506 Recipe
Selma Payne’s POV:
“I know how to save Adric – Father’s life,” the little girl said calmly.
At that mont, I accidentally knocked over the cup of red tea in my hand. I didn’t even have ti to explain anything to Kara, who was looking at the situation. I anxiously asked Cynthia, “Really? How do you know how?”
Then, I realized this was not how I should treat a child. I tried my best to calm down.
“Although you may not be able to feel it, I witnessed everything through your eyes when I was still a mass of chaotic energy. That bottle of evil wine was disgusting, wasn’t it? However, it is not impossible to resolve. The evil power entangled Father’s soul and body, rging into one like salt and water. It thought that it could do it flawlessly, but it was wrong. People can’t solve it because they don’t know how to separate the salt from the water without hurting it, but this just happens to be my specialty.
“You can temporarily think of as a reducing agent, Mother. I will be injected into the water to react with the salt, forming crystals at the bottom of the water. Pick that up with a tweezer, so it doesn’t have to be boiled and evaporated to clear everything. Although so losses will inevitably occur, it’s negligible, not even one in a million.
“You’ve tried to use New Flow to remove the impurities in Father’s body, but you failed. You’re in the right direction. The only obstacle is that you’re not . No matter how thoroughly New Flow has fused with you, an insignificant barrier still has not disappeared. And this small obstacle is enough to cause the reduction agent to deteriorate and cause everything to fail.
“But do you still rember? I’m not ‘’. The current is just mimicry. My essence is still that mass of void and chaotic energy. I can temporarily abandon the simulated body and infiltrate Father’s body and soul invisibly without any obstruction. Then, I can perform my essential job – devouring. Like how white blood cells devour bacteria, all negative factors will be eliminated.”
Cynthia had been calmly explaining everything. Whether it involved herself or the ‘reducing agent’ or the theory on the essence of chaos, it was as if it was soone else’s story that wasn’t worth ntioning.
However, I could sense that this child was hiding sothing. Everything sounded so perfect, but wouldn’t it cause her harm?
Cynthia seed to have seen through my doubts. Before I could speak, she said, “Of course, it will impact , but it’s really small and not irreversible. As long as you continue to devour other energies in the future, there will be an unending stream of nutrients flowing into from you. It’s like a person who ate too much and had a mild stomach ulcer. As long as there are enough nutrients and dicine, he will get better.”
That was right, that was it! Everything was so perfect. As long as I nod and agree, Aldrich’s crisis would be resolved, and my daughter wouldn’t be hard. Everything would develop toward a perfect ending.
But was that possible?
I fell into a dilemma again.
Could I push my daughter to a possible death to save my husband?
I unconsciously fell into deep thought. Cynthia didn’t disturb , allowing to think silently.
After a while, it was Kara who broke the silence.
“I don’t an to disturb your family ti, but...” She pointed to the tea stains on my body, the dirty carpet, and the pillow. “If I don’t send them to the laundry room before the tea stains dry up, the cleaning servant will bla behind my back. The tea stains on the carpet are always difficult to clean.”
I watched in a daze as Kara cleaned up the ss and left with my soiled clothes, the carpet, and the pillow.
At this mont, Cynthia finally spoke, “What are you so conflicted about? Mother, the best answer is right in front of you.”
“I don’t know. Maybe I can’t and shouldn’t push you out to solve the problem,” I said. “No mother will let her child face the danger on her behalf, not to ntion that you’re just a newborn, and there are occasional unstable internal forces. If sothing were to happen, then you and Aldrich... Just if... If it does, I can’t accept that.”
Cynthia looked at quietly before suddenly asking, “When did you beco so indecisive, Mother?”
I looked at her in confusion.
“You’ve been a kind person since the beginning. This is very good. Like what Grandfather said, this gives you the potential to beco a benevolent ruler.
“But excessive kindness is called cowardice, Mother. Perhaps it started back in the Elven Capital City? The lives lost at the city gate have given you too much pressure and shock, so much so that you have turned everyone within your sight into a scapegoat, causing these unnecessary responsibilities to wear down your will?”
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