While Edwin was earnestly practicing The Primal Breath technique, a group of Royal Guards and hunters stumbled upon him.

Among the hunters, there were a few individuals who had stimulated their respective bloodlines to heighten their sense of smell to a canine’s level, aiding in their quest to locate signs of human presence.

It was these hunters who succeeded in tracking Edwin's position.

"Captain John! We found a child!" one of the Royal Guards shouted, catching John's attention.

John immediately made his way toward the commotion. Meanwhile, the team of Royal Guards and hunters approached the unconscious young boy lying on the ground, their curiosity piqued.

Whispers and speculations circulated among the group.

"Isn't that boy's hair silver? Could he be a member of the Royal Family?" one of the hunters speculated aloud.

Another hunter whispered in response, "I had no idea we were searching for royalty."

Their squad captain, though startled by the discovery, maintained his composure, and suggested, "Let's assess his condition."

Approaching Edwin, a hunter turned his body and checked his pulse. "He's alive, but he's severely injured," he reported.

John arrived at the scene just in time and ordered, "Step aside!"

Reluctantly, the guards and hunters moved aside to let John through. His excitement was palpable as he laid eyes on Edwin. That distinctive silver hair confirmed the boy's identity as a Royal Prince.

John was exhilarated; he had finally found Edwin after days of searching.

He took hold of Edwin's body from the hunter's hands and personally assessed his condition, noting the grave injuries.

He quickly glanced at the approaching team of Royal Guards and issued orders, "Bring me all the healing pellets and potions we brought! We need to administer first aid before taking His Highness back to the Palace!"

"Understood, Captain!" The team members promptly complied, bringing forward pellets and potions for treatment.

As John and his team worked to assist the injured prince, they quickly fetched a variety of elixirs and pellets from their supplies. These concoctions had been meticulously crafted for healing purposes.

John pointed to a blue vial filled with a shimmering liquid. "Fetch me the 'Rejuvenation Elixir,' and be swift about it."

A guard hurried to retrieve the mentioned elixir, bringing it back to John. With utmost care, John poured the Rejuvenation Elixir into a small cup. He then used a slender silver spoon to feed it to Edwin.

As Edwin ingested the elixir, a revitalizing energy coursed through him. His fractures began to mend, and the bruises on his body started to fade.

John then turned his attention to the hunter team. "Prepare the 'Mystic Recovery Elixir' and the 'Calm Mending Potion' immediately."

The Royal Guards and hunters acted swiftly, fetching the requested elixirs and potions. They handed them over to John, who examined the concoctions with a practiced eye.

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Dosing out the 'Calm Mending Potion' first, he gently applied it to Edwin's most severe injuries, ensuring it soaked into his skin. The potion worked its magic, knitting the torn flesh and soothing the pain.

For the remaining injuries, John administered the 'Mystic Recovery Elixir.' This elixir's restorative properties were evident as Edwin's body responded with vigor. The prince's physical well-being began to rapidly improve, and he stirred in response to the treatment.

John nodded with satisfaction, recognizing the elixirs' effectiveness in facilitating Edwin's recovery.

Once more, he fed Edwin some pellets named 'Vital Essence Enhancers,' which bolstered the boy's natural healing ability, reinforcing the elixirs' effects.

As the elixirs and pellets worked their healing magic on Edwin, John and his team of Royal Guards could see the young prince’s condition improving steadily. The color began to return to his face, and his breathing steadied.

With a sense of relief washing over them, John knew it was time to take Edwin back to the safety of the Royal Palace. Carefully, they lifted the injured prince, ensuring he was comfortable and secure for the journey.

However, as they began their return to the palace, John gathered the team of hunters who had assisted them. His expression turned stern, and he spoke with unwavering seriousness.

"Listen carefully," John began, his voice low and intense. "What happened here today must remain an absolute secret. None of you should speak a word about the Seventh Prince being found in this forest. Instead, you'll report that we were investigating a routine matter, nothing more."

He looked each hunter in the eye, making sure they understood the gravity of his words. "You've aided the Royal Guards today, and you'll be rewarded for your efforts. However, let this be clear: if even a hint of this operation leaks, if anyone reveals the prince's involvement, the consequences will be severe for each and every one of you."

