Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

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Chapter 1287

Aware that Alan was testing the water, Olivia wore a bright smile.

"If I'm deceived, I'll take it as a lesson. People wise up from experiences. I won't easily trust others

anymore."

He couldn't find anything off from her flawless face. The series of questions stopped as he began giving

her a proper tour of the royal castle.

They headed closer to Royal Hospital, where a field of herbs was planted. Flowers bloomed into vibrant

colors.

"Falham, our national flower. Those bright petals can be taken as medicine after drying them. The fruits

and stems can be eaten too."

She hummed in response. "I've heard that, 60 years ago, an invasion caused havoc in Carathia, and

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soldiers filled the streets.

"There was a drought, so the crops died. A lot of people went to the mountains to forage for

vegetables.

"Falham has a tenacious vitality. It lives through four seasons, and from the petals to the stems, it can

be eaten. It sustained a lot of people through that drought. After that, it was bestowed as the national

flower." "That's right. You're smart. Things are getting better now. We don't lack money or food. Many

youngsters don't know the history of it."

He switched the topic.

"Here's Royal Hospital. I heard that you practiced medicine. Would you like to visit the place? Various

herbs are planted inside."

Olivia had guessed that it was coming from him. If she turned down the offer, it might be too obvious.

Left with no choice, she accepted it, "I did practice medicine, trained to be a surgeon. But I quit school

due to personal issues. I'm afraid I'm not that knowledgeable in traditional medicine." "Don't worry

about it. There are a few traditional practitioners in the Royal Hospital. You can talk to them." "Sure."

She was curious about what else Alan had up his sleeves.

There was no way they could still coax her into admitting that she was Ophelia, she believed.

"We made some pear-syrup candies today. It's one of our local specialties.

Would you like to give it a try?" "Yes." She halted in her tracks, waiting for him to lead the way.

Obviously, it was a test by Alan. If it was Ophelia, she would've turned toward the restaurant's direction

instinctively.

Unbeknownst to him, Olivia had managed to prevail over her reflex action with control.

Aside from being a daring character, being meticulous was one of the criteria to be a s Rank assassin.

"This way, please," he invited.

After barely taking a few steps, someone called from behind.

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"Dr. Ophelia! Dr. Ophelia!" 1

Olivia almost turned around in response. Calmly, she initiated a conversation with Alan.

"Are these herbs? If you hadn't told me, I would’ve thought that they were ordinary plants. Look how

pretty the flowers are! Can we grow it indoors?"

The shouting of the name echoed louder until Marvin patted her shoulder.

He ran to her front, huffing, "Dr. Ophelia, why did you ignore me? I was calling for you! You-Who are

you?"

He stared at the gorgeous woman in a daze.

Alan chided, "Dr. Dooley, what are you doing? This is the Arlandian admiral's wife." "The admiral's

wife?" Marvin scratched his head, awkward.

"I'm sorry for mistaking you for the wrong person. Your back resembles a doctor from Royal Hospital."

Olivia let out a warm smile. "It's fine. You were calling for me? I thought you were looking for someone

else."

Her pristine smile melted his heart, putting him in a trance.

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