Village Head's Debauchery

"I don't know much about the Sanctuaries, but she does know something about them," Seig responded, shaking his head before gesturing towards the downcast Evadne.

Listening to Seig's words and feeling the various gazes on her, Evadne raised her head and briefly glanced at Seig before fixing her eyes on the Village Chief and the others.

Suddenly, Evadne narrowed her eyes at the Village Chief and the others. "I am sorry, but I am not giving out such information for free," she said firmly.

A frown suddenly emerged on the Village Chief's face, along with Stronghold Leader Zogar and Seth.

"Cough! Cough! Evadne, what are you doing?" Seig whispered, staring at Evadne in surprise.

Just a few minutes ago, she was okay with giving the Village Chief and the others all the information they needed, and now she was behaving as though she wasn't willing to share the information she possessed.

"Captain, since we have no chance of getting out of here, I don't think we should be willing to share whatever information we have. If we are going to die, then we might as well do so with our lips sealed," Evadne declared with a fierce gaze, her eyes locking in the direction of the Village Chief and the others.

'What is wrong with this woman?' Seig thought, his brows twitching in annoyance. He could tell just by looking at her that she meant every word she had just said.

"Are you sure about this, Lieutenant Evadne? If you don't give us the information we want, then I will make sure that your death will come swiftly," the Village Chief retorted, his voice cutting through the tense atmosphere.

"Then, go ahead. Since we will be dead anyway, I don't see any problem in that," Evadne replied defiantly.

Initially, she had thought they could survive by getting on the Village Chief's good side. However, after trying to pledge their allegiances to him and then listening to his response, Evadne had decided. She believed it was better to die with the information she possessed than share it with them.

At least she would die knowing they wouldn't get what they wanted from her, rather than telling them everything they needed to know and then still hoping their deaths wouldn't come sooner or later.

Seig couldn't help but feel the veins in his forehead threatening to explode at Evadne's words. If this was her plan, what was the point of him going through all this and explaining everything to them?

Seig held back the irritation in his voice and cleared his throat. "Hey, if you want to change plans midway, you should at least inform me first instead of leaving me in the dark," Seig said, his eyes fixated on Evadne's figure.

Evadne shifted her attention back to Seig. "I'm sorry, Captain. I promise it won't happen again," Evadne responded, lowering her gaze with a defeated sigh escaping her lips. She realized how her Captain hated to be put in a situation like this and quickly apologized.

Meanwhile, above the cell, the Village Chief frowned at Evadne's words. He thought that his threat had been successful, especially after he had shown their current position. However, they were much more strong-willed than he had believed.

The Village Chief nodded, "I will keep my promise and suspend your execution today since Captain Seig has shared with us what we needed to know. I will return tomorrow to ensure we have obtained the information we need, so unless you're keen on losing your lives, you may keep them until then," the Village Chief said.

With that, he turned around and left towards the exit, adding, "In the meantime, you can have the fruits. They will be your only meals for the day," his voice trailing behind him.

Stronghold Leader Zogar briefly cast one last scrutinizing glance at the two attackers, narrowing his eyes on their figures, before he turned around and walked away to catch up with the Village Chief and Stronghold Leader Seth.

Seig calmly observed the scene before bringing the apple-

shaped fruit to his mouth and biting. He turned his head towards Evadne, noticing that she was also eating.

As the strange energy of the fruit surged through him, filling him with strength, Seig relaxed on the ground. Since they wouldn't have the privilege of being in this Sanctuary anytime soon, he decided it was time to carefully consider his next move.

…....….

Within the Third Border City Headquarters Branch Of The Healers' Association

Seraphina powered down the furnace and carefully cleaned her work equipment, ensuring everything was neatly arranged. Exhausted, she sank into the chair and rested her head on the table.

"How did he manage it?" Seraphina muttered to herself. She had spent three hours attempting to detect divine energy within the potential three-star Vylkr vine, but none of her experiments had yielded any results.

Seraphina let out a weary sigh as she rose from her seat, gathering the remaining Vylkr vines into a box and preparing to head back home. Tomorrow, she planned to consult with the former Prismerions Healers' Council, now the branch heads of various Healers' Association branches scattered throughout the Cities, to see if they had any solutions.

While she knew the chances of them having techniques to identify divine energy within the Vylkr vine were slim, it was still worth a try.

Furthermore, Seraphina couldn't shake the nagging desire to ask Orion how he detected the divine energy within the vine as she packed up. However, she dismissed the thought; if Orion hadn't shared his method with her, there must have been a reason.

Nevertheless, the prospect of meeting with the former Prismerions Healers' Council after so long was something Seraphina looked forward to.

…....…

Second Border City

Patriarch Rylan Residence

Patriarch Rylan's eyes slowly flickered open as he stirred awake, his gaze landing on the unfamiliar face before him before sweeping the room and recognizing the faces of his son, daughter, and the rest of the gods' chosen.

"Father!"

"Father!"

"Patriarch Rylan!!"

"Patriarch Rylan!!"

As Patriarch Rylan fully awoke and his gaze sharpened, Isadora, Lyndon, Leif, Leona, and the others erupted in excitement, rushing towards his bedside.