Chapter 1904

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It was a rare sight for Glen to witness Manfred standing up for a woman.

Although Glen couldn't see whether the woman was tall or short, slender or full- figured, the sheer determination in Manfred's tone was striking enough to take him

aback.

Alger nodded knowingly, his air of mystery thick. "As I suspected. Now I understand why no one else can see you. You likely don't belong to this world."

Vivian couldn't help but admit Alger had an uncanny knack for hitting the mark every time.

Vivian responded calmly, "You're right. I'm not from here. Meeting Manfred was purely by chance. But I assure you, I mean no harm to him. We're friends, and I would never hurt him."

Her words, now audible to Glen, did little to ease his doubt.

"Really?" Glen's years on the battlefield had taught him to trust cautiously, and suspicion lingered in his eyes.

Alger inwardly rolled his eyes. What did it matter if she was lying?

If Vivian deceived Manfred, his demeanor suggested he'd gladly let her. If she asked for his heart, he'd carve it out without hesitation.

Alger understood Manfred's fate all too well-a destiny marked by solitude. Yet, he also knew Manfred's heart was unyielding. If someone managed to stir it, Manfred would become unwaveringly loyal, ready to give everything for that person, even his life.

Manfred declared, "She is the one I trust most in this world."

Glen nearly choked on his unspoken thoughts. What did Manfred mean by that? Was he really so untrustworthy? He should be the one Manfred trusted above all others, shouldn't he?

Eventually, the four of them gathered in a room. Glen exchanged uneasy glances with Alger, still unsure if Vivian was a threat.

Yet what unsettled Glen more was the creeping suspicion that they'd all been drugged that this entire scenario was nothing more than an elaborate hallucination.

Vivian could sense Glen's apprehension. For now, no amount of explanation would ease his suspicion. Only time would offer the proof he needed.

As they sipped lemon tea, Glen's skepticism deepened. His eyes widened as he witnessed a glass floated into the air, tilted, then settled back down, its contents mysteriously gone.

The sight was so surreal that even in his youth, when imagination knew no bounds, Glen couldn't have envisioned it.

"Your medical skills-did you learn them from those books she gave you?" Glen asked as he listened to Manfred recount some past events, finding himself stunned once again.

Alger's eyes flickered with intrigue, his hand pausing slightly as he held his glass.

Manfred replied, "Yes, and there were many other books as well. I successfully became the head of the Atkinson family and managed to on secure my place in court largely due to the knowledge from those books she gave me."

Vivian felt a flush of embarrassment as Manfred credited her for his

achievements. "You've helped me plenty too. And soon, because of you, I'll see places I never dreamed of."

"And find my parents," she thought quietly.

These were things she could only achieve with Manfred's help.

Hearing this, Glen had no more to say.

Still, there were matters he couldn't discuss in front of Manfred. Making an excuse, he signaled to Alger that it was time to leave.

At the door, Alger paused and glanced back. "You mentioned your world has many books. Next time you visit, could you bring me one on identifying negative items?"

"You're interested in negative items, Mr. Marshman?" Vivian was surprised to learn that Alger was familiar with them.

Alger twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth. He certainly couldn't afford to develop any unhealthy interest in negative items. "Not interested, no, not at all. It's just that I want to help people deal with negative items, but I've always lacked the proper method."