"You are progressing fast, keep it up such a way, and it won't be long before your bloodline goes through another advancement," I said to Ida as she walked out of solution. All the essence of solution had been absorbed her, and one could see her body is glowing with that.

  She is doing good; the solutions and constant battles are rousing her bloodline, harnessing more and more power from it. She just needs to continue such, and in a few months, her bloodline will go through another advancement.

  "I just hope my bloodline would advance soon. I do not want to keep holding back on my breakthrough," she said, hearing that a smile couldn't help but appear on my face.

  "Just wait for a little; you will thank yourself when you will receive its benefits," I said with a smile. "People would die for such opportunity, and here I am complaining," Ida said with a sigh before a smile lit up on her face.

  She waved and left while I worked for about an hour doing different things before I closed my eyes and focused on the specific seed.

  Soon, a completely new scenery appeared in front of me; it was of the hospital with many people lying with various injuries, some are near impossible to heal for the regular healer; I am going to guide Neela in healing them.

  "Begin!"

  I asked Neela, and she walked toward the patient while explaining his condition to me and the healing she was going to perform on him through our link.

  I just listened before I asked a few questions. I did not correct her method if she was wrong or offer any pointers. I would only take action when she is wrong and the patient's life is in danger.

  She needs to learn to do things by herself. If I kept helping her at every step, she wouldn't become the healer she needed to become.

  I was with for three hours, most of these three hours, I have been silent. Only talking when I truly felt like she needed a suggestion. While I was doing that, I also had my avatar working on the things.

  Buzz!

  After cutting the connection, I only had a few minutes before my next appointment who arrived right on time.

  Camphor walked out of the formation and, looking around the empty room, a confusion appeared in her eyes for a moment before it disappeared and her expressions became unreadable.

  "Commander," She said as she tipped her head slightly in a bow. "You must be wondering why I have called you here, lady Camphor?" I asked her.

  "Is this about my veins?" She asked, greatly surprised me. A laugh couldn't help but escape from my mouth as I had got my emotions under control. "I was planning to surprise you with it, but instead, you have surprised me," I said with a smile.

  A small smile couldn't help but appear on her face hearing that. "My apologies, Grandmaster. It just that a very good friend of mine was extremly enamored by medical expertise that she had claimed that if anyone could help me with my veins, then it would be you," She replied.

  "And who is this your friend? If you don't mind me asking." I asked, "It is Grandmaster Karl," She said, and the image of blond hair man appeared in my mind.

  "Grandmaster Wilhelm, he is an interesting fellow," I said. I had met him; he was one of Grandmaster that needed for waking up the Grandmaster in the hall of sleep, that Grandmaster was none other than his uncle possessing the same bloodline as him.

  He also told me about a peculiar problem his friend had, and I promised him I would take a look after the war was over.

  I have met tens of Grandmasters, and many have friends or relatives who have some problems which I could help in solving. With the time I had, I could not look at all unless that person was very important for the war.

  So, I just say I will look at them after the war, and it is not an empty promise. I am sure, after the war, I will have enough time to do favors for a few Grandmasters.

  "Your right, lady Camphor. The reason I have called you is because of your veins," I said. "Since childhood, many people have looked at my veins; there were even a couple of Grandmaster, some had created great inconvenience and trouble for me." She said politely.

  Her words held a completely different meaning; she is clearly telling me that she had suffered before in the hands of the healers.

  She did not have to tell me that; I had requested her medical file from the Pyrant. Even a Grandmaster class healer could not look at it without the permission of the patient unless it is related to the security of race.

  While for people like me, those rare few who got the title of Grandmaster in their field receive special privileges, which let me even see a file of some Grandmaster without their knowledge, as long we have good enough reason.

  "You are mistaken, Lady Camphor; I am not forcing you," I said while shaking my head. "I have a habit to looked at the medical file people under me, and so when I saw the peculiar problem of yours and felt I could do something about and have time, I called you,"

  "If you don't want, you can leave, and I promise there won't be any hard feelings," I added. While her veins are interesting, if she did not want them, I would not force her. There are many other important things I could do with my time.

  "You misunderstood my words, Grandmaster. Ive have heard about your medical talents…… My friend has told me enough things about you that I know rejecting your offer would be akin to rejecting the life-changing opportunity," she explained hastily.