the Wei guards.
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Inside the cave, the moment they stepped in, the air smelled completely different from outside.
It was cold, damp, and stuffy. There was also a faint stinging smell that hid the subtle scent of blood surprisingly well.
Elara took out the small pill box Oswyn had given her. Then she pulled out the custom knife made for her by craftsmen before she left Marigold County and pricked her fingertip.
When a drop of blood oozed out, she placed one drop on each of the ten pills. Then she handed the pills to Uno and told him to pass them out to the others.
But after taking the pills, Uno kept his eyes on her cut finger. His lips were tightly pressed together.
Elara could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression. She reached out and pinched his cheek, squeezing it like a toy into different shapes.
She kept doing it until his face turned slightly red and the tense expression disappeared, replaced by one of slight surprise and confusion.
Seeing this rare, flustered look on his face, Elara chuckled softly and pinched his cheek one more time. "Alright, stop overthinking. This little cut will heal on its own soon. It doesn't even count as a real wound. But if you want me to make fewer cuts, then you all need to be careful later. Don't get hurt. Finish the mission quickly."