In Another World I Become a Healer With Purple Hair

86 The son of the sons

This is the first time Anne entered Amaris’s lab. She was in awe; she imagined the lab that was featured in the fantasy book, where there was an array of glass vials everywhere, colorful liquid bubbling on the burner, and one wooden panel with formulas of some kind of experiment written in it. Anne was right, all of her imagination came true.

“I was not disappointed at all.” Mumbled Anne.

Chief Amaris turned around to her, “Yes? Did you say something?”

“Oh, nothing!” Said Anne while waving her right hand. She gave chief Amaris a smile. “I was admiring this room.”

Smiling proudly at her lab, she nodded at Anne. “I know, right? Almost every new experiment was created here.”

“You really love your duty, I could see it in your eyes.” Said Anne to chief Amaris.

“I do, my father is one of the high-rank magi, but I never had it in me to become a magi, all I do was experimenting all day in my room, and here I am.” She excitedly tells Anne while going to her table and taking a crystal and a needle, “I need to take the sample of your blood, is that alright with you?”

“Yes, please go ahead.” Anne extended her arm for chief Amaris to draw her blood sample.

The blood drawing technique here in the new world was different. Just as the people depend on magica and crystal, chief Amaris pricked into her fingers and she let the blood run through the crystal. The crystal shined and changed form to a crystal bubble. Anne’s name appeared on the crystal bubble that contained her blood.

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“Alright, I need one day to determine if any disease came inside your system or not.” Chief Amaris said to Anne. The crystal bubble was in her hand, and she placed it on her table.

“Thank you so much, chief Amaris. I... I have a request if that’s alright?” Anne reluctantly said to the chief of the Alchemia tower.

“Of course. What do you need?”

“I wanted to call my dorm friends to bring all of my essentials to the alchemia tower. I mean, I don’t have any fresh clothes.” Anne almost pleaded at this point, she was indeed in need of fresh clothes.

Chief Amaris, humming and thinking for a while, she looks at Anne and gave her a suggestion, “How about making a good excuse at first, as you know we don’t want this disease to be heard by the public.”

Feel the need to make a good excuse, Anne closed her eyes for a moment, until she finally came up with a good one, she spoke to chief Amaris immediately, “I could say to them that it was one of my given duty by the palace as the attending healer of the crown prince.”

“Good idea. Maybe you could ask one of the gentlemen to lend you their familiar.” Said chief Amaris. Her eyes never go away from the grey liquid on the burner.

Feeling that she was intruding on chief Amaris, Anne excused herself from the lab. She goes outside and ascends back to the twentieth floor, where the isolation chamber for her and Justice was located. When she arrived, Xavier was nowhere to be seen and there was an older gentleman sitting with justice in the lounge area. Justice saw her and asked Anne to sit.

“Anne, I would like to introduce Bernard, my chief guard.” The crown prince introduced the older gentleman to Anne.

“Nice to meet you, miss.” Said Bernard, nodding his head to Anne.

Anne smiling at Bernard, “Nice to meet you, chief Bernard.”

After the introduction, Justice stand up from the sofa and left the floor. He also needs to get a checkup at Amari’s lab. Bernard tried to follow him from behind, making the crown prince frown.

“What are you doing?” Asked Justice, looking annoyed at Bernard.

“Followed you. What else, your majesty?”

Face palming, Justice then scolded his chief guard, “Listen here Bernard, you don’t need to follow me around all the time.”

Bernard, flustered by the crown prince’s rejection, “But, your majesty...”

“Stay... Here.” Said Justice coldly and walk away.

Looking at Bernard, Anne felt so sorry for him. She patted his shoulder and asked Bernard to join her in the kitchen.

“I’m going to cook some lunch. Would you care to help me?”

