Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 2155 Inviting Master Levi

As for Matthew, Martin was faintly intrigued by the large amount of profit that Matthew had raked in

using his Reconstruction Pills. That was not to say that he wasn't tempted, far from it even. Still, he

didn't really have the mind to pay any attention to it until now.

Now that he would be attending the Martial League this time, he would be able to handle both matters

smoothly, killing two birds with one stone. So, why shouldn't he lend a hand as it were?

Of course, if this scheme fails, he wouldn't bother trying a second time. This was nothing but a mere

request from a disposable pawn, so it was barely on his priority list.

However, Orlaith had no choice right now. She stared at the poisonous pill in her hand as images of her

being forced into this situation flitted through her mind's eye. Eventually, her reluctance was

overwhelmed by a toxic mixture of hatred and malicious glee. So, she tilted her head back and Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

swallowed it without further prompting.

Martin nodded slightly in satisfaction before asking, ''Since you want Matthew dead, you should have

his detailed information, right?''

Orlaith immediately nodded and scurried back to the ship. Then, she brought out a whole stack of

documents and handed it over to the man.

''This was what I received from my connections in Cathay when I ordered them to do a thorough

investigation of Matthew.''

Martin flipped through the documents and the corners of his lips twitched into a disdainful smirk. So,

this was what she meant by detailed information when she investigated Matthew; how quaint.

With that thought in mind, he hoisted the useless woman over his shoulder before jumping off the

sinking ship himself.

Once they were back on Martin's warship, he called for Orlaith, who was having her wounds treated, to

ask about the recent issues regarding the high seas. There were several reports of 'walking dead'

roaming around desolate and uninhabited islands recently.

Prior to this, he had suspected that this had something to do with Emsgate. Alas, after he interrogated

the woman, he realized that she was so worthless that she hadn't even heard about it. So, Martin gave

up trying to look for clues from the pawn who was fidgeting before him.

''Alright, fine. Get your wounds treated. I'll deal with Matthew. I have other matters for you to do once

he has been dealt with.''

Then, Martin sent Orlaith away before sternly instructing his underlings, ''The reports of the walking

dead; leave no stones unturned. This is a big deal, don't be careless.''

As he mentioned the topic, his face became shrouded by gloom and murderous tension could be felt in

the room.

There was a long pause before he continued to flip through the file in his hand. The gears in his mind

shifted while he skimmed through the report quickly. Finally, he tapped his fingers on the coffee table

before ordering his subordinates, ''Invite the head of the Damron family and Master Levi. Tell them

Martin Newmont requests an audience with them, so I've invited them out to sea for a chat.''

His voice boomed loudly throughout the room.

Several of his subordinates disappeared as soon as the order was given.

Almost immediately, several motorboats that were parked within the battleship roared as they sped

towards the shores of Cathay.

What shocked Orlaith more than anything was the number of men the King of Rivenia had at his

disposal.

This was a place filled to the brim with powerful martial arts practitioners. She had seen quite a number

of fighters in her lifetime, and they all had their nose in the air when they set their eyes on someone

they deemed as 'lesser'. Yet, here these men were, obediently obeying his words as though they were

absolute. There wasn't even a hint of protest from their actions. Frankly, Martin's control over his men

was so creepy that she felt a chill run up her spine. For a moment, she couldn't help but wonder

whether she had made the right decision.

Meanwhile, in the Southern region, in the Sinclair residence's Courtyard, a maid dressed in black was

pouring tea for Levi. Suddenly, he froze mid-action as his ears heard a faint sound.

He assumed that he was about to get into a bloody fight, which was a norm for someone of his status.

Thus, he grabbed a dagger from a secret compartment nearby before rushing out of the room. By the

time he stepped foot in his courtyard, there were already five people kneeling on one knee waiting for

him.

As soon as the leader of the platoon saw him coming, he exclaimed, ''The King of Rivenia, Lord Martin

Newmont, has sent an invitation for the King of the South, Master Levi Quirk, to board his ship for a

discussion.''

After his announcement, the leader held the invitation scroll in both hands and held it above his head

as he knelt.

A gentle breeze blew past as Levi swept his gaze across the men before him.

Suddenly, a figure moved in front of him and took the scroll in his stead. The mysterious figure checked

the scroll for any foul play before handing it to Levi. Finally, Levi opened it with a quick snap and

skimmed through the invitation.

Levi asked, ''Your Lord, what does he want to talk about?''

After Levi listened to those words, his face remained emotionless as he dispassionately gave an

affirmative answer.

''Then, we shall take our leave,'' the leader intoned respectfully now that he had completed his task.

Then, the entire squad retreated and disappeared into the shadows in a blink of an eye.

These men were clearly well-trained as they left the instant their assignment was done. Nonetheless,

as soon as everyone left, the maid in black that had been standing guard behind Levi asked him

cautiously, ''Master Levi, we barely have any contact with Lord Martin. This invitation… Could it be a

scheme against us?'' Coոtent оf

The maid parted her lips and was just about to speak when Levi interrupted her by waving his hand.

''Alright, that's enough out of you. You should know by now that curiosity killed the cat.''

Levi shot her a glance. ''Also, where's my tea?'' The maid's face flushed crimson as she cursed herself

for her negligence inwardly as she hastily rushed to prepare a fresh pot of tea.