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Farm World.
Sean and Elvire, who had just "died," suddenly woke up on the sofa, gasping for breath.
They looked as if they had been startled awake from a nightmare.
Elise, who had been waiting by their side, saw Sean return and exclaimed in pleasant surprise, "Master, you’re awake?"
Hearing the commotion, Eleanor, who had been watching a show in her room, threw down her headphones and ran out. Suppressing her inner joy, she gave Sean a maid’s curtsy. "Master, welcome home."
"Mm."
But Sean was in no mood to chat with the two sisters. He just grunted in acknowledgment before quickly checking on Elise’s injuries.
He and Elvire were awake, but Elise was not.
"Elise..."
"Elise!"
"Open your eyes!" Elvire shook Elise’s shoulders relentlessly, but Elise remained unresponsive.
Sean checked for Elise’s breath. It was there, but faint—so faint she hardly seemed alive.
He pried open her eyelids. Her eyes were pitch-black, just as they had been in the New World when the Death God’s scythe struck her.
"Diana..." Elvire’s fists clenched, the hatred in her eyes practically overflowing. She didn’t know why Diana had targeted Elise; she only knew that Diana had nearly killed her best friend. Even now, the image of Elise taking the blow for her and Sean was seared into her mind. ’I will get revenge for this!’
Sean didn’t try to make excuses for Diana, because he was just as furious.
He had thought Diana was just putting on an act for Fan Ke’er’s benefit. He never imagined she would strike such a heavy blow.
But anger wouldn’t solve the problem.
Sean’s voice was frighteningly low as he said to Eleanor, "Call Lante. Tell him to get over here immediately!"
"Yes." Eleanor didn’t know what was happening, but seeing Sean’s urgency, she didn’t dare delay. She immediately went into the other room to grab her phone and call Lante.
Elise, the maid, had never seen Sean so angry. She panicked slightly and asked tentatively in a small voice, "Master, did something happen?"
Before Sean could answer, Elvire roared at her, "Did something happen? Your master killed Elise!"
She was losing control of her emotions.
Elise was completely stunned by the shouting. "My... my master... killed Sister Elise?"
Sean moved aside slightly. Only then did Elise see the other woman’s state. Her beautiful face had lost its usual vitality and color, turning a deathly pale, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.
Elise’s breath hitched, her heart skipping a beat. Her eyes widened. "How could this be?!"
’How could Sister Elise be dead??’
’Elvire said her master killed her... Does she mean Her Highness the Saintess?’
’But... Her Highness the Saintess might be moody, but she’s not the type to be so ruthless, is she?’
’That one time I got drunk and told Her Highness the Saintess to her face that I liked Sean, she didn’t even kill me.’
"Can’t you see for yourself?!" Elvire was rarely this agitated.
It startled Elise so much that she didn’t dare make another sound.
Sean grasped Elvire’s hand and said, "Eli, calm down. This has nothing to do with Elise."
Elvire retorted angrily, "You’re still defending her?"
It was true. Diana was the one who had attacked, and it really had nothing to do with the maid, Elise.
But people don’t think so clearly when they’re consumed by rage.
There were four conscious people in the room. Besides Elvire herself, Sean and the two sisters could all be considered Diana’s people. Her friend had been killed at Diana’s hands. If she didn’t take her anger out on Elise, was she supposed to take it out on Sean?
Elvire knew she was being unreasonable.
But she couldn’t control herself.
’If Elise dies, I’ll risk my own life to make Diana pay!’
"Miss Flame Crow, if you want to vent, take it out on me. I won’t fight back." Eleanor stepped out from her room at that moment, shielding her younger sister.
She could understand Elvire’s feelings.
She didn’t want Elise to die, either.
If it were her own sister on the verge of death, she would be lashing out just like Elvire.
’The master did wrong, so the servant takes the punishment. It’s only logical.’
Seeing Eleanor now clashing with Elvire, Sean felt a massive headache coming on.
Elvire was normally very reasonable, but the more reasonable a person is, the harder they are to console when they lose control. Their mental defenses are usually strong, so if something is powerful enough to break them down, simple platitudes will be useless. In fact, they would only make things worse.
Just as Sean was racking his brain over how to calm Elvire down, a series of urgent knocks on the door came to his aid.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
"Who is it?"
"It’s me, Lante."
Sean paused. ’Lante?’
He gestured for Elise to open the door.
The visitor was indeed Lante.
He was carrying a small case.
"That was fast," Sean said, surprised.
"I was just at the entrance to the complex." Lante held up the case. "I was coming to deliver your potion."
He had been engrossed in researching the second High-Potency Magic Potion recently, not even leaving his home in the process. The moment he finished making it, he had set out to deliver it to Sean. By coincidence, he received Eleanor’s call just then. It sounded like something was wrong, so he had picked up the pace and run the rest of the way.
"Thanks for your hard work." Sean didn’t waste time with further pleasantries; now was not the time. He took the case from Lante, set it aside, and led him over to Elise. "Quick, take a look at her. She was just killed in the New World."
Lante looked a little confused. "If she was killed, shouldn’t she be fine after a couple of days’ rest?"
Kate and Sopea had been killed before, more than once even, and they never had any major problems.
"This time is different." Sean used his fingers to pry open Elise’s eyelids.