After Levi transformed into the Leviathan, she became much stronger. Holding the upper hand, she said to N with an imperious, commanding tone, "Now that you've seen our true forms. Would you reconsider my offer? I could certainly use someone as talented as you."

  "Thank you for your offer," N said, his confidence unwavering despite being in peril. "In return, I have a proposition for you: how about working with me instead?"

  N continued, "I'm sure you're well aware of the Kingdom's corruption. It has been going on for decades. There is no other way than to rebuild the Kingdom. I also know about the political perils that you are going through. If you work with me, I will never let that happen."

  Levi was very surprised at the counter offer. She opened her eyes widely to take a better look at N. "This person is not just another demon." She finally realized. N then added. "If you genuinely have a plan to improve the Kingdom, I'd love to hear it. If not, please spare us the excuses; we're both short on time."

  An unsettling silence hung in the air as the Leviathan intensely gazed upon N for a full minute. Between adversaries who were just trying to kill each other moments ago, a minute felt like an eternity. The Behemoth impatiently glanced at her several times with a mix of curiosity and concern. Levi, perhaps unintentionally, took a step back and bowed her head, her eyes distant as she became lost in thought.

  "It looks like she is really considering my offer. Perhaps I can give her one more push." N thought as he cautiously observed Levi and attempted to predict her thoughts.

  Suddenly, Levi, the Behemoth and N sensed an incredibly strong Aura nearby. They all turned toward the Aura in synchrony and saw a silver radiance glowing behind the trees in the forest.

  "Healing Spells? No, this brilliance... Resurrection?" The three of them shared the same thought simultaneously.

  The only one injured in the area was Bob. Therefore, the person who cast Resurrection must be an ally of N, and possessed the power beyond that of a Holy Knight. Both Levi and the Behemoth quickly took notice of this.

  As this happened, the Behemoth looked up toward the mountain behind N and remarked, "Hey, Levi. Look, over there."

  Levi's gaze turned upward, and in that instant, her demeanor shifted. "This is our loss," she declared. "We will leave now." The two godly beasts swiftly shrunk in size together and retreated into the water.

  N remained vigilant, facing their direction without relaxing. His intense Aura continued to occupy the area as a precaution.

  "Thanks, Myne," N said without turning around.

  "You are way too reckless! If you lose, what will happen to Ashley? Also, what if Saint Levi tells the others about you?" Myne scolded the young man from a distance using Wind magic.

  "Sorry I made you worry. But first, I only needed to chase her away or convince her to stop, which I almost succeeded; and second." N said confidently. "She won’t tell anyone."

  "You are being too arrogant." Myne continued to berate N. "You need to be more careful if you want to live long. If you had failed at your convincing, it would have been very dangerous."

  "With everything that's going on right now, I’d worry more about Cecelia. Why don’t you go check up on her? Just in case."

  "Are you sure?" Myne asked with concern.

  "Yes, I've got a new helper, Julie. You've met her." N replied. "I will let you know if I need your help again. Thanks."

  "No problem. You got anything to say to Cecelia?"

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  "Please send her my regards."

  Myne paused, then asked with a hint of dissatisfaction, "That's it?"

  "Ah... Yes?"

  "...I will go see Ashley first. See ya."

  "Why?" N furrowed his brows and asked.

  Myne didn’t answer, and left. "…"

  "Alright, focus. I got a new patient." N murmured to himself as he sheathed his sword.

  After Myne left, N traversed over treetops northward for thirty seconds and retrieved a bag. N then hastened toward Bob, descending from the trees to land before Adrian, and simultaneously took off his hood and mask. The hood, now discarded, had flattened his hair, which, combined with his fair skin, gave him the vibe of an academic nerd who had spent years inside a lab. Yet, his piercing Emerald eyes were filled with unwavering conviction.

  Tiffany was still surprised, albeit delightedly, that the Leviathan and Behemoth would leave without a fight. Adrian and Winnie were panting, exhausted from casting Resurrection.

  N chanted, "Appraisal," and began examining Bob’s wound. "How is he?" Tiffany asked, very concerned.

