Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3201

"May I ask where you hail from, young friend, and why have you appeared in Montiria so late at night?" Elder Wynter inquired cautiously rather than extending an immediate offer of alliance.

Aelion remained silent for a moment before finally responding with difficulty. "I… am alone."

A flicker of joy crossed Elder Wynter's eyes, and she smiled kindly. "In that case, Aelion, would you consider coming back with me to the Witch Tower? You will be treated like family by everyone there."

Perhaps genuinely moved by Elder Wynter's words, or perhaps with nowhere else to go, Aelion hesitantly agreed. "Okay…"

Elder Wynter was slightly surprised by how easily Aelion agreed, but she didn't dwell on it. She led him back in the direction she had come.

Not far away, hidden in the shadows, Sasha covered her lips with a coy smile. "Oh dear, how easily he was led away."

As if recalling something, she suddenly pulled out a red-and-white fox mask from within her robes and placed it over her face.

Back at the Witch Tower in Everton, Elder Wynter returned in the middle of the night with Aelion.

Dorothy, who had been roused from her sleep by Elder Wynter, found herself staring at the alabaster, slightly androgynous man behind the elder.

"Elder Wynter, who is this?" Dorothy asked, pointing at Aelion with deep confusion.

"This is Aelion Tarian, whom I encountered outsider earlier tonight. From now on, he will be part of our Witch Clan," Elder Wynter declared, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

Dorothy was shocked by how decisively Elder Wynter had welcomed Aelion into the clan. It was rare for someone to be accepted so readily by the elder. A flicker of caution arose in Dorothy's heart toward Aelion, but it was quickly dispelled by Elder Wynter's next words.

"Your Majesty, Aelion Tarian is a grandmaster and can be of great service to you," Elder Wynter interjected.

Gadel's expression turned contemplative. A grandmaster willing to serve as his subordinate? It seemed almost too good to be true.

Bam!

Just as Gadel hesitated, Aelion, who had been standing straight, suddenly dropped to one knee. He looked up at Gadel, his voice soft yet firm. "I, Aelion Tarian... pledge allegiance to Your Majesty."

Gadel watched as Aelion knelt respectfully before him, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Very well, Aelion. From now on, you will be the general-in-chief of the Aerial Legion, a force directly under my command. Come to my study tomorrow, and I will personally select your soldiers."

Aelion's face lit up with a smile; his voice, still laced with that soft, androgynous tone, echoed through the chamber. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your boundless grace!"