Not wasting another second, Wilbur hurled the Infernal Demon Sword into the Dragon's Altar.
An ancient aura surged out, and the sword was converted to grace points at once.
It was a whole 300 points.
Wilbur looked at them anxiously.
He did not know if 300 grace points would get him what he wanted, but he knew that the old dragon would be sure to have it.
Whether he was able to afford it or not was an entirely different matter.
The screen lit up with the available options.
Wilbur scrolled through them as his heart pounded wildly.
Very soon, he was able to find what he needed.
The purchase button, however, was gray.
"Nectar of Healing. Capable of erasing all wounds and completely restoring the user's body, as well as helping the user look young forever. Five hundred grace points."
It could even help the user look young forever. That was definitely something all women wanted.
However, Wilbur needed another 200 grace points to get it.
He cursed to himself, his mind racing.
Accruing contributions was not as easy as Wilbur liked it to be.
He was extremely frustrated but had no other choice.
Saying one last prayer, Wilbur stood before the Dragon's Altar for a while.
He hoped with all his might that the old dragon would descend, and at least have a chat with him.
Wilbur was willing to owe the dragon much more than the Nectar of Healing was worth if that meant that he would be given it now.
Nevertheless, a long time passed, and the altar remained silent.
Without the Nectar of Healing, there would be no healing Faye.
If Wilbur could not heal her soon enough, who knows what she would do to herself?
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