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    Brendon’s voice grew solemn. “Nothing about money. Instead… King wants me to pray on the highest peak in Dorfield for nine days straight. Only then will King agree to extend your life.”


    “What?” Ynda stared at him, dumbstruck. That was thest thing she’d expected.


    Her eyes reddened instantly. “Brendon, maybe we should forget it. Praying for nine days straight is just too much. I don’t want you suffering like that.”


    Her voice trembled, tears spilling down her cheeks like pearls snapping off a broken string.


    “Don’t cry.” Brendon reached up and wiped her tears away, his tone soft but steady. “If it means saving your life, it’s worth it. Ynda, I promised you to get King to cure you, and I will. You have to trust me.”


    Ynda’s selfish heart wavered for a moment. Was he really ready to push himself that far—for her?


    Just climbing a mountain that high would break most people. To pray for nine days straight? Even three days would wear him down.


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    She couldn’t even imagine the torment awaiting him. Ordinary people wouldn’tst a day.


    Ynda stayed silent while Brendon pulled her closer, holding her tight. “Don’t worry. If it means curing you, everything is worth it.”


    Tears blurred her vision as she clung to him. “I believe you… but promise me this—if it gets too hard, you’ll stop.”


    “I’ll never give up,” Brendon answered firmly, like he was making an oath.


    Ynda’s emotions tangled up inside her. She hadn’t expected him to go this far for her. For a brief moment, her heart softened. But she quickly shoved the feeling down. He hadn’t even started yet—it was way too early to be moved. She didn’t really believe he could finish it. And yet, buried deep inside her chest, there was still the tiniest flicker of hope.


    The very next day, news released by King spread like wildfire, topping the charts everywhere.


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    Somebodymented, “Wait, for real? Just a livestream and King steps in? Brendon’s a damn genius! Howe nobody else thought of this before?”


    “If I’d known that’s all it took to get King to help, I’d have been on livestream for three days and three nights!”


    “Go on—start right now. It isn’t toote to go live. Who knows? Maybe it would actually work. I’ve got a feeling a wave of people will start livestreaming themselves begging King for treatment.”


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