School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start-Chapter 209 --A Loving Couple

"No, I don’t... Now that Melin and I have reunited, it’s enough. Big brother, I’m going to prepare some medicine for Plum Blossom," Woody said, licking his lips before quickly disappearing into the inner sanctum.

"Are you afraid?" Blight muttered to himself, "Let your big brother help you."

A few days later, Melin’s injuries gradually healed, and she could walk around without any issues.

Woody was constantly busy brewing medicine for Melin and taking care of her.

Blight explored the entire Divine Farmer Sanctuary thoroughly.

Not just the main hall, but the inner sanctum was also beautiful, with ancient stone walls adorned with exquisite carvings.

Besides the bedrooms, there were also a kitchen, an alchemy room, and storerooms holding weapons and various utensils.

Blight informed Woody before he ventured into these storerooms.

The storerooms were all locked, but Blight didn’t ask Woody for the keys; instead, he used his tools to pick the locks, treating lock-picking as a pastime.

He didn’t understand much about the ancient alchemy equipment and the diagrams of formations, but Blight was certain that all the weapons in the armory were of high quality.

He selected a pair of swords and placed them back in his room, calling one the female sword and the other the male sword.

The innermost stone chamber in the inner sanctum was the forbidden area of the Divine Farmer Sanctuary.

Blight didn’t enter, curious though he was.

As a man of integrity, he didn’t even spare it an extra glance.

That day, Blight was in the main hall admiring the flowers.

He plucked a chrysanthemum petal and tasted it.

Plum Blossom, having just gotten out of bed to move around, saw this scene and walked over to him.

"Big brother Blight, if you keep eating flowers from the Divine Farmer Sanctuary, I’ll let the flowers eat you," she teased.

The fragrance emanating from Plum Blossom caught Blight off guard, and he quickly circulated his power around his body to stabilize his mind.

"How would they eat me?" he asked, looking directly into Plum Blossom’s eyes.

Since drinking the lightwine, his cultivation had significantly increased, and now he wanted to see if he could remain completely unaffected by Plum Blossom’s charm.

"By using your hands as fertilizer, of course."

A mischievous light flashed in Plum Blossom’s eyes as she unleashed her true skills to see how much Blight’s cultivation and resolve had improved.

"These plants don’t need fertilizer. In such a treasured land, next to the spirit tree, why would they need any?"

"Oh? You see quite clearly! Then I’ll have to eat you myself."

Plum Blossom moved closer to Blight, who felt that if he lost control, she might truly kill him.

In this world, Plum Blossom probably only cared about Woody.

If Blight were not Woody’s big brother, he might not have been saved by her with the lightwine.

Now, Blight was even more convinced that this beautiful woman seemed to have an instinctive hatred for men other than Woody.

If he were to be enchanted by her, she might whimsically forget his status as Woody’s brother and kill him.

"I don’t want to die yet," Blight said, holding Plum Blossom’s shoulders to stop her from getting closer.

"I still want to officiate a wedding."

"What do you mean?"

"Your wedding with Woody." Blight watched Plum Blossom’s reaction and said, "You know Woody loves you. And you like Woody too, right?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"I..." Plum Blossom took a few steps back.

Speaking to Blight yet seemingly to herself, she said, "You don’t understand, I can’t..."

Her words trailed off as Plum Blossom aimlessly walked out of the Divine Farmer Sanctuary.

Blight, puzzled, couldn’t comprehend why both of them were so hesitant.

He went to find Woody, who was preparing medicine in the inner sanctum, and shared the recent conversation with him.

Woody sat down dejectedly and said, "Big brother, there are some things I haven’t told you.

These past twenty years, Sister Plum Blossom has probably been living in pain."

"Back then, Sister Plum Blossom was dishonored by those seven centurions."

Woody paused, considering his words, then continued, "My father and I found Sister Plum Blossom on the mountain and rescued her to the Divine Farmer Sanctuary. She was covered in wounds and... filth."

"Those beasts didn’t spare even a girl barely in her teens." Woody clenched his fists and added, "Later, during that conflict, Gus recognized Sister Plum Blossom and verbally insulted her again. I didn’t include this scene in the memostone; I didn’t want you to know the humiliation Sister Plum Blossom endured."

"I understand."

"When I saw Sister Plum Blossom’s eyes back then, I knew her heart had been twisted, but I had no chance to save her. Being burned by the lightwine, I lost even my memory, and only after regaining it did I learn from Sister Plum Blossom that our father had entrusted her with the Divine Farmer Sanctuary before he died."

