?Chapter 962:


    Calvin’s vision blurred with restrained tears, his frame quivered, and a hard knot formed in his throat.


    “Hey! Calvin, why are you weeping?” Magnus blurted in astonishment. He was bewildered, uncertain how to soothe his longtime friend. He believed nothing he said could have stirred such raw feelings. He had merely boasted about bing the apprentice of the enigmatic restoration master. Why was Calvin breaking down over this?


    “I’m sorry, alright? I’ll only gloat this one time; I swear I won’t repeat it. Don’t take it so hard.” Magnus attempted to console Calvin. He wondered when his longtime friend had grown so delicate. He had only bragged about his mentor, yet Calvin seemed devastated without warning. Calvin even appeared as though his spirit had fractured into shards.


    “Calvin, why does it seem like you’ve aged a bit in such a short time? What weighs on you so heavily?” Magnus rubbed at his eyes and spoke in disbelief.


    Could boasting truly be such a grave offense?


    Magnus furrowed his brows, confused and unable to grasp it.


    “Get away, you shameless relic!” Calvin snapped, still upset.


    Magnus blinked in shock. “I… I didn’tmit any wrong, so whysh out at me? I admit I’ve got a touch more daring than you, nothing else.” He pinched his thumb and forefinger close together to illustrate a tiny gap. “Do you understand who Christina really is?”


    Calvin finally pulled himself together from his sobs, though sorrow lingered in his tone.


    “I’ve told you, she’s the enigmatic artifact restorer. Her ability in restoration eclipses mine entirely. Even though she is so young, I dly submit as her…”


    “Apprentice. Choose this freely, so you needn’t trouble yourself on my ount,” Magnus said,ying a hand upon Calvin’s shoulder.


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    “Leave me!” Calvin brushed his touch aside. “She is…” He halted, then beckoned Magnus closer with a crook of his finger. “Step closer. I’ll reveal a mind-blowing secret.”


    Since Christina was already Magnus’ mentor, Calvin figured that entrusting this knowledge to Magnus would cause no harm.


    “What kind of secret is this? Why the theatrics?” Magnus didn’t take it seriously, but still leaned in to listen. He teased while listening, “What revtion could surpass the fact that the elusive restorer is ady that young? Nothing else could outshine it. I…”


    Before Magnus could finish his sentence, his grin froze, and disbelief overtook his face.


    “What?” Magnus nearly leapt from his seat, his gaze transfixed on his friend in astonishment. Calvin had just disclosed that Christina was none other than the legendary healer King, the master Calvin had yearned to study under but never could.


    Magnus had heard about King, the fabled figure who could cure any sickness once they dered the patient could be saved! He had always assumed such a mythical being must be a venerable man, yet his thinking had been shallow. King was not only not aged but also not male; she was a youthful woman. Magnus doubted anyone could ever tie the two identities—the remarkable healer, King, and the mysterious restorer—together. This revtion was far more earth-shaking than his discovery of Christina being the elusive restorer. To master two totally different fields at such a young age, calling Christina a prodigy didn’t even begin to cover it.<fn4825> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on FindN()vel</fn4825>


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