Tangled By Fate

Chapter 533  TRYING TO SAVE

Ovior could feel his heart pounding hard. He couldn't think for a second what was happening in front of him.

"Did you give her the cure?" he asked.

"Yes."

In response to the curt answer, he questioned back, "Then, why is she vomiting? The color of the liquid has changed!"

"Let it be," Ironin curtly said.

Ovior and others waited for him to say more. When he didn't, he exploded.

"Ironin, you have to explain everything to us. Just because you say, 'let it be', doesn't mean it will calm us down. You need to tell us exactly what is happening."

"Sorry," Ironin apologized for not explaining beforehand. "The basilisk's blood is coming out. When the liquid will stop overflowing, it's over. It means her blood is cleared."

"I understand but what did you feed her? Where is the cure?" Urulas asked. His eyes landed on Ironin's bandaged hand. "Why is your hand injured? It wasn't like this before."

"Don't tell me you fed her your blood?" Lucinor, the eldest physician caught first. "What?!" Ovior was astounded. "You fed her blood?!"

Urulas drew his short sword. He was ready to attack Ironin.

When Ironin didn't refute their claims, Ovior let out veronica deep sigh.

"Ahh, Ironin, at a time like this you have to defend yourself."

"I did nothing wrong," Ironin claimed.

"Are you saying that your blood is the cure?" Lucinor was the only person who took this positively. "This is fascinating!"

Ironin stated, "My blood is not…"

"Yes?" Lucinor urged him to finish.

"I am the cure."

Ovior couldn't understand his statement. "How are you the cure? Why are you the cure? What do you even mean by that?"

However, Ironin kept quiet. It drove Ovior mad.

"Ahh! Ironin, if you are going drive me mad, this is your chance because I'm going to call Arthur and tell him everything. I had enough of your attitude."

"Wait," Urulas stopped him, "you cannot call him. He might start a war that will be unavoidable."

"Do I look like I want to care? I'm going insane," Ovior refuted.

"I don't know what is happening right now but shouldn't we wait until she wakes up? What can be more important to us than her recovery?"

It was Lucinor who came forward to calm them down. Ovior took deep breaths and gradually cooled down.

"Anyway, what can we do other than wait?" he asked. "Nothing can be done," Urulas said while withdrawing his short sword.

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"Hahaha…"

"Wait up!"

"Keep running."

"Catch me if you can."

"…love…"

"…I refuse…"

"...I will go…"

"…there is no news."

A few images crossed each other as they appeared, resembling some type of flashback. They were incoherent. While the images were vivid, the voices were hardly heard, seeming to be coming from a great distance.

Veronica tried to come up with a story but her head wasn't following the direction. 'This is too much.'

'My head hurts.'

'It has to be stopped.'

But no matter what she thought, it was getting worse and her headache was increasing.

Haah… Haah… Haahhh

She panted heavily. She could hear familiar voices from a distance.

Her eyes fluttered open and some familiar faces.

She rubbed her eyes and yawned, acting like she woke up from a deep sleep.

"Ovior… Ironin… why are you here?" she asked in a sluggish voice while trying to sit up.

"Don't sit so quickly. Take it slow," Urulas quickly said.

He gently held her shoulders and pushed her to the pillow.  He was treating her like a fragile doll.

"Huh? Why? What's wrong?" Veronica was confused by his sensitivity. Then, her eyes landed on the other guy and another thought flashed in her mind.

"And why is Ironin here?"

"Do you not remember what happened to you before you passed out?" Ovior carefully asked her.

Veronica frowned. "What are you talking about? Wasn't I just sleeping?"

She looked at those two. She knew they weren't the people who would joke around but she couldn't remember if something had happened or not. For her, it was a new day after a long, deep sleep and a weird dream.

Her eyes landed on Ironin's hand. She immediately reached out.

"Ironin, you are injured!" She grabbed his hand out of concern. She looked alarmed. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Ironin gently laid his eyes on her.

"This is nothing," he softly answered.

Veronica wouldn't take 'no' for an answer.

She said, "There must be something! How can it be nothing? You are not careless enough to injure your hand. Did something happen?"

"Something big happened indeed…" Ovior then told her the entire story.

Veronica was perplexed.

"Did that really happen?" she wondered aloud. "Strange! I don't remember any of it. Wait, how long was I out?"

"It's already been three days," Ovior sullenly answered.

