The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 171

Alavin couldn't get out of bed until the following evening. On the surface, he seemed to have no wounds, but his internal injuries were quite severe. Cedrick's strike had nearly cleaved his life in twain.

He moved around his room for a short while, then left the courtyard to seek out Cedrick.

Cedrick's injuries were also grave, but his soul had suffered the most, having been harrowed by the Shadowlord's killing realm. His flesh wounds were minor in comparison, and his gaze was still as sharp as ever.

"Let’s take a stroll through the town," Alavin suggested.

"Drink. You won, so you're buying," Cedrick replied, ready to stretch his legs a bit.

"Let's find a tavern." Alavin hadn't walked far when he suddenly asked, "Do you have any coin on you?"

"None."

"What shall we do then?"

"We'll barter with Elixir Fruits."

"Let's go."

"Hey, where are you two off to?" Balder arrived, carrying a meal box.

"We're dining out today."

"Are your wounds healed?"

"They're not serious."

"Good, let's go then. Who's treating today?"

"You are," Alavin and Cedrick chimed in unison.

"Let me check if I brought any money." Balder fumbled about himself for a moment, then scampered back to his room, only to return soon after, chuckling and jingling a bag of gold coins. "I'll take you to a fine place, with ale, meat, and maidens."

"Where is it?"

"A place you'll never want to leave."

Seraphic Springs, located in the eastern corner of the ancient city within Warriors' Vale, was a renowned healing sanctuary, nestled among rolling hills and shaded by verdant trees. It boasted numerous pools, each filled with medicinal waters carefully concocted to nourish the skin, mend injuries, and even prolong life. These effects were no mere legend!

Many a mighty mage would take residence here to heal and rejuvenate. The place was also a prized asset of the noble House of Doramon. Guards were everywhere, both inside and out. Though no one dared to cause trouble here, the patrons were either wealthy or noble, and security was tight to ensure their protection.

"Cedrick."

"Heh, looks can be deceiving, eh? He seems so straight-laced but not when it comes to his pleasures."

"Ha ha."

Alavin heard everything clearly and urged the lead guard to hasten their way.

Seraphic Springs, being one of the most distinctive places in Warriors' Vale, had many Organization Protégés coming to unwind. They had just rounded a corner when a gaggle of girls in bathrobes, arms and legs alluringly exposed, approached.

"Alavin?" A cheerful maiden recognized them immediately.

"Lady Lylian, you're here for a soak as well," Alavin recognized them, too, the beautiful Protégées of the Floral Enchantress.

"Aren't you under sixteen? Is it appropriate for you to be here?" Lylian's comment set her friends off in a fit of laughter, as they teasingly wrapped their robes around themselves, their charms barely concealed.

"It seems you're not sixteen either."

"I'm a girl."