CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67: THE PRICE

Herag estimated that the room behind the door was about five or six hundred square meters. Inside, there was a large bed that could easily accommodate six or seven people.

Meanwhile, heavy footsteps could be heard outside the door as two guards struggled to carry in a golden treasure chest.

The guards brought the chest into the room and placed it in front of Herag and Kieran.

"You may leave," Kieran instructed.

The two guards bowed their heads and quickly exited, never once lifting their eyes to look at Herag.

"This is the ten thousand gold coins promised by Master Josh. Mr. Herag, please check it." Kieran opened the golden chest, revealing a full box of shimmering gold coins.

Herag smiled and said, "Not bad."

He beckoned with his hand and took the entire box.

This box exceeded ten thousand gold coins, and just the box itself was quite valuable.

"Mr. Herag, you may rest here for a moment. If you’d like to go for a stroll, you can call upon the servant by the door. There will be a grand banquet tonight," Kieran continued.

Herag, not being polite, turned and lay down on the soft, large bed. "Alright."

Kieran respectfully retreated, gently closing the door and carefully instructing the two maids at the door.

"The Violet Kingdom truly deserves its title as the largest kingdom in the south. Even a Count here is so wealthy," Herag remarked.

On the map, Tasoni Territory seemed small, and Herag never expected the lord here to be so wealthy.

Herag stayed in the room without wandering around, planning his subsequent route before starting to meditate.

Until nightfall, a maid came and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Herag, it’s time to attend the banquet." The two maids at the door were very young and dressed revealingly, causing Herag to look twice at the expanse of white skin.

"Hmm, lead the way," Herag said softly, casually touching a few areas. The two maids just lowered their heads and smiled without any resistance.

After Herag stopped, the two maids led the way, guiding Herag through palace after palace.

"Sometimes, having such a big house isn’t a good thing. It takes half an hour just to reach the dining hall," Herag complained somewhat speechlessly.

Though the castle was large, there weren’t many people. On his way, Herag mainly saw guards and servants.

The banquet was held in the largest palace, and there weren’t many attendees.

Herag roughly counted, finding only over sixty people excluding servants and guards, which was quite few for an aristocratic banquet.

Herag finally saw the person from the giant painting, Count Hu En Banks, who was seated at the head of the long table, with his sons Josh and Luqi on either side, followed by other children and relatives.

"Mr. Herag!" Josh exclaimed excitedly upon seeing Herag. He had changed into an extravagant suit for the banquet, looking noticeably bulkier.

Count Hu En turned to look at Herag after hearing this, rising and smiling, "Thank you, Mr. Herag, for saving my son. The Banks Family will forever remember your kindness."

Herag was seated below the main seat, and the banquet was quiet as everyone ate in silence.

After a simple meal, the usual dance session followed, but Herag wasn’t particularly interested.

Count Hu En and his sons came over with drinks again to express their gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Herag!"

Herag clinked glasses with them, his nose twitching slightly, as if sensing something.

After finishing his drink, he asked, "Is Count Hu En injured?"

Josh said excitedly, "Two months ago, my father was assassinated. Though the assassin failed, my father was left with serious injuries that haven’t healed. Mr. Herag, do you have a way?"

"I’m not sure if there’s a way, but I do smell something familiar," Herag sniffed again, detecting the scent of dark energy particles.

Josh, growing more excited, promptly said to Count Hu En, "Father, why not let Mr. Herag take a look? The crowd here is too large and nosy; let’s discuss this elsewhere."

Count Hu En considered for a moment and nodded in agreement, and they moved to a quieter room next door.

Luqi followed, seemingly also worried about his father’s injuries.

Great Knight Kieran stood guard at the door, apparently determined not to let anyone else in.

Herag pulled up a chair and sat down, slowly savoring the red wine in his glass. He had heard of this wine before; it was far beyond his means to afford.

"Mr. Herag, can you save my father?" Josh asked eagerly.

Herag set down his glass. "I can’t say if I can save him until I see what the injury is like."

"Father..." Josh looked at his father with an inquiring glance.

Count Hu En hesitated, laboriously removing his outer clothing. After a great effort, he removed two layers to reveal the injury on his waist.

There was a black wound there. Although medicine had been applied to the wound’s surface, it still exuded a faint rotten smell.

"I didn’t expect the Count’s injury to be this severe." Herag moved closer to observe, confirming that it was caused by demonized items. The wound was entangled with dark energy particles, preventing it from healing, rendering ordinary medicine ineffective.

Count Hu En smiled bitterly: "I wasn’t long for this world anyway. A few days ago, Josh had disappeared. Now that Josh has returned safely, I can leave in peace."

"Father..." Josh clutched Hu En’s clothing tightly.

Herag curiously said, "Leave? It’s just a minor injury."

"A minor injury? Mr. Herag, do you really have a solution?" The entire Hu En family looked at him in astonishment.

They had sought countless renowned doctors, none of whom could do anything for Count Hu En’s injuries.

They even considered seeking legendary mystics but lacked the means to contact them. How could an ordinary mystic be specially called to treat a minor count?

"I can treat it. What are you willing to pay? I charge a lot for my services." The Banks family was wealthy, and Herag wouldn’t miss this chance to make a fortune. He had no qualms about taking money from such aristocrats.

Count Hu En pondered for a while. It wasn’t that he was stingy; he was contemplating what would be most suitable to offer.

He already knew Herag was a legendary Mystic, so he needed to offer something that would satisfy him. But what could possibly satisfy a wizard?

"Simple money? Wizards don’t seem to lack money, and carrying such a large amount is inconvenient."

"Beauties? That’s worthless."

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Count Hu En thought for a while, continuously shaking his head, finally saying, "Mr. Herag, if you can heal me, the Banks family treasury will be open to you, and you may choose any three treasures you like."