Veronica's heart trembled. "Ca…Cathy…"

"I'm sorry, Veronica. Her body started to rot," Ovior solemnly answered.

Veronica's eyes widened. Her pale lips quivered.

"We are already looking for an answer. We used your key," said Ironin while squeezing her hand that was holding his hand.

Only then did she notice that the floor of her room was filled with scrolls.

On the way to Elvish Realm, Veronica told Ovior the reason for her visit. Ovior later told Ironin because there was nothing Veronica would hate more than losing the only chance that could save her friend.

She stared at the scrolls in a daze and then said, "I thought you cannot take more than one scroll."

"Apparently, your key is different from the rest," Ovior mentioned. "You must be hungry. I'll bring you some food."

"Give me one elvish bread," saying that Veronica tried to get up.

"Don't," Ironin prevented her from getting up by putting his hand on her shoulder. "Talk to Arthur first."

"That can wait, Ironin" Veronica was restless. "I need to revive Cathy. If I'm late…"

"This realm will be destroyed soon," Ironin stated with a blank expression plastered on his face.

"What?" Veronica was speechless. She stared at him, trying to determine if he wanted to divert her attention by tricking her. His expression was yet the same.

When she couldn't figure it out by seeing his expression, she turned to face Ovior.

"Ahem," Ovior cleared his throat. "Darius, that blabbermouth, must have said something to Arthur. He brought his elite assassins and right now waiting outside the gate of the Elvish Realm."

Veronica's jaw dropped. "Did he think I was kidnapped or something?"

"Maybe he thought you were locked up," Ovior scratched the back of his neck. "If he breaks in, there will be a huge fight. "After Urulas found out about his presence, he's trying to cover the situation until you wake up. If the Elven king finds out, it will be the end."

Veronica frantically looked around. "Where is my communication stone?"

"Here." Ovior handed it over.

The moment Veronica touched the stone, it glowed and Arthur's face appeared.

"Nica! Are you there?!"

His impatient voice betrayed his calm expression.

"Arthur! How are you?"

Veronica kept her voice casual. She didn't want him to trigger more when he seemed to be reaching his limits.

"How can I be okay when you suddenly stop the communication?"

The tone when Arthur spoke carried a hint of sadness and restlessness. Veronica's heart tightened when she heard his pitiful voice.

"I'm sorry, Arthur. I don't have time to explain. We have yet to find anything that will help Cathy. I'll talk to you later. I heard you brought your army to the gate."

"I did but how are you?"

"As you can see, I'm alive and well. Just move your army away and wait somewhere safe. I'll bring Cathy back with me."

She lied through her teeth. The witnesses were Ovior and Ironin. Although Ironin thought nothing of her action, Ovior thought she was quite shameless for lying with a straight face right in front of them. "But…" Arthur believed her and yet, he hesitated. There would be no reason for Ovior to come and give Ironin an emergency call to pull him away from his mission.

"Arthur, I'm really fine," Veronica tried to appease him. "Elves won't dare to do anything to me. Moreover, Ovior and Ironin are here. Have faith in them."

Arthur was reluctant but he could feel her restlessness through her voice.

He said, "Fine, I won't delay you anymore. Talk to me once you settle your business."

"Thank you, Arthur! Just pray for us!"

"Nica!" Before she was hanging up, Arthur called out.

"What is it?"

"You are okay, right? Nothing happened."

Arthur just wanted to make sure.

"I am just fine, Arthur. There is nothing wrong. Everything will go wrong if I can't save Cathy."

"All right then," Arthur finally gave in. "I will be waiting for you on the other side."

"Thank you, Arthur. Bye!"

Veronica threw the communication stone at Ovior and slid down from the bed. Afterward, she snatched the bread from the table and munched on it.

She then knelt on the ground and searched for a scroll.

Realizing that they wouldn't be able to stop her, Ironin and Ovior didn't bother her anymore. Instead, they helped her with studying the scrolls.

A few hours passed by when someone came into the room.

"Veronica?!"

The voice did startle Veronica as she was too engrossed in reading the scrolls.

"Urulas!" The voice did startle Veronica as she was too engrossed in reading the scrolls.

"Urulas!" She jolted in surprise.

Urulas was even more surprised than she was.

"How… When did you wake up? Why are you not resting? Moreover, how are you feeling?"

A series of questions left his mouth.

"I will talk about my condition later. Let me focus on finding a cure for Cathy."

"But…"