Woody paused, then continued, "What I’m about to tell you involves the secrets of the Divine Farmer Sanctuary and the empire. Every ten years, the Divine Farmer Sanctuary completes eight missions for the empire, and at any given time, the Sanctuary is only engaged in one mission."

"The eight missions from twenty-five to fifteen years ago were completed by my father twenty years back. Therefore, Sister Plum Blossom had five years after my father’s death to enhance her cultivation and seek revenge."

"But in the time that followed, since the Divine Farmer Sanctuary was left with only Sister Plum Blossom, she had to stay nearby at all times, waiting for the empire’s missions."

"In such long and lonely times," Blight murmured, "negative emotions are magnified endlessly."

"So, we owe her too much. I don’t deserve to marry her."

"She also feels that she’s been tainted and doesn’t deserve you."

"In my heart, she..."

Before Woody could finish, Blight landed a solid punch on him.

Staggering, Woody then found himself on the receiving end of a flurry of punches from Blight.

"It’s one thing for a woman to be obstinate," Blight said as he threw punches, "but why are you, a man, being so cowardly? If you’re this cowardly, then you really don’t deserve her."

"She avenged your family, guarded this place for fifteen years for you, and saved me, a stranger, all for you."

"Owing her? Not marrying her is the real debt."

"What she needs now is love, to erase the scars deep in her heart from childhood. Otherwise, she will continue to be twisted, eventually becoming unrecognizable as a person."

"I..." Woody got punched in the mouth again before he could speak, his words knocked back into him.

"She loves you," Blight said, grabbing Woody by the collar.

"Her charm doesn’t work on the complete you who has regained his memories. Don’t you understand? The two of you have been connected since twenty years ago. Get out there and tell her you want to marry her!"

Woody stood up, scenes of helping Melin clean her body twenty years ago flashing before his eyes, recalling the hardships they both endured over the years.

He ran out of the Divine Farmer Sanctuary, towards the spirit tree where Melin was standing.

He wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace.

Blight watched the two from a distance, tears forming in his eyes.

For a moment, he too remembered a woman who loved him, but it was just that - a fleeting moment.

He returned to the Divine Farmer Sanctuary to start preparing for Woody and Plum Blossom’s wedding.

Three days later, under Blight’s witness, a loving couple was united in marriage in the mysterious Divine Farmer Sanctuary.

...

Owen woke up, finding himself in a sparsely furnished room.

Inside, there was only a table, a bed, a chair, and a fireplace, with the fire burning quite vigorously, likely tended regularly.

A trident stood by the bed.

Owen tried to reach for the sword, but a slight movement caused excruciating pain throughout his body.

He had to give up, staring at the ceiling, recalling how he had fallen unconscious in the snow after a bloody battle with Xeus.

Who saved me? he wondered, otherwise, he surely would have frozen to death by now.

With a fireplace in the room, he must still be in the Snow Kingdom.

And the ones capable of rescuing him from such a place were likely people from the Sanctuary.

After a while, the door was opened by a distinguished-looking middle-aged man who stepped inside.

Owen closed his eyes, pretending to be still unconscious.

The man approached the bed and said, "Get up, I know you’re awake." Owen sat up with difficulty, eyeing the unfamiliar face before him, and said, "Elder Promi, was it you who saved me?"

"How did you know it was me?" Promi was slightly surprised.

"I guessed." Owen confessed, "Before you spoke, I thought it was likely someone from the Sanctuary who saved me. But the way you spoke felt familiar to me, so I guessed it was you."

"How could it be familiar? My voice changes with different faces."

"When you say ’you,’ there’s a slightly longer gap before the next word."

"Hmm, seems like it is indeed the case." Promi grew increasingly fond of Owen’s sharpness.

"Very well." Promi, saying this, pulled out from his bosom the medicine bottle that Owen had always kept close to him and asked, "Who gave you this bottle?"

"It was a..."

"Woman," Promi laughed, cutting off Owen, "You were nearly dead, yet you pulled this out from your chest and clutched it in your hand. I thought it could only be from a woman."

"She is a woman, indeed, but..."

"No need to explain.

Actions at the brink of death don’t lie; you must have fallen in love with her." Owen didn’t know what to say; he had never thought he would fall in love with that mysterious champion king.