Atlas waved his hand, he was so good at acting and in front of the people who were welcoming him. They had all decided to return to the center of Flacia's government.Master Blake and Nathan were by their side, only certain people knew Atlas had lost his memory after they got into the airplane reserved for them, on top of immediately resting accompanied by Master Blake."Does your head still hurt? It seems to be an effect of what I did to you a long time ago, locking your memory away so that you don't remember anything because the explosion and the use of so much energy made your memory go haywire." MasternBlakemen felt guilty about that as he looked at Atlas."I have understood everything, and not all the memories are gone. The memory of my meeting with Alison has surfaced, and I understand why Master did that because my father and mother also wanted it. otherwise, they would have found me, and I would not have been able to get to this point." Atlas replied more tactfully, blaming th
Everyone who was there panicked, they were very busy, and Master Blake immediately gave help to Atlas in the room. The soothing scent was so thick Alison was on the upper side, but Luke was outside, they didn't want Luke to be traumatized or experience something unpleasant."Is he okay? Did he experience something shocking to faint like that, Mama Blake?" Alison was very anxious, especially since it had been an hour since Atlas woke up. She thought the explosion Atlas had experienced had an unexpected effect.Humans have their limits, and Alison knew very well that Atlas was a human being no matter how great, he must have limits and could have suffered extraordinary injuries that made Alison panic if what Master Blake had said all this time was wrong. It turned out that Atlas had suffered injuries far more severe than this. Something bad could have happened. Luke cried even when Atlas lost consciousness."Queen Alison, it's hard for me to say what exactly happened, but King Atlas' ene
Benedict was surprised by the scream of the person who had just arrived. He and Luke looked at the person."What do you mean by yelling like that?" Benedict thought that the person was a little rude for shouting at him.Moreover, in front of him now was the Prince who would continue the royal throne here."I'm sorry, Mr. Benedict, but I just got news about the Upper King, who has regained consciousness, that's why I was so rash to convey this to you and the prince."The man spoke excitedly, and Luke immediately got off his bed, he acted as if nothing had happened earlier. He was immediately grabbed by Benedict."Great Grandpa, don't get in my way. I want to see my father now!" He said it in a firm voice, Benedict was quite surprised, but he smiled because his great-grandson was a person with charisma."I don't want to stop you at all, I just want to go with you." He smiled, making Luke nod his head, and he immediately walked along with Benedict. They walked very quickly until they fin
Several times the man who was still wearing his favorite shirt again sighed. His face looked normal, and his appearance could be guessed by those who passed there that he was nothing more than a manual laborer who would face the hot sun every day.All that was their judgment when they saw this tall man's outer appearance, plus the expression on his face that had seemed uneasy from earlier.''Just follow the flow of life, young man,'' said a middle-aged man who recently had often met him around this park.''Old man, how are you this morning?'' asked Atlas with a faint smile.The man who, without being asked to sit down, had filled the space next to Atlas, who was still showing a simple smile. A long bench in the northern part of the city park that Atlas used to frequent. This place is one of the few locations he often stops by to calm his head as if the seasonal wind that passes through this open space can carry away all the complicated thoughts that sometimes have been settling in his
Atlas now only focuses on the middle-aged man who doesn't seem to get better. Without thinking about the glances of the people around him who stared in astonishment.''Sir, this is not a spectacle that you can see up close!'' prevented one of the particular flight attendants on duty in this cabin.Atlas ignored the indirect ban and grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist.The doctor, kneeling beside Atlas, looked surprised and fixed the position of his glasses which had slipped slightly from the bridge of his nose. With just a little push from the tip of his forefinger, the drinks were back in a comfortable position.''Are you a doctor?'' asked the doctor who should be the only hope as a helper for this middle-aged man.''No, but I will try to help this man,'' replied Atlas flatly.“Tch, young man, this man's life is not a game. I'm a doctor and will help this man recover from all this when the plane lands."If only the pilot didn't show up that very second, the feud between Atlas and the
''A-acupuncture?'' The Pilot reacted.All the reactions that came after were different from what Atlas expected.Everything was very different, with some villagers who came to him and Master Blake to ask for help. All of them here gives a resigned look, seeming to look in disbelief because they think Atlas's words were a joke at the wrong time.Medical science is far more advanced than acupuncture.''You don't believe it? I've helped many people through this technique,'' said Atlas trying to convince them.''Sir, if you misstep with your 'ancient' ability, can you account for it to this, Miss?'' Martin was still trying to suppress Atlas. He will stick to the principles of his profession and all of these have clear procedures that he must adhere to."I already told you, even your ability to read, I doubt it. Now you say acupuncture to help save this person's life. Do you want to be a spectacle? Or are you crazy?" Martin pointed at Atlas repeatedly. There was no way he, who was a great
''Grandpa?'' whispered a young girl who had just realized. Whether it was all thanks to the help of Doctor Martin or a natural miracle, she only fainted for no less than five minutes. Martin straightened his head and took a deep breath. Now he looked so greedy as if he wanted to scoop up all the remaining air in the airplane cabin. He was staring down at Atlas, still silent, standing not far from the curtain. He was about to leave the cabin but failed because he heard the girl's soft voice. He considered this a natural response. “You can see how modern medical science got to this point? I'm not sure if this young lady will wake up after being pierced by dozens of needles of an ancient method that isn't guaranteed of technique.” Doctor Martin felt the upper hand. Everyone there started whispering to each other and looking sinisterly at Atlas. He knew that now everyone there was insulting him in a whisper. Even the flight attendants, supposed to maintain their attitude towards their
''Is everything all right?''The question from the woman, who seemed to have been very curious about what was happening in front of her, was not meant to indicate she was worried about other people. However, it was a question to release her curiosity and become a topic of conversation that could keep her mouth busy with other women who were also waiting earlier with curious faces.Atlas didn't mind and chose to sit back down immediately, then closed his eyes."He didn't even waste his last breath on me," the woman quipped.Not enough two minutes to get calm, the footsteps of a flight attendant recognized by Atlas were heard approaching and stopping beside him.“Sir, is there anything you need? The captain sent me here,'' said the woman quietly."Captain?" Atlas slowly opened his eyes, his thick eyebrows barely knit together. Who is the Captain?''The captain is currently controlling this plane,'' she replied quickly.Atlas immediately understood. The man who works as the primary pilot