Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Inside a child's room of an ancient castle under Linders Range.

Spike sat in front of his computer while holding a phone. He looked aggrieved.

'I didn't make a wrong call.

'I mustered a lot of courage to call you.'

Spike played the recording of the phone call just now.

"Hello?

"Hello?

"Hello? Who's this?"

"No one is talking. The person must've made a wrong call."

...

Spike listened to it over and over again.

He seemed to be full of anticipation.

'Mommy's voice is so lovely.

'She must be especially pretty.

'I want to see Mommy.'

As he thought about it, he remembered what Rory said yesterday.

He could not see his mom, and his appearance would only make her sad.

Spike held the phone and sniffled.

'Mommy...' He mouthed.

Richworth.

After two days, Mable finally developed the antidote for Vortex using the A117 reagent.

She tried her best not to use up the reagent.

Fifteen milliliters were left in each of the three reagents of the A117 reagent.

Mable locked the remaining reagents in a cabinet. She would bring them back to Rory in a few days.

It was the best way she could think of to get the best of both worlds.

Once the antidote was done, she took it to Blair right away.

Kyle looked at the small pill Mable handed to Blair and was curious. "Is this the antidote you developed using the A117 reagent?"

Mable nodded and looked seriously at Blair. "Blair, I'm trying to fight poison with poison. The 24 hours after taking the antidote might be difficult for you, but you'll be fine after that."

Blair smiled at her and asked, "Mabes, you're not going to leave while I suffer, right?"

Mable rolled her eyes. "Are you that afraid of me leaving?"

Blair answered, "Yes."

Kyle was speechless

Blair had never been afraid of anything in the past.

"Is there any A117 reagent left?" Kyle asked.

Mable's eyes flickered without a trace as she shook her head. "It's all used up."

Kyle

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regrettable, but it was not a wasted

if

Blair asked, "Did you catch the thief?"

Kyle brought the reagent back, but not the person who stole it.

He answered, "...She ran away."

The thief

A1ally something. He

was

to be able to retrieve the

so smoothly this time.

Mable forced a smile. "Sounds like she's extremely skilled."

Kyle snorted coldly in defiance. "I'll catch her sooner or later!"

Mable said, "Good luck."

'Given Zoe's skills, dream on!'

Mable poured Blair some water and said, "Eat it."

Blair drank the water and swallowed the medicine without any hesitation.

Two hours after he took the antidote, he had a high fever and broke out in a cold sweat.

Mable observed his condition while cooling him down with alcohol.

At first, spoke

was still conscious and è long, he fell unconsen

from time to

Mable stayed by his side as she was concerned.

All of a sudden, her phone rang.

Mable looked and saw that it was Rory who called.

She walked to the balcony and answered the call. "Hello?"

Next, Rory's angry voice could be heard.

"Mable, how dare you cuckold me!"

Mable frowned. "Rory, are you out of your mind? Who cuckolded you?!"

"You married a wild man! Are you still not going to admit it?!"