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True King's Ecstasy

Chapter 392 Laboratory
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All the villagers were not stupid enough to believe that Velian was actually telling the truth because they knew a king would never come all alone and that is also to visit a village on the borders of the land, which doesn't have anything to do with profits or income for the kingdom.

"You can't be-" One of the men shouted thinking, he was trying to deceive the people.

After all, only a bandit or a thief would get the benefit from a small village like this and people started shouting that he is a fraud and some even went as far as to take their farming tools to beat up Velian.

"Well, I don't care about whether you believe me or not, but that girl is infected with something dangerous, for now, I delayed her from going but sooner or later, she will," Veliam didn't hold back as he said those words.

He even went as far as to take a step forward showing he wasn't afraid of their little shenanigans.

Many of them thought about what will happen to them if he really is the king and it scared them a lot, but they didn't understand what he wanted.

"What do you want? We don't have money,"

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The old man who welcomed Velian to the village was silent, as he kept observing him and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find any signs of Velian trying to rob them or deceive them.

"Everyone! Calm down," He suddenly came forward and talked to the others.

Velian finally decided to finish this and go back since he decided already asked Daphnianto to send soldiers and their best knights to check on the other villages around the kingdom and Velian knew he had to be there for the meeting among the other races.

"I will say this, if you keep this girl like this, she will die, but that won't end pretty, she will die after killing all of you," Velian decided to drop the bitter truth on them.

Everyone including the girl freaked out hearing his words and they didn't know how to react to his words.

"I'm going back because I came here to check on these types of people, but let me tell," Velian showed them how serious he was and asked the tamer, who was hiding to come out.

"He is the one who is responsible for the death of a lot of people in the village to the left side and he could defend those who are infected by the same thing he is suffering from," Then he pointed at the girl.

"And she is infected, when I came here, she was a man-eating spider and if she had run out of food on the outskirts of the city, she would have attacked all of you,"

Everyone gasped hearing his words.

"Mia, you decide, are you going to keep being a danger to your fellow villagers? Or are you going to come with me? I will promise you, I will heal you, after all, we are searching for a medicine that can treat you,"

He was talking about the suspicious activities going under the laboratory that was the under the royal castle.

As Velian finished his impassioned plea, the air in the village square hung heavy with tension. The villagers exchanged worried glances, their eyes darting between Mia, the girl accused of being a man-eating spider, and Velian, the self-proclaimed king, at least before he show his ferocious side.

They were torn between their fear of the unknown and their instinct to protect their own.

Mia stood at the centre of the commotion, her eyes downcast, as if contemplating her fate.

The weight of Velian's words and the burden of her condition bore heavily upon her. She had heard the devastation she was capable of causing and the lives she could endanger.

Deep down, she knew that she needed help, but the decision to leave her home and face the uncertain future weighed heavily on her heart.

Amid the silence, Mia's grandmother stepped forward, her weathered face lined with determination.

"I will go with Mia, I won't leave her alone," she declared, her voice steady despite the trembling in her hands. "I've raised her, and I won't abandon her now. We'll face this together. After all, I already lost her once, I won't let that happen twice,"

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A murmur of disbelief rippled through the villagers. They had known Mia and her grandmother for years, and their devotion to each other was evident.

A few whispered words of support trickled through the crowd, but most remained hesitant, caught between loyalty to their neighbours and the fear of the unknown.

"Good decision,"

Velian, sensing the villagers' indecision, stepped forward once again. His gaze swept across the crowd, his voice firm yet gentle.

"I understand your concerns and your hesitation," he said, projecting an air of authority. "But I promise you, I will ensure they are safe, they won't face any problem. I will ensure its development and prosperity. Trust me."

Some villagers exchanged glances, finding a glimmer of hope in Velian's words.

The prospect of their village flourishing under his guidance held a certain allure, and perhaps, in time, their apprehension would subside.

Seeing the flicker of acceptance in their eyes, Velian turned to Mia and her grandmother. "Let's go," he said, extending a hand to them. "We have a long journey ahead, but together we will find a way to help you."

He was in a hurry because they had nothing to do in this village anymore. He expected these two girls to go and get ready, but then he suddenly remembered they were supposed to be commoners, so both of them didn't really have anything to take except their clothes and a few coins.

Mia's grandmother grasped Velian's hand firmly, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Mia hesitated for a moment longer, glancing back at the only home she had ever known, before finally taking a deep breath and stepping forward.

With a newfound determination, she joined hands with Velian and her grandmother, ready to face the uncertain path ahead.

As they walked away from the village, the onlookers remained divided, their emotions mingling with the bittersweet sense of loss.