The hunters nodded in agreement, their faces reflecting a mix of relief and understanding. They knew that the Royal Guards took the matter of the prince's safety seriously, and they had no intention of jeopardizing their own lives.

With that final warning, John and his team continued their journey back to the Royal Palace.

Shortly after Edwin's rescue, Captain John and his team hurried their return to the palace, bringing the injured prince with them.

Upon their arrival, John escorted Edwin to the care of the Royal Physician to ensure he received immediate medical attention.

As soon as Edwin was entrusted to the Royal Physician's care, John sought out Miss Olivia, Fourth Queen Allison's personal maid, to deliver the good news.

"Miss Olivia, I'm pleased to inform you that we have located His Highness Edwin. He is now under the care of the Royal Physician," John conveyed with calm and respect in his voice.

Olivia's eyes widened in astonishment at the news, and without a moment's hesitation, she hurried to Allison's chambers to share the joyous update.

Allison, upon learning of her son's recovery, was overwhelmed with a profound sense of relief and elation.

She rushed to the Royal Physician's hall, her heart brimming with anticipation and concern.

Though she was reassured that her son was in the care of the royal physician, questions still danced in her mind about his condition.

She fervently hoped that Edwin was free from any injuries and pain.

However, above all, she was glad that he was back to her. She promised herself not to let anything happen to him again!

As the tension and anticipation reached a crescendo, Allison burst into the Royal Physician's chamber. Edwin lay on the infirmary bed, his eyes closed as he continued to feign unconsciousness.

The Royal Physician, a man with a demeanor as steady as his skilled hands, acknowledged Allison's arrival.

"Your Majesty," he greeted with a respectful nod.

Allison's eyes were immediately drawn to her son, and her heart ached with concern.

She rushed to Edwin's bedside and, with trembling hands, reached out to gently touch his face. "My dear Edwin," she whispered, her voice filled with a mother's love.

The Royal Physician stepped forward, prepared to deliver the crucial information. "Your Majesty, I have thoroughly examined His Highness Edwin," he began, his tone measured. "I must inform you that he has sustained several grave injuries during his time away."

Allison's eyes widened in alarm. "Injuries? What kind of injuries?" she inquired with a tremor in her voice.

The Royal Physician explained, "His Highness has suffered from multiple broken bones, sore muscles, and extensive bruising on his body. However, I assure you that, with time and proper care, these injuries will heal completely."

Allison let out a sigh of relief, though her worry remained palpable. "I am grateful for your care, Doctor. Please, continue to attend to my son."

The Royal Physician nodded in acknowledgment. "Of course, Your Majesty. I will do everything in my power to ensure His Highness's swift recovery."

As he examined Edwin's chart, the Royal Physician couldn't help but feel somewhat puzzled. "Your Majesty, there is something quite remarkable about His Highness's condition," he ventured cautiously.

Allison turned her attention back to the physician, curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?"

The Royal Physician hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Considering the extent of his injuries, it is remarkable that His Highness does not appear malnourished or weakened. It is as if his bloodline has been stimulated in some way, preserving his vitality and strength throughout this ordeal."

Allison's eyes widened with astonishment. "Could it be?"

The Royal Physician nodded. "It is certainly possible, Your Majesty. Perhaps this experience has awakened latent bloodline abilities within His Highness, allowing him to endure these hardships."

Allison gazed down at her son, her heart swelling with pride and wonder.

As Edwin listened to the conversation between his mother and the Royal Physician, he felt a strong urge to open his eyes and correct the physician's assumption.

He wanted to tell them that it wasn't some latent bloodline ability that had preserved his life, but rather Vlad's intervention and the teachings of The Primal Breath technique.

It was this knowledge that had accelerated his healing and alleviated his pain and soreness.

However, Edwin understood that once he awakened, he would be met with a barrage of inquiries, and he preferred to have a private conversation with his mother, where he could share his thoughts with her without any prying ears.

With this in mind, Edwin made a conscious decision to maintain the façade of unconsciousness a while longer.