  N's eyes widened in surprise as he unpacked his medical equipment. "You two have actually managed to awaken Resurrection?! I thought it was your mother!"

  "Yes, but the ancestors sealed it off so that we won't injure ourselves. Also, we could not finish the spell." Adrian answered as Winnie continued breathing heavily.

  "Excellent work! That's good enough. I can handle it from here. Bob is no longer in danger." N warmly smiled as he answered. "Tiffany, could you please grab some water and clean towels? Also, would you mind preparing some boiled water?" Nathan asked, smiling, "Oh, and by the way, my name is Nathan."

  "Absolutely, Nathan!" Tiffany exclaimed, hurrying off toward the stone house.

  "Was that the right time to tell me his name?" She wondered as she moved. Then, a realization struck her. "Ah! Now that Adrian and Winnie have used Resurrection, he knows for certain we're on his side."

  "Stone House. Light Orbs." Nathan made a well-lit room with a door as the children rested enough and walked away. Tiffany brought some towels and boiled water.

  "Now that I am here, he is no longer in a life threatening situation. However, I'll require a few hours to perform the necessary surgery." Nathan calmly said to the children. "Please don’t come into the room during the operation."

  "Tiffany, I will need your help." Nathan added.

  Tiffany took the children outside of the room and went back in herself. Before long, the area was lit up by glowing silver Aura, filled with dancing silver sparkles like twinkling stars.

  Adrian and Winnie sat on a fallen tree right outside, waiting for the surgery to finish.

  "So beautiful," Winnie was again fascinated by the sparkles, "He is like our guardian angel."

  "Yes he is." Adrian smiled and agreed without last time's hesitation.

  After several grueling hours, Nathan and Tiffany finally concluded the surgery successfully. Having employed the Sleep spell as an anesthetic, Bob slumbered peacefully, oblivious to the world around him.

  Finally, their ordeal was over. As soon as they tried to relax, the family was struck by the feeling of hunger. As the sound of rumbling stomachs filled the air, Tiffany headed back to the stone house and retrieved lunch for everyone. They enjoyed lunch in a peaceful, serene forest, where the freshly fallen trees and newly created craters served as a reminder of the much-needed aid from Nathan and the ancestors.

  After lunch, Tiffany went back into the surgery room and began cleaning up the bloody towels and surgical equipment.

  Meanwhile, Nathan returned to the now shattered Stone Lance that had wounded Levi, and cast Appraisal on the residual bloodstains. Nathan furrowed his brows, pulled out a notebook, and began scribbling down his observations. After around an hour, he proceeded to analyze Behemoth’s bloodstains, and repeated the Appraisal process. N smiled with thrill and excitement as he worked. Analyzing the two godly beasts was a rare opportunity, a privilege many researchers could only dream of.

  It was already late afternoon when Nathan finished his analysis. Meanwhile, Bob had awakened, and the family was gathered at the riverside beside their stone house, discussing what had happened

  Nathan walked toward the family and said, "Bob, I need to give you an update on your wound." Everyone stopped talking and gave their attention to Nathan.

  "You will start developing a fever soon, if not already. For the next few days, please try not to move around too much. After your fever has passed, you can begin with some light exercises," said Nathan. Then, he took out a bottle and handed it to Tiffany. "I have some antibiotic herbal ointments here. Clean your wound, change the bandages 3 times a day and apply these to your wound. This should be enough for another day. I have extra stored at the hospital."

  "Your left arm will never regain its former strength. There should be no issue for daily tasks, but you can no longer depend on it for combat." Nathan solemnly shared the bad news with Bob.

  Bob's chest and left arm were encased in a cast. "As I suspected," he sighed.

  Bob and Tiffany had seen many injuries when they fought in the war; and so they were not surprised.

  "However, if you have no prejudice against demonic races, there is a way I can cure your left arm." Nathan said with a confident smile, his gaze fixed on Bob.

  "How?" Bob asked, gazing up at Nathan as if he saw a ray of hope.