"Of course, with a senior wood-type spiritual cultivator involved, your leg injury is just a minor issue, but are you sure Javier Hermandez really believed your words?" The voice from the other end sounded strange, as if it was covered by so ans to hide his original voice.
"I’m sure. I knew Javier Hermandez’s character very well, if he didn’t suspect Amalia, he wouldn’t have let Carlie Martinez investigate her. Since he did investigation, it ans he believes at least half of it. With a little more pressure from , I’ll soon get the results you want."
"Alright, then I’ll wait for your good news."
Jorge Sanchez put away the communicator and let out a sigh.
Although it was sowhat unfair to Javier Hermandez, he was also helping him.
Even if Amalia wasn’t deceiving him, what could a young Artificer like her could do?
On the contrary, if he could convinced Javier Hermandez, that person promised to find a senior wood-type spiritual cultivator to help them heal their legs and hands.
He was doing this for their future, so he didn’t feel he was wrong.
The next day, Jorge Sanchez went to find Javier Hermandez again.
Javier Hermandez told him that he had already investigated and confird that Amalia was currently indeed in seclusion, but he still chose to believe her.
"Why are you so ignorant and stubborn? Only a senior wood-type spiritual cultivator can heal your arm. Can she find one for you?" Jorge Sanchez realized his argunts were futile and beca frustrated.
"He can’t find one for . Who else can?" Javier Hermandez looked at him with confusion.
Jorge Sanchez hesitated for a mont.
Javier Hermandez was too stubborn; perhaps only by speaking out could he move him.
"I know a senior wood-type spiritual cultivator who can help us, but he has one condition."
"What condition?"
"He wants you to co forward and testify to the fact that Amalia hard her own classmates," Jorge Sanchez replied.
Javier Hermandez’s gaze slowly turned cold.l, "So, this is the reason you’ve been acting strange lately? Just to heal your leg, you’re willing to beco a traitor who we once despised the most?"
Jorge Sanchez, under his stern gaze, gradually revealed a fierce look and suddenly beca angry, "Who am I doing this for? She has been treated you like that, yet you still choose to believe in her. Who is your friend? Do you distrust so much?"
"I trust you, that’s why I investigated soone else I trust. But you also know the result. There’s always soone lying, claiming it’s for but ultimately for themselves. Did Rasler Yoder send you as a diator?" Javier Hermandez said, he deeply felt disappointed.
"No!" Jorge Sanchez denied quickly.
He didn’t even know the one who called him was.
"Besides him, there’s no one else. So, I won’t agree to it," Javier Hermandez didn’t need him to admit it; he had already figured it out by himself.
Jorge Sanchez froze, and then burst out, "For soone you’ve only known for half a sester, you’re willing to disregard ?"
"Jorge, I rember we used to say, never do anything that goes against our own principles and conscience. Have you forgotten so soon?" Javier Hermandez reminded him.
"When I was mocked and insulted as a cripple, where were you? When I was being bullied, where were you? We’ve known each other for so long, but in your heart, I can’t even compare to Amalia. I should be the one who felt disappointed!" Jorge Sanchez shouted with red eyes, then turned around and ran away.
The plan failed, and Jorge Sanchez hadn’t expected Javier Hermandez to believe in Amalia so firmly.
So, he had no choice but to call the other party and inform them about the situation.
"What a waste, you can’t even handle such a simple task. Let’s forget about the senior wood-type spiritual cultivator then."
"Wait..." Jorge Sanchez was cut off before he could finish speaking.
On the day when he was scheduled to et Master Horales, Rasler Yoder didn’t rush over to et him; he was still waiting for the news.
A few minutes later, Karina Wences hurried in.
"How did it go? Did Javier Hermandez agree?" Rasler Yoder imdiately asked.
Karina Wences shook her head with a complicated expression, "Javier Hermandez still believes in Amalia. Our plan has failed."
Rasler Yoder’s face imdiately turned cold, "He really trusts her. Then let’s wait a little bit longer. I don’t believe she really has a solution. Once my arm is reattached, let’s see if he would regrets it."
"You’re right, we still have a chance. Master Horales is already waiting for you. You should go, Rasler," Karina Wences said.
anwhile, Amalia’s experint also made a significant breakthrough.
After observing hundreds of animals, Mighel Zepeda discovered the latest animal’s recovery situation.
After the limb was reattached, all of it movents were the sa as before it was severed.
He imdiately inford Amalia about this good news.
Amalia had long expected this.
Since the animals were the ones she treated, she could probably sense their recovery during the treatnt process.
...
Two hours later, the door of the room opened.
Master Horales co out from the room, with sweat still lingering on his forehead.
Reattaching the severed limbs drained his energy too much, and even he almost failed halfway through.
"Master Horales, how did it go? Has Rasler’s arm been reattached?" Karina Wences inquired as a group of people entered the room through the main door.
"Master Horales, how is my son’s condition? Can his reattached arm recover to its previous peak?"
The one who cos is Rasler Yode’s parents.
When they heard about their son’s accident, they initially wanted to abandon their current tasks and co to check their son situation.
But fearing repercussions from the family head, and they were also wary of being caught by others for slacking off, so they could only returned now.
Master Horales hadn’t rested enough, and their questions only made his head buzzed more, "The arm has been reattached, but whether it can fully recover to its original state depends on his rate of recovery."
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