After greeting and introducing himself to D'andre, Dragun rushed to check on the two.
He listened to the words coming out of their mouths, even though they were undecipherable.
While understanding their words was impossible, their actions served as clear evidence that they were being controlled by dark creatures.
Dragun turned to Rowan and nodded at him, as if confirming something.
Dragun didn't want to share the dark fate of these two with the people in the room. If the women, especially Melissa, learned about it, she might have the sudden urge to end it all.
To prevent this, Dragun and Rowan decided to keep their discussions among themselves.
"What is wrong with her? Is she going to be okay?" Melissa asked Dragun.
The other women looked at him with eager eyes, waiting for his next words, which would decide their reaction.
'If only I could tell you all the truth,' Dragun sighed inwardly before lying to the women that they would be alright.
"Do not worry, they will be okay very soon. Keep taking care of them, and one day they might fully awaken," he lied.
The women heaved sighs of relief.
Dragun shook his head pitifully while none of them were watching.
He strolled and stood beside Rowan and D'andre; the three of them watched Ren and Liara with neutral expressions on their faces.
Vishirk was still behind, wondering about the connection between such a powerful mage and Rowan, who was the lord of a very tiny village.
About an hour passed.
Liara and Ren's speech started slowing down as though they were losing energy.
A few seconds later, both of them stopped speaking. Their mouths shut abruptly, and their bodies returned to an unconscious state.
Rowan analyzed their condition, and it was the same as usual.
The system confirmed they were alright, without a single unhealthy condition or deformities in them.
Even Dragun tried using his healing magic, but just like before, it failed to activate, revealing there was no sort of illness in them.
The women, who were desperate to see the two moving okay, pleaded for the assistance of D'andre, whom they saw as a messenger from the divines.
D'andre couldn't reduce his reputation in front of the women, so he immediately brought out two bottles containing glowing white potion from his inventory.
When he brought them out, Rowan, Vishirk, and Dragun stared at them with wide-open eyes.
[High-grade healing potion]
[Heals every natural and magically inflicted illness and injuries in less than 10 seconds.]
Vishirk and Dragun knew how expensive and rare it was in the magic world. On the other hand, Rowan recalled obtaining one of these once after clearing a B-rank dungeon in the game.
'To think this guy would actually use such an expensive potion,' Rowan heaved a sigh.
"Ladies, this is a high-grade healing potion; it can cure literally everything," he bragged before strolling towards Ren and Liara.
He opened their mouths slightly and poured the contents inside.
The liquid slid down their throats, flowing into their stomachs gradually.
However, even after one minute, nothing happened.
D'andre had already expected this and wasn't unfazed.
He used Dragun's healing magic failing as an example to explain to the women that both of them were perfectly alright.
"They will recover naturally; you all don't need to panic, alright?" D'andre gave them a reassuring smile.
The women nodded their heads; their hopes were lifted once again, but the worries remained.
Rowan spoke to them before leaving with the three of them.
They all strolled to the meeting hall.
On their way, Dragun and Vishirk discussed with D'andre.
They conversed with him as though they were fans meeting with their favorite idol.
"Are you an archmage yet?"
"What are your elemental affinities? Do you have any special affinity?"
"How many spells have you mastered?"
"Can you hand over spells you consider inferior? They will go a long way for me, senior."
Both of them kept asking questions and requesting spells.
Rowan could only walk behind alone and observe the actions of the three.
In his heart, he thanked his good luck that he wouldn't have to beg for spells one day.
All he needed was his mana core, and he would be able to copy any magic skills or spells of his liking.
While he was happy about this, the issue of the dark creatures invading his territory kept making his heartbeat increase.
"System, can you give tips about hunting down and slaying dark creatures?"
[Tips to hunt down dark creatures are available for specific ones. However, there is no information about killing them. Would you like to download information concerning these dark creatures?]
Rowan wasn't that surprised that even the system lacked the ways to kill them.
'Information about tracking them down would come in handy, to be honest,' he made up his mind. 'Download the information, system.'
[Downloading resources...]
[Resources will be available in 168 hours]
"Ahh, one week?" Rowan couldn't help but exclaim.
Fortunately, Dragun and Vishirk were currently busy discussing with D'andre, so none of them heard him.
'One week is pretty far, but I have no choice but to wait for it,' Rowan sighed.
After strolling for some time, they arrived at the meeting hall.
Dragun and Vishirk bade D'andre farewell excitedly.
For mages, discussing with a higher-ranked mage was akin to discussing with a teacher or idol. Thus, both of them were naturally excited.
Rowan and D'andre returned to the meeting hall.
They didn't discuss important matters this time.
D'andre told his story as usual, while Rowan spent his time cross-checking his inventory to see if he had anything important to add before D'andre left the village.
After checking, he decided to add a few more food supplies and weapons.
The skill books, food pills, monster cores, and raw materials for construction in his possession were already more than enough, so he didn't bother.
"Here, the gift I promised," said D'andre as he handed over an item to Rowan.
Rowan checked the description immediately, and his eyes widened.