Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 121 The Blue Rose Family Must Take Responsibility

The palace was cold and silent.

Female attendants, dressed in white ceremonial robes and without hair or eyebrows, stood on either side of the golden carpet.

A middle-aged man with purplish-black hair sat aloofly on the throne, his gaze fixed on the figure that was slowly approaching.

King Alfred possessed remarkably handsome features. His face was sharply defined, as if sculpted, and his piercing eyes were like those of an eagle soaring in the sky. His long tenure had cultivated in him an imposing and authoritative aura befitting a ruler.

"Princess Ninth, Dorothy has arrived!" the head maid announced in a loud voice.

"Father!" Dorothy bowed politely, looking up nervously.

Although he is related to the man on the throne by blood, he actually only sees him a few times a year.

A sense of alienation was accompanied by a faint unease.

"Dorothy, you are different from my other daughters. You were born with the talent of a spellcaster, and I have always watched you grow!" Alfred said, trying to ease the tension. "Everything you possess far surpasses that of your other sisters. Whether it's the spatial ring or the mithril wand..."

Dorothy pursed her slightly dry lips and lowered her eyes deeply: "I know."

"Soon, you will have your coming-of-age ceremony. According to past practice, I will arrange your marriage." Alfred stared expressionlessly at his daughter's trembling, petite body, his tone softening slightly. "Of course, you have the right to refuse. Provided that your chosen partner is more suitable and has a certain level of competitiveness."

Dorothy suddenly raised her head: "Father, please don't arrange my marriage so casually. I have someone I like now."

"Who is it?" Alfred asked, a slight smirk playing on his lips, feigning ignorance.

"Tai'an!" Dorothy said without hesitation, "He is the heir of the Blue Rose family, my classmate and neighbor."

"I think I heard that the Blue Rose family and the Red Maple family have formed a marriage alliance..."

"Yes, but that doesn't stop him from choosing me."

"You need to make sure of one thing: whether he has any intention of marrying you. Here's what you do: go and tell him when he's free to come and meet me."

"Fine!" Dorothy gritted her teeth. "Could we slow down a bit? I need some time."

"You have plenty of time now." Alfred nodded slightly, indicating that his daughter could leave.

Dorothy's departing figure appeared somewhat flustered, her fists clenched tightly at her sides.

"My daughter! You can try to fight for your own happiness," Alfred murmured softly.

He felt a deep sense of regret at the fate of Princess Rose, the fourth princess. Not only had she failed to gain any benefits, but she had also fallen into a trap. At this moment, it was too late for regrets.

Blindly marrying into a high-status family is not necessarily a good thing. Some shrewd and calculating individuals will not be swayed by a woman. Marrying a princess is nothing more than throwing good money after bad.

The other party can use this as a pretext to deceive and deceive their own judgment.

Nanshi Grand Duke Waghal is a typical example.

Thinking of this, Alfred gripped the dragon head on the throne tightly, a gloomy look appearing on his face.

Watching your daughter struggle in a living hell is incredibly painful…

St. Violet Hospital.

In the bright and clean hospital room, a thin girl lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above her head.

At this point, no pain could be felt. The area below the spine had completely lost sensation.

Elaine could never have imagined that she would fall to such a state that she could not even take care of herself.

Fear, despair, until numbly accepting reality.

Whenever someone entered the ward, the girl would repeat the same sentence with a look of utter despair.

"Kill me! Give me a quick death!"

The greatest tragedy is not having money for medical treatment. Even the Florence Convent has now voluntarily abandoned her useless body.

"Child, don't give up hope! We'll find a way to help you..." The elderly head nurse smiled kindly.

Elaine felt no comfort, only a deep chill. The feeling was familiar; Superintendent Grace often wore a similar expression. She knew the other woman must have ulterior motives.

But I can't figure out what I can offer the other person right now...

"If you're willing, I can adopt you and take care of you for the rest of your life."

"No need, I want to die quickly."

"Child! Your life has only just begun. It's such a waste to end it so soon before you've even had a chance to enjoy happiness..."

I don't think so.

No matter how the head nurse tried to persuade her, Elaine remained unmoved. Gradually, the kind and gentle expression on her face vanished, replaced by a sinister smile and an enigmatic tone: "You think you can escape death?"

Elaine's chills intensified, and she struggled to breathe: "Isn't it true? No one can escape this inevitable end. Going early might be a kind of liberation..."

"A clever child!" The head nurse heard footsteps outside the corridor, but without lingering, she turned and strode away.

Elaine silently memorized the shapes of the characters on the head nurse's name tag. Although she couldn't read them, she thought they might come in handy later.

Never forget those who tried to harm you, even in death.

Perhaps, her obsession will turn her into a ghost...

"If I become a ghost, I won't be hungry or cold! I'll be free until I disappear."

"Miss Elaine!"

The young female nurse in charge of the ward interrupted the girl's wandering thoughts: "We have already sent someone to inform the Blue Rose family; perhaps they will be willing to save you."

It wasn't that St. Violet Hospital was being kind; it's just that someone has to pay for the costs of saving lives and hospitalizations, otherwise it would become a bad debt.

Not only Blue Rose, but also the Hundred Flowers Monastery, the Night Whisper Hotel, and the Belland family of the organization—as long as there's a chance to get money, the consultant lawyers hired by the hospital will keep pestering them to the bitter end.

How much will my treatment cost?

"Your current hospitalization fees, nursing fees, and initial treatment costs total two Jinlong seventeen silver dollars."

"How much would be needed for a complete cure?"

"Your condition is very serious, most likely a spinal cord injury. You need a high-ranking priest to perform life weaving and administer a perfect-quality life potion. The cost is estimated to be no less than three hundred gold coins."

Elaine's curiosity was satisfied. Looking at the young nurse who felt sorry for her, she earnestly said thank you. Then, she completely gave up hope, her dim eyes turning into an unchanging, lifeless gray.

"Poor thing."

The young nurse shook her head and sighed softly, knowing the chances were slim. Who would waste hundreds of gold coins on a complete stranger?

It's illogical, it makes no sense at all...

If the Blue Rose family could visit the patient and offer a proper solution, they would have already done more than enough.

Even if they didn't come, there was nothing wrong with it. After all, no one could directly prove that the Blue Rose family was involved in the incident. The investigation report listed Guard James as the culprit who caused the ceiling collapse.

(End of this chapter)