The Medallion novel Chapter 1825

The moment Rocky stepped into the forest, he sensed that a murderous will oozed out from the figure who was following him. But of course, he still remained calm because he was leading the person here on purpose.

Realizing that they were now in a remote place, the person bearing the killing intent suddenly rushed towards Rocky. Soon enough, Rocky felt a shining sharp claw around his neck.

"Have you really thought this through, Quentin? I am about to attend a wedding ceremony as the bridegroom. If anything suddenly happens to me, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape this place," Rocky warned. Even before he entered the forest, he already knew that it was Quentin who was following him.

"I'm not stupid. I'm not here to kill you. Just give me the formula of the healing pill and you're free to go!" Quentin said in a rough and gloomy voice.

"Formula? What are you talking about?" Rocky did not want this to be easy for Quentin, so he pretended not to know about it.

"You can't fool me! I know that you made a special healing pill to save Valeria. Now, give the formula of that pill to me so that we can both walk out of here as soon as possible! I'm not playing games here, Odin!" Quentin roared.

"Oh, so you want to heal yourself using my pills? I can create those pills to help you. But is this the way you're going to ask me for help? By attacking me?" Rocky sneered, deliberately provoking Quentin.

But after regaining his senses, Quentin finally took away the Spectral King Claw.

"How do you know that I have those healing pills?" Rocky asked, trying to confirm that Gloria did her job appropriately.

"Why do you care? That's not important!"

"Well, there's only one possible person who could have told you about it. It was Gloria, right? She came to me lately, but apparently, she just did that to steal the pills and give them to you," Rocky said with a serious expression. He did this on purpose so that Quentin would trust Gloria even more.

"Ha-ha! I see. Were you thinking that Gloria will really fall in love with someone like you? Quit daydreaming!" Quentin snorted disdainfully, falling easily for Rocky's splendid act.

"Humph! I don't need her in the first place. I already have Valeria, so I can just dispose of her anytime," Rocky retorted with a shrug.

"Don't act like you're such a big shot. Just cut the crap and give me the formula. I don't have much time to waste on you!" Quentin demanded sternly, growing impatient with their pointless conversation.

"I can give you the formula, but it will just be pointless in your hands," Rocky said while crossing his arms on his chest.

"What the hell do you mean?"

"It means that I am the only one who can refine this complex kind of pill. If you really want to recover from your injuries, you have to ask for my help in refining them. So, if you ever plan to do something against me, then you are doomed to become disabled throughout your whole life."

"Are you threatening me, bastard?" Based on Rocky's tone, Quentin easily perceived that Rocky was implying something more.

"Threatening you? No, of course not. I don't have to do that. After all, at your current state, I can just watch on the sidelines while the other Godly Geniuses take care of you. I don't even need to deal with you myself," Rocky replied, subtly mocking him by stating the obvious.

"Then, what the hell do you want? Just say it direct to my face!" Although Quentin was unwilling to ask for Rocky's help, at this point, he was the only one that could heal him.

"All right then, since you want me to be straightforward, listen carefully to what I'm about to say. All I want is for you to persuade the leader of your Purgatory Fief to side with Princess Layla in the coming selection of the next ruler of the Shura Race," Rocky said bluntly.

"What? That's impossible! The Purgatory Fief has already decided to support Prince Zain!" Quentin instantly refused, knowing that this matter was out of his hands.

"Well, I don't think that's my problem anymore. You asked me what I want as payment for your recovery, so you have to agree with my condition. I'm sure you understand your position. After all, without the Godly Genius, the Purgatory Fief will be out of the competition for good, and of course, you don't want that. Moreover, I'm a bit certain that the leader of your fief is yet to know that you're seriously injured, right?" Rocky knew that Quentin was at his most desperate moment right now, so he was confident that he could take advantage of it.

"Damn it! Why do I have to go through this?" Quentin's face twitched in rage that the veins on his temples became very visible.

"Don't get so angry. I'm sure that it won't be that difficult for you to convince your leader. After all, everyone knows that Princess Layla has a very good reputation since her mother has been a virtuous ruler in the past. It will also be advantageous for your fief if she became the next ruler." Rocky expressed his opinion, pushing Quentin to agree with him.

"Ha! It doesn't really matter to me who's going to be the next ruler. Everything will just be the same."

"Then, you have no reason not to agree with my terms. Put your well-being as your priority. There is nothing wrong with that."

"Fine. I agree..." Since Quentin knew that he really had no other choice, he eventually agreed.

"Here is a bottle of the pills that I promised. Take it and you should feel better." Rocky took out the bottle he had prepared in advance and handed it over.