Wuhlicht, however, dismissed the idea. “Tu more than thankful that you’re willing to show such a kind


    gesture, but I know the nature of Gilda’s illness. No one can cure it. There’s no need for you to go


    through all the trouble of examining her. I’m confident that she suffers only from acrasional loss of


    consciousness. Il won’t be severe enough to end up being fatal.”


    “I see, Severin responded with a frown. He did not understand why Wuhlricht had abruptly rejected his


    offer without giving him an opportunity to help. However, that reaction did not seem that out of ce if


    he took into ount the failed endeavors. of countless experts in the Skyblue Sect. If they failed, then


    there was probably not much he could do either.


    “Severin is slightly older than you, but you can just call him Severin. He’s one of us now, so I hope you


    can spend some more time with him in the future. It’ll be good for you two to talk to each other and go


    on walks,” Wahlricht proposed with a warm


    smile.


    “Understood,” Gilda agreed with a sweet and charming smile.


    “Come with me, Severin. I’ll bring you to the Treasure Pavillion!” Wuhlricht extended an invitation.


    Severin nodded and flew up with Wuhlricht. However, he was taken by surprise when Wahlricht


    changed course mid–flight and led him to another pavilion by the cliff’s edge.


    Severin asked, “Isn’t the Treasure Pavillion over there?”


    Wuhleicht smiled wryly and admitted, “Did you think 1 really wanted to bring you to the Treasure


    Pavilion? I only said that to mislead Gilda.”


    Severin realized that Wuhlricht wanted to speak to him privately on matters that were best kept from


    Gilda.


    After some contemtion, Severin suggested, “Why didn’t you let me help? My medical skills are quite


    decent, and I might stand a good chance of sess.”


    Wuhlricht sat on a nearby stone stool. Instead of addressing Severin’s offer directly, he posed an


    unexpected question, “What do you think of my daughter?”


    Severin was taken aback, for he did not anticipate Wuhlricht to ask such a question. After a brief


    pause, he replied, “She’s amazing Achleving level nine saint at such a young age is a feat, and it’ll only


    be a matter of time until she makes a breakthrough to level one royal saint. I only have praise for her


    talent.”


    “That’s not the question Lasked.” Wuldricht then cleared his throat before posing another question.


    “What do you think about her appearance? Do you find her attractive? Is she your type?”


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    Severin nearly choked. It was the first time he met Gilda, and he could not believe that Wuhlricht was


    already asking if she was his type. He thought to himself, ‘Does Wullricht want to arrange a marriage


    between Gilda and myself after that brief introduction?‘


    Though Severin acknowledged his good looks, it felt premature to discuss romantic interests because


    they had only just met. He responded somewhat awkwardly, “Well, she’s very beautiful, and her beauty


    is one of a kind. I’m sure any young man whoys eyes on her would find her very attractive.”