The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1644



Even if one managed to harvest a century-old Stellar Windroot, it would be fated to stay in the cab as not many potions required it as an ingredient.

Naturally, just keeping it around was bothersome too.

After some thought, Frank asked, "How long would it take you to find out if you started searching now?"

His question left Abel musing in uncertainty. "I would say around a month, but I also have no assurance that we would definitely get it either, Master Lawrence."

"A month?"

Frank shook his head-Mark would not last a month, given his condition.

Still, Abel cleared his throat as he thought of something. "I have another idea, although it might hurt your pride, sir... if you're willing to hear me out? "Like I've mentioned earlier, I sold the Stellar Windroot we had to Kornac's Keep recently, so you can go to them instead."

Frank was hesitant he had never heard that name before. "Kornac's Keep?"

Abel nodded. "They are a seclusive sect in Norsedam, but despite their anonymity, they have a long history, and their apprentices are all well-versed in Draconian traditional medicine. Some of their former apprentices are also known among the locals to be miracle workers."

"I see."

Frank was already a little interested that a humble sect would have a hand in Draconian traditional medicine. Still, his tone changed as he remembered what Abel had said earlier. "Well, what about it would hurt my pride?"

"Oh, that... Haha."

Abel chuckled awkwardly, his tone suddenly quiet. "While Kornac's Keep is a small sect, they carry out trials where new apprentices are recruited every year. This year's trial would take place in a few days, and I'm sure you would have no trouble taking first place.

"Moreover it seems that the

participants who ranked first can ask Kornac's Keep for anything they care to name, as long as it's within the Keep's power to grant. So..." Content belongs to

Frank finished his sentence. "So you're suggesting that I should take part in the trial and ask for the Stellar Windroot?" "Exactly."

Abel chuckled dryly. "That's the quickest way I can think of if you're in urgent need of the herb."

"I see."

Frank nodded it would not take him much time to hurry to Norsedam.

Moreover, Mark had a strong physique, and it would not be a problem for him to survive a week.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Making up his mind right then, he said, "Thanks, Abel. In that case, I shall head over to Kornac's Keep."

Abel was clearly surprised, as he

thought that someone with Frank's measure would not stoop to

becoming someone else's

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apprentice and would instead storm

Kornac's Keep and demand the

herb.

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Moreover, he did not think Frank would agree to his idea so quickly, and without scolding him in any way.

He could only mused to himself how open-minded his mentor was, willingly humbling himself to save a life by taking part in a trial that would be an insult to his status.

Such virtue in a healer left Abel himself ashamed.

Nheless, just as Frank hung up, Gavin Lane brought him bad news.

It seemed that Fleur Lang had quickly died at the hospital after overdosing on Mildron Balm.