Solo Swordmaster

#231. who will give

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Cudangtang!

It happened in an instant.

The fact that Maia slapped Arbella on the cheek.

Arbella, who flew away like a roe deer hit by a truck, overturned the table where all kinds of delicacies were set and crashed into it.

Yu Na-gyeong stiffened with her eyes wide open at the sudden incident, and the dancers, musicians, and attendants, who had already been frozen, were even more disgusted.

However, Maia didn’t pay attention to that frightened gaze.

I just opened my mouth in a cold voice.

“Arbella.”

“yes yes.”

He was slapped on the cheek with such force that a normal person’s neck would have been broken.

Still, the name is that he is a master of the Seven Dragons.

Maia spoke coldly to Arbella, who prostrated herself in front of her even though her mouth was bursting and bleeding.

“Apologize to the Black Dragon Princess and ask for forgiveness.”

Arbella did not know.

Why was he slapped on the cheek?

And what to apologize to Li Qingyu.

thud!

“Arbella of the Green Dragon Clan apologizes to the descendants of the Black Dragon Lord.”

But Arbella, without hesitation, knelt down in front of Li Qingyu and begged for forgiveness while banging her head on the floor.

It was Maia’s order.

More than that, because she didn’t need it.

Li Qingyu, who was staring at Arbella blankly, eventually nodded slightly.

“I accept your apology.”

“Thank you for the grace like Hahae.”

Arbella banged her head on the floor again as if to express her sincere gratitude.

Maia spoke coldly to her.

“Get out of here. It only adds shame to me to be in such a ridiculous state.”

“Your princess.”

Just like when she knelt down to ask for forgiveness, Arbella immediately left the banquet hall this time.

Maia didn’t even pay attention to her back.

He ordered Barbara to defeat the dancers, put the same table and chairs across from Li Qingyu, and sat down.

“Restart playing.”

“What are you doing! Come on, start playing!”

“Yes yes!”

Although her own sister was kicked out a while ago.

Far from being intimidated, Barbara became more energetic and threatened the musicians.

It was only after the trembling musicians started playing again that Maia turned her gaze to Li Qingyu for the first time.

“Long time no see Li Qingyu.”

“Certainly, it’s been a while since we met in person like this, Maia.”

Li Qingyu chuckled.

It was a very natural look, as if something had happened a while ago.

To the extent that if it was a normal opponent, I would have been grateful for that consideration and pretended that the rudeness just didn’t exist.

“Please pardon my foolish entourage for insulting you with a thoughtless act.”

However, Maia did not ask about Arbella.

Rather, after directly mentioning the ugliness, he twisted his bluish-white lips to contain a pessimistic sneer.

“There’s nothing you can do if you don’t understand anyway.”

Words with blatant thorns.

Even after hearing this, Li Qingyu was not shaken.

Rather, he just nodded his head with a smile on his face.

“You are right. Because I can’t dare to complain about something like this to the largest shareholder who owns 7% of Leviathan.”

“You mean you would have made a formal protest if it hadn’t been for the stake?”

“It’s not something that needs to be formally protested.”

Upon hearing Li Qingyu’s answer, Maia looked at her with cynical eyes.

“Don’t pretend. If I hadn’t punished myself, I would have used this as an excuse to exploit the stupidity’s weakness.”

“I can’t believe it.”

It’s like he’s not that dark inside.

Looking at Li Qingyu, who answered shamelessly with a smile on her face, Maia said coldly.

“If you can do anything, do whatever you want. If it’s stupid enough to fall for your tricks, then our clan doesn’t need it either.”

What was contained in those sharp words was a cold mockery.

No matter how rampant an ant may be, it can’t stop the wheel from rolling.

Maia speaks as if she was deliberately determined to humiliate her.

To her, Li Qingyu still had a smile on her face and opened her mouth without a hint of distraction.

“I don’t have the heart to play tricks, but I’ll be grateful for those words of consideration.”

“joy.”

Was it because he felt insignificant at Li Qingyu’s attitude, which was too calm?

Maia snorted.

Then he leaned back on the backrest, crossed his arms, and opened his mouth in a cold tone.

“Enough of the small talk, so get to the point. Unlike you, I don’t have that much time.”

“…yes, I guess.”

Thinking of the pile of papers that must have crushed Youin and Wei-ling by now, he inadvertently smiled bitterly.

Li Qingyu calmly opened his mouth.

“As you may have already guessed, my business is simple. This is his treatment.”

Maia slowly turned her gaze to follow her.

Then he looked at Herman, a mature man with a stiffly tense face next to Li Qingyu, with gloomy eyes, and then opened his mouth.

“You mean this sculptor?”

“Did you know Mr. Hermann?”

“Joke in moderation. There’s no way I’m acquainted with this guy.”

“Then, this time again, you just saw it and knew it.”

“Don’t say anything obvious.”

Looking at Li Qingyu, who nodded in anticipation, Maia was sneering.

