Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 2012

The bespectacled man shut up at once.

"You blasted fools are getting more brazen with each passing day. You want the recipe? Then strike a

deal. Can't strike a deal? Then do some R&D. But stealing someone's fruit of labor? Inconceivable."

As one of the top military members, the general knew of these people's plan to stop Matthew on the

way. He admired lads like Matthew, but the Reconstruction Pill contained the potential to bring in untold

riches. It was an allure none could resist. He wanted to help Matthew, yet he couldn't.

He did dispatch a squad to escort Matthew halfway on his journey, but before they could even step out

of Bainbridge, they were recalled urgently, claiming they had to protect Bainbridge from any harm, for

the competition was drawing near. He was also ordered to check for any hazards in the city. That was

the department with the most work. Because of that, he was delayed. Even if he wanted to switch to

another department, his boss would stop him from doing so by giving him excuses.

It was a game of politics, the kind of game General Cobalt didn't know how to play. So, he

surreptitiously told the Cosbys to help Matthew and buy some time until he could make it to the

battlefield. "Tell your employer to take his grievances to me. We're all in the Historic District. I'm

probably a stone's throw away from his place. No more business? Good. Scram."

Just a little more and I could've taken him with me! The bespectacled man was frustrated, but he knew

the general would not let him take Matthew. Left with no choice, he swung his arm forward and led his

men back in shameful defeat.

Once they were gone, the general cracked a smile. "Matthew, I presume? Welcome to Bainbridge." He

punched Matthew's shoulder, and the guy winced. "Sorry. Forgot you're a cripple now."

That was hurtful, but at least the general was straightforward. Matthew was surprised a general would

come to his aid. "Thank you, General Cobalt."

"Psh. Thank yous are for girls. You really want to thank me? Then win the championship."

However, the next second, the air around them felt colder. Offended by the general's remark, Freya

said, "The competition shall begin soon. I see you don't have time to make the meds. We'll talk after the

competition is over." She then put her blade on her shoulder and turned around to leave.

"One second." Matthew went ahead and took her aside, then he stuffed a pill in Freya's hands. "I can't NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

make the meds in time, but take this Godly Emergence Pill. You can rank up with this pill. It's late, so I

have to go now." He gave her the pill he made in Woodside and quickly went back to his team, worried

that Freya might refuse.

Freya blurted, "Tell me if you win the competition."

Matthew stopped in his tracks and turned around to wave at her with a smile.

"Sure thing." Most people had confidence he could do well in the competition, but only Freya was the

one who believed he could get first place. Aside from him, that was.

The crown prince approached Matthew with a smirk, then he put a hand on Matthew's shoulder. "A

tearful goodbye, I see. Was a bit too dark, but I think that was a present for her, wasn't it? I knew it.

She's your lover."

Matthew rolled his eyes and elbowed the crown prince.

The pain made the crown prince clutch his stomach, and he howled. "I'm the crown prince of

Mightwater. You can't do this to me."

"Yeah, yeah. We best be going now, or it's going to be dark."

"Hey, wait for me! Damn it, you can't leave me behind just because you had a sad goodbye with your

girlfriend."

They came to the river and washed the blood off them, then with General Cobalt escorting them,

Matthew and his team finally stepped foot in Bainbridge.