Chapter 20

"What did you find peculiar, elder?"

The others questioned.

He frowned and said, "Two days ago, he was with the 3rd pair of siblings, and they met the 4th son on their way. They got into a fight, and naturally, as you all are aware, the 4th son is a waste, so they did him quite the number. But in the middle of the fight, young Miss Naida intervened…"

"What!? Unbelievable!"

"Impossible!"

The other two expressed surprise.

Nadia!

The most likely future clan head.

Not even the elders dared to be disrespectful to her, even though they were much above her in standing and power. They could, but none of them wanted to be on her bad side.

She was called the dark seedling because of her deadly talent.

Usually, every child born to the clan's direct lineage, to Mistress Ophelia, was highly talented.

But— Oliver was an exception!

He was born just a few weeks after Nadia and was deemed utter trash. He had one of the worst inherent talents, truly not worthy of their clan name.

However, they suddenly felt something odd.

Nadia, who was born just before him, was born with extreme talent, and he was born lacking.

It was as if… she had sucked all of his talents and abilities while they were in the womb of their mother!

This led everyone to make rumors that she was a dark seedling who stole her twin's talents, like a demoness.

Of course, no one dared to say such a thing openly.

"Why would Miss Nadia…?"

One of the elders couldn't help but be curious.

"This is something I am not sure about… apparently she ordered the guards to leave the scene immediately after she made him leave in a somewhat shameful method…"

"Sir, are you suggesting that the second young master sought revenge on her later, resulting in this? Did Miss Nadia really do that…?"

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"No way, but it does make sense. Miss Nadia is capable of such actions; she doesn't care about anyone."

Another elder said in a half-complaining, half-helpless tone.

He was really helpless. He could not say anything to Nadia after all. She had the direct backing of the clan head and Ophelia the great witch.

And not to mention, she was a growing monster. Every week, she would progress significantly. Anyone sane won't offend her considering she had a great future ahead.

"Why would the second young master act so recklessly? It's hard to believe he didn't consider the consequences… He's impulsive, but not foolish."

"And why was the fourth son even there in the first place? If I recall correctly, he's not permitted to reside in the central area. This all seems rather perplexing…"

The elders bickered among themselves for some time.

At this moment, the senior-most of them, the one with a profound aura from earlier, spoke, making them all silent.

"It is as you all know… we cannot come to any conclusions like this. We have to get our answers from young master himself."

He paused, looking at all the elders waiting for him.

"Retrieve a healing elixir from the clan resource center. Use my name; I have a few elixirs left."

He said calmly, shocking all the ones present. The medics had eyes filled with envy.

Getting even a single elixir was terrifyingly hard, but the senior elder had a few that he could spare to use!

This showed how influential and powerful the senior elder was.

"I'll fetch it immediately!"

The junior elder left directly. As long as they used a healing elixir, it was only a matter of time before they got to know everything.

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In just about 5 minutes, the elder who had gone to fetch the elixir returned, he was carrying along a bottle containing a pale green liquid with a lot of sparkles in it.

Just looking at it made one want to have a sip of it… after all, it looked delectable and smelled good.

"Feed it to him."

The senior elder said as he glanced at the 2nd young master who was tugging his hair so hard that they might just get uprooted, his eyes were widened and his pupils were dotted as a stream of tears kept going down.

"Young master, please open your mouth…"

The doctor quickly assisted, placing their hands on his chin, they gently pried open his sealed mouth while the nurses held him.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Slowly the contents of the potent healing elixir were delivered in his mouth as everyone watched with patience as the tube carrying elixir slowly emptied.

The doctors and other backed away after finishing the deed, allowing the young master to recover.

They observed slowly as his eyes slowly started to relax, his trembling hands also calmed down as he let go of his iron grip on his hair.

With shallow breaths, he fell back onto his bed, it was as if all strength had left his body.

He could not and did not wanted to get up at all.

"Young master, are you back."

The elder asked in a calm tone as he saw their young master's body jolt at being suddenly called out.

"I-I- where am I? What happened?"

He asked unsure of what was even happening, he opened his eyes and all he could feel his lack of strength and mental exhaustion.

He tried to remember what had happened but all he could feel was fog in his memories, his brain hurt a lot as he tried to recall what happened.

Hiss!

He hissed in pain as he felt a black wall blocking his access to the events that transpired the previous week.

Every time he tried to access the black wall in his memories, he would receive a sharp pain.

"What happened? Why are elders gathered in my courtyard?"

He puzzlingly questioned as he did not understand the situation but looking at the grave expression on their faces, he devised that something was wrong.

"It seems he does not remember what has happened."