Then, pointing at Hermann with a finger wrapped in a sleek glove, he continued in a sneering voice.

“The traces of his determination to die as a sculptor are so clear on his body, but unless his eyes are decorations, there is no way he will recognize it.”

“…”

Muscles twisted from overexertion.

Emphysema caused by swallowing dust while sculpting.

Shaking hands and stiff joints even when eating.

In addition, scars and callus burns left on the back of the hand and fingers, and so on.

Looking at Maia, who mockingly said that her body itself was nothing more than a certificate of having lived as a sculptor for the rest of her life, Hermann made a complicated expression.

I wonder if I should be amazed that he recognized his condition at a glance.

Should I be content with being recognized for my life as a sculptor?

Or should I be ashamed or angry at the ridicule for ruining my body?

Hermann, whose emotions were mixed together, did not know what expression to make.

But Maia didn’t pay attention to Hermann’s expression.

It just kept the scorn on his lips thicker.

“The only thing I don’t know is why, judging from the symptoms, even if he dies, someone who should have died long ago is still alive and well.”

“It must be thanks to the Holy Lord.”

“Holy lord… I understand. It’s definitely something a quack would do.”

After hearing Li Ching-yu’s answer, Maia shook her head as if she understood, and Yuna-kyung and Herman’s expressions turned bizarre.

Li Qingyu, on the other hand, smiled as if he knew that.

“You are still a relentless judgement.”

“I just called a quack a quack, so what’s so remorseless?”

Where and why is the patient sick?

How to treat it, what side effects remain, and what to manage to prevent recurrence.

What is the difference between a drug dealer who sells a panacea for a person who doesn’t know properly and just treats him with a skill and leaves it alone saying he’s cured?

Watching Maia speak cynically, Yuna-kyung muttered blankly.

[It’s something to live for a really long time. Seeing all the people who call Holy Lord a quack.]

Quacking the world’s best healer.

Even Syrr’s words, calling the magic lord a foolish brat, were actually terrifying criticisms that made him think of them as slightly mischievous compliments.

‘Isn’t that very wrong? Although it contains quite a bit of personal feelings.’

[Personal feelings?]

‘Have you forgotten what Quetzalcoatl is?’

[…iced coffee. Well, it’s worth it.]

Yuna-kyung agreed.

It’s famous that the existing medical industry almost collapsed thanks to the holy lord’s establishment of a saint’s guild and treatment at a low price.

With such a past, Maia, the green dragon princess, couldn’t think favorably of the divine lord.

That’s why Li Qingyu said it was so much fun.

“Unfortunately, the divine lord also saved this person’s life, but said that he could not cure the disease.”

“So you’re asking me to heal the dregs the quack ate?”

“I think it’s a pretty good opportunity for you, Maia. is not it?”

He treated patients who could not be treated even by the divine lord in Quetzalcoatl.

If that fact is known, it would be a good opportunity to raise the stock prices of the companies managed by the green dragon clan and to look cool even if they were pranked by the divine lord.

For a while, look at Li Qingyu, who proposed with a smile on his face, with gloomy eyes.

Maia nodded.

“Definitely not a bad thing.”

At most, by treating one patient, you can get a big advertising effect and keep business competitors in check.

If so, it is natural as a business person to accept it.

“But I can create any number of opportunities like that.”

But that’s only if you’re an ordinary businessman.

This was not the case for Maia, the owner of Quetzalcoatl, a conglomerate that dominates the world’s medical industry.

No matter how rare the sick.

No matter how dangerous the patient.

She could have saved anything with just one word.

“So don’t think about going over with Li Qingyu’s nonsense and answer properly.”

That’s why Maia said it clearly, not as the president of the Seven Dragons, but as the Green Dragon Princess of the Seven Dragons.

Then, looking at Li Qingyu with darkly sunken green eyes, he continued.

“Whose life will you give?”

“…!”

much more adamant.

just cynically.

Yuna-kyung and Herman opened their eyes wide at her words, twisting her bluish-white lips and holding on to a sneer.

But Li Qingyu is not at all surprised.

Of course, I just smiled and replied as if I knew that.

“You are too afraid to express yourself by sacrificing your life.”

“Is it hard to hear?”

“Paying the price to Maia doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll die, right? A lot of times they just live as if they were dead.”

dying and living as if dead.

The two look similar, but are distinctly different.

Looking at Li Qingyu, who casually pointed out, Maia was cynical.

“Then I will ask you again.”

Maia.

Chairman of Quetzalcoatl.

The princess of the green dragon clan who is born with the psionic power of healing.

That’s why even after the Iron Age opened, he was the best pharmacist, doctor, and healer until the Holy Lord appeared.

In fact, even after being judged unable to regenerate by a high-level healer, there were not a few who were cured by her.

Even so, the fact is not widely known, but the reason why the treated patient tried to hide it.

Maia spoke in a pessimistic voice about why she had become a symbol of despair rather than salvation.

“First decide who will become a slave and serve me in exchange for being cured by me.”