Who knew what power Wilbur would gain if he were able to activate the historical halberd's full weight?
For someone capable of forging a weapon like this, the Cook family ancestor was definitely a force to be reckoned with for his time.
It was just a shame that the entire era had perished.
Wilbur could not help but sigh.
He put down the halberd, leaving his demiplane to return to his room.
Wilbur sat down in the living room and glanced at the time. Three whole days had passed since he had entered the demiplane.
He then made plans to see Faye at night, so he could talk about Nancy's arrangement with her for good.
There had to be a solution to this. Nancy could not live the rest of her life like this.
Just then, however, Wilbur frowned at the door. "Do you need something, Charles?"
"Sir, Wesley Miller's fainted at the bridge. What should I do?" Charles asked cautiously.
Wilbur frowned, before saying, "Bring him in here."
"Yes, Sir." Charles hurried off at once.
Wilbur let out a sigh, staring blankly into space.
At the end of the day, there were some things he could not bear to let happen when he had the ability to help.
Soon after that, Charles and another staff member carried Wesley in, who was now unconscious.
Wilbur gestured for them to place Wesley down on the couch.
"You can leave now," said Wilbur after that.
Charles left with the other staff members, and Wilbur shook his head before channeling some spiritual energy into Wesley.
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