A foreigner's journey

September 4th, a private club in Youkexin City.

Batra clasped his hands together tightly and stretched his neck forward anxiously, but did not dare to make a sound.

He was afraid of disturbing Heather's treatment.

A thin, pale, long-haired woman lay on the originally well-equipped hospital bed. She closed her eyes tightly. All the tubes and ancillary medical equipment originally inserted into her body had been removed, even those famous doctors invited by Batra. Protesting doesn't work either.

Three stone beetles were lying on the forehead, chest and calf of the unconscious woman respectively, and the remaining one was attached to the back of Heather's right hand.

The golden fluorescence continued to spread outward through the traces of Gubarot runes on the back of the beetle. Batra, who specially borrowed the [Three-Eyed Demon Scarf] from Rhoda Jindom, could not take his eyes away from the woman's face in the hospital bed illuminated by the golden fluorescence. Her lower body gradually became rosy, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

After how many years, finally... finally...

The arms that had become dry and shrunken due to more than ten years of inactivity have become full again, the legs that were completely disabled due to the car accident are also gradually recovering, and the dry and pale skin has become delicate and rosy, which can be seen under the closed eyelids. Her eyes began to move rapidly, she was about to wake up.

First her fingers trembled slightly, and not long after, her eyelids trembled and then she slowly opened them, staring blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling and the black-haired young man with glasses standing beside the bed.

"Isabella..."

Hearing the familiar voice, the woman turned her head and found Batra's face full of grooves and tears approaching her.

"Bart, honey, why have you become so haggard..."

Isabella murmured and reached out to touch Batra's face, and her memory gradually came back: "I seem to have... been in... a car accident?"

She sat up suddenly and looked at her legs. She remembered that her legs were squeezed and crushed during the car accident. The terrible pain made her tremble when she thought about it, but now...she was trembling. He gently touched his legs, which were as good as ever.

Was that car accident just a dream?

Batra held Isabella's hand and spoke in a trembling tone: "It's not a dream, my dear Isabella, you have been sleeping in the hospital bed for thirteen years since that terrible car accident. I have exhausted everything. There was no way I could wake you up until I met Mr. Heather..."

He turned to look at Heather, his eyes full of excitement: "Thank you so much! Thank you so much! I, I really don't know what to say!"

Heather waved her hand, and the four scarabs floated up and then turned into thoughts and dissipated:

"This is the deal we agreed on, you're welcome. It should be said that the treatment is quite timely. With this lady's physical condition, if it is delayed for another month, she will probably die completely. Don't worry, [Light Egg] has already All her old injuries and the physical damage over the years have been repaired, and a perfect skin care package is also provided for free. In a few minutes, she will be able to regain her freedom of movement, and you two can happily fall in love again."

"I am willing to use my life in exchange for Isabella's recovery, not to mention that I have sworn before that as long as you can save Isabella, I will hand over all my property. Dealing with GI ( It will take some time to wrap up the Greedy Continent Game) and pay the contract fees for those hired hunters. Once all this is dealt with, I will immediately issue a statement and entrust all the property to you in a legal form."

Batra is a man of his word, and in his opinion, a trillion dollars of wealth is not worth the gentle smile of his lover.

And Isabella didn't lose her composure at all even when she heard that Batra was going to give away all her property. Instead, she kissed the side of Batra's face encouragingly: "You have finally made up your mind... Bart, the two of us will live in seclusion from now on." Let’s live a peaceful life in a remote town.”

"Okay...okay!" Batra and her lover hugged each other tightly.

Heather raised her eyebrows and glanced at Isabella. Both her heartbeat and body temperature showed that this woman was not lying. She was really not a scheming woman who calculated Batra's property... Heather admitted that she had guessed wrong. There was nothing she could do about it. This is how it is written in online articles all over the world. It is indeed a bit preconceived.

Thinking of this, Heather stopped stretching. There was no fun to watch anyway: "Actually, I don't intend to ask for your property, Mr. Batra."

"Can……"

"You give me the [Light Egg], and I'll help you [rescue people]. This is a fair and reasonable transaction. I'm not a greedy person."

Heather picked up the coat that was placed on the back of the chair and pushed the frame on the bridge of her nose: "But I leave it to you to pay the commission fee to the enemy family. Also, the commission to clear the GI game is always up to you. But I remember there is also a [rejuvenation medicine] there, don’t you want it to match Ms. Isabella’s appearance more?”

After saying this, Batra was immediately moved. He also doesn’t want to go out with his girlfriend and be praised by others, ‘Your daughter is so beautiful’ or ‘Your granddaughter is so beautiful’. She must be more suitable for Isabella when she returns to her youthful appearance, right?

Who was not a spirited boy when he was young?

"Mr. Heather, you will always be Isabella and I's most important friend."

Batra helped Isabella stand up, and the two of them bowed deeply to Heather on the other side of the hospital bed:

"Everything in Batra Industry will be at your disposal. Please accept our most sincere gratitude."

Heather smiled: "Okay, I'll accept your thanks and forget about the rest. I'm leaving. Please contact me if you need anything."

The door opens, then closes.

In the room where only two people were left, Isabella hugged Batra, rested her chin on the old man's shoulder, and spoke softly:

"You've suffered a lot for me these years, right?"

Batra's eyes shed tears of happiness: "For you, no matter how hard it is, it's worth it..."

…………

The towering Hunter Association headquarters building is located in the president's office on the top floor.

A short weirdo with a bean-like face and no nose and ears placed a stack of report sheets on the desk, turned to look at the figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling window: "President, the information you requested."

"Oh, it's the bean-faced man."

The figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window turned around. He was a short old man with a ponytail on his bald head, a thick beard, and large and long earlobes. He was wearing a wide kimono, wearing wooden clogs, and his face was written all over. With [vitality].

Isaac Nitro, the twelfth (current) president of the Hunter Association, is respected as the "strongest telepathic person".

Nitro walked to his desk, picked up the report, glanced at it twice, stroked his beard and laughed:

"Hahaha, it's so scary. The Phantom Troupe, which was composed entirely of people with difficult telepathy abilities, was completely destroyed in just one night."

"Yes, [Twelve Earthly Branches] were also shocked after receiving the information. They were all surprised that such a powerful newcomer suddenly appeared."

The bean-faced man pointed at the report sheet: "President, could this Mr. Heather be Izenabi..."

"Yes, the person with natural telekinesis discovered by Izanabi half a year ago is technically a member of our [Shingen Ryū]."

Nitro stroked his beard and looked at the photo of Heather with glasses on the report card, his smile full of interest:

"What an interesting boy... I have to move faster, otherwise it will be no fun if that guy finds me first."

Thank you fisher for the 10,000 reward!