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Edward awkwardly sat in a corner of the cabin, holding the sword, having just consumed a broth made from crystal grass, his wounds were healing. However, the process was evidently quite intense, causing him some discomfort from the pain.

Mengdie, looking at Edward covered in blood, suddenly had a flash of inspiration! The next moment, she picked up Nia's silver moon dagger and dived into the lake again. Two minutes later, she reappeared in front of them, holding crystal grass in her hand, her hair covered in silver powder.

"Nia, what do you know about this crystal grass?" Mengdie asked suddenly.

Nia, caught off guard by the question, first paused, then looked up thoughtfully. "Hmm... crystal grass... Oh yes, I've heard my sister talk about it. This grass typically grows in Lake Missouriwa. If you're healthy and pain-free, consuming it can strengthen and invigorate the body. If injured, as long as you're still breathing, you can apply the squeezed-out silver powder to the wound, and it will heal overnight. Also, for minor ailments like colds, it can be used for treatment."

Mengdie nodded, her thoughts confirmed. Since this grass had medicinal value, it could be sold for money. If sold to a pharmacy on the island, they could get some Sula.

However, another question arose. If this grass grew around the island, did that mean the island's pharmacies were already stocked with it?

Mengdie voiced her doubt, but Nia just smiled in response. "Not really, Mengdie. Though not extremely precious, it's still a rare medicine and expensive. And my sister said, 'It's hard to collect, even around Lake Missouriwa, so there probably isn't much of it.'"

At this point, Nia paused, her gaze skyward, pondering a difficult puzzle. Mengdie also had similar questions.

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The grass is hard to collect? Then what did it mean when Mengdie easily harvested a bunch just now?

"Hmm... strange, my sister also mentioned something about this grass, but I can't remember... Sorry, Mengdie, I can't recall."

Mengdie sighed and patted Nia's hair, comforting her. If she couldn't remember, then it wasn't necessary to force it. After all, the pharmacy would know about the medicinal properties of the crystal grass, and it didn't matter if they didn't.

"Nia, take care of Edward. I'll go exchange this grass for money and be back soon."

Hearing Mengdie's departure, Edward, who had been silent, suddenly stood up! But as he did, the pain from his rapidly healing wounds forced him to sit back down.

"Mengdie! I... I can help you..."

"Edward, I appreciate your kindness. But right now, it's better if you rest and heal," Mengdie said, flipping her silver powder-laden hair and smiling at him, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon. Nia, when I return, let's clean the cabin together. There's blood everywhere; it's quite uncomfortable to look at."

Nia initially wanted to accompany Mengdie but eventually complied with her instruction, picking up a bucket and cloth to start cleaning.

Mengdie left with the crystal grass, leaving Nia and Edward alone in the cabin. Nia, holding a cloth, wrung it out in the bucket, cleaning the spot where Mengdie had lain. When she reached Edward, she gave the prince a stern look.

"Move over, will you? You useless prince."

Edward was startled, his naturally honest nature making him quickly move aside despite the pain.

Seeing Edward obediently shifting, Nia seemed somewhat pleased. She continued wiping the blood off the floor, casually saying, "Prince, you truly are useless. You haven't helped Mengdie at all and have been a burden. You're a boy, yet Mengdie, a girl, has to find food for you, earn money, and even take care of your wounds. Luckily you're a prince. If you were a commoner, would a girl have to support you in the future? Now we're cleaning, and you're just in the way. Aren't you ashamed?"

Edward's face turned red and then white with each word. He looked down, unable to meet Nia's gaze. The future king of the Silver Moon Kingdom, now in such a state that even a little girl dared to scold him, what would the old king think?

The cabin door opened, and Xiu entered with a pot. He glanced around the cabin, his eyes narrowing into crescents, and then at Nia cleaning the blood off the walls.

"Little girl, where's Miss Mengdie?"

"Oh, she went to sell crystal grass, said she might make some money."

"Oh... What??!"

Xiu's pot dropped with a clang, revealing his rare surprise. "Nia! You're saying Mengdie went to sell the crystal grass alone?!"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Nia asked, puzzled by Xiu's reaction.

"How long has she been gone?"

"About an hour, I guess."

"That's bad, we're too late..."

Xiu dejectedly picked up his pot, placing it aside, then sat by the stove, sighing heavily. Nia, curious, put down her cloth and sat opposite him, asking what had happened.

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