Bernard can see the gentleness of the way Anne smiled. He agreed to become her cook assistant, and even jokes that he makes a killer steak once in a while. They had a lovely time cooking with the limited ingredients inside the pantry. Bernard surprisingly has good skills as a cook. He even taught some new methods of cooking to our heroine. Just when it’s time to eat lunch, the meal on the table makes Vale and Justice so excited to taste it, the meal even invited another man from another floor.

Brom, with his lazy attitude, already takes a seat at the table. It was the seat opposite Anne. Justice was upset by the arrangement. He glared at the man and asked him to move.

“But I wanted to be here.” Said Brom with a sulk on his face.

“What?! did you just...”

Vale let out a sighed and scolded his friend, “Justice... It’s just a seat, come on let us eat,” turns out, Justice wasn’t the only one that got scolded, he also glared at Brom, “and you, be respected once in a while, it will never hurt you.”

After the scolding, Anne, Bernard, and Vale have a peaceful lunch together, not for Justice and Brom. They had a cold war by glaring at one another constantly. After the meal, all of them lounge around on the sofa. That’s when Anne asked for a favor at Justice and Vale.

“Can I ask you two for a favor?” Asked Anne nervously.

Vale and Justice look at each other. “Sure, what is it?” Justice asked her back, while his body lean on the sofa.

“I need to ask my friends, Darla, and David, to bring me some changing clothes.”

Justice’s body immediately straight up once again, “What?! are you crazy?! We need to keep this isolation a secret.”

“I know, that’s why I will tell them that you’re ill and I am your attending healer.” Anne was full of hope that Justice will agree with her reason.

Chuckling at Anne, he lay once again on the sofa, “Rejected! I’ll call one boutique near the tower to bring some of their women’s collection here.”

Anne gasped at him, “You what?! I don’t want to have new clothes. I have my own clothes, thank you!”

With her stubbornness on display, Justice can only give her a glared and rejected her proposal once again until Vale came to speak his opinion.

“I think that’s good, Justice, she needs her friend here,” Vale said to Justice, while he look at the desperate Anne, “At least so they could confirm that she is fine.” And a smile came to his face, the calming smile that Anne knew from him.

“Tsk... Fine! But I’m not going to lend you Kirara. She was exhausted after the battle.” Justice told her, with annoyance on his face.

“Let me do it.” Said one voice in the corner.

All of them turned to see Brom, yawning with his right hand raised, “I’ll do it after lunch. I need to buy something at the capital, anyway.”

Anne’s face perked, she took Brom’s hand, and she was grinning ear to ear, “You do that?! Oh, thank you so much, Brom!”

Nodding his head at Anne, Brom then asked Anne to write a note for her friends. “Just wrote everything that you need. I’ll handle the rest.”

“I will. Thank you so much, Brom.”

While Justice looks at the scene with so much bitterness, Bernard was in the middle of having a conversation with Vale about the crown prince’s illness.

“Was it vampirism, sir Vale?”

Vale looks at Justice and answered the chief guard, “I’m afraid so, but we need to wait for the test result. That’s why we are here, not just to hide, but also to use chief Amaris’s lab.”

Bernard clasped his hand. His head was muddled by something that was in his mind for so long. “Vampirism, huh? I remember the Beyor family. Did you know that one of the sides of their legend had them as the origin of the blood plague, the epidemic of vampirism?”

Everyone immediately went quiet. Vale then asked him, “I know about the other side of the legend. My grandfather told me about it.”

“Really?! Your grandfather must be from the warrior tribe at the mountain up in the hill, the tribe with a magic knight descendant.”

“Yes, you’re right. How do you know about it? Few people know about the round table tribe anymore.” Said Vale with admiration on his face.

Bernard suddenly laughed, “Well, that wasn’t the most shocking news actually, you know that Beyor’s family? They have living descendants, the secret pregnancy from the empress, it was the truth, Richard Beyor was the secret lover of the reigning empress back then,” Bernard then looks at Justice, “A son with red hair, and a handsome face, the Beyor was your ancestor, your majesty.”