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Geoffrey was well aware that the children now emerging were clearly feeling unwell.

"Principal, what exactly is going on?"

Geoffrey asked in a hushed tone, turning to Principal Sophia, only to find her expression exceedingly grim, as if she was suppressing something.

"My connection with the realm is becoming increasingly tenuous. I suspect someone has tampered with it. Go and investigate," she instructed.

Hearing this, Geoffrey gasped in shock, nearly collapsing!

Had he not been afraid of giving away that something was amiss, he might have screamed.

What did she mean by 'the connection with the realm is becoming increasingly tenuous'?!

This was their Star Cluster Academy's assessment site!

And there were still thousands of children inside the realm!

If something were to go wrong, thousands of children could die in there!

These children were from the elite noble families across the entire alliance.

Geoffrey could hardly bear to think about what would happen if these children were harmed.

What would those nobles do?

He feared that Star Cluster Academy simply could not withstand the pressure that would come from those noble families.

"I understand, I will go immediately!"

Geoffrey, suppressing his inner fear, quickly began to investigate the matter.

If even the principal had noticed something at this juncture, it meant the issue was complex and the person behind it highly skilled.

It was too late to halt the trial now.

Their enemies were in the shadows, they were in the light.

If it became apparent that they had noticed, those lurking might resort to even more diabolical actions.

The children would then truly have no chance of escaping, so they must remain vigilant.

It was crucial to expose those in the shadows and restore the connection between the principal and the realm.

Above all, they needed to ensure the children's safe return.

John looked at the stunning individual before him, a trace of admiration flashing through his eyes.

It was undeniable that the elves were a breathtakingly beautiful race; even he had been momentarily stunned upon first seeing one.

"May I see your panel?" John asked directly.

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Although as a commander he could access the stats of all NPCs within the fortress, he still sought permission from this beauty.

"Of course, honored Commander," the elf replied with a gentle smile, blooming like a hundred flowers.

Outside in the audience, breaths were held.

So beautiful, truly beautiful! At this moment, they even lost the ability to describe what they saw!

[Name] Abby

[Level] ???

[Class] Healer

[Skills] Renewal Spell, Gentle Spring Spell, Fluttering Snow Spell, Spring Awakening Spell, Resurrection Spell, Unknown.

John's pupils dilated sharply when he saw Abby's skill list.

Resurrection Spell?!

His breathing quickened, a skill he had never encountered before.

And yet, here it was.

He also noticed that Abby's level was marked by three question marks, and there was one skill labeled Unknown.

Suddenly, he thought of something and instinctively opened the commander's panel to check Old Nick's details again.

[Name] Old Nick

[Level] ???

[Skills] Forging, Enchanting, Unknown.

Indeed, the level was also represented by three question marks, with an Unknown skill listed as well.

These NPCs were indeed different from what he had imagined.

"May I ask how many people your Resurrection Spell can affect at once? And what is the cooldown for this skill?"

John asked directly, diving into the topic he was most curious about.

After all, he had never seen the Resurrection Spell before—this was a first!

"Resurrection Spell can affect up to five people at once, with a cooldown of one hour. The resurrected individuals will experience a period of weakness lasting 12 hours."

A miraculous skill!

John had assumed that a powerful skill like Resurrection Spell would only work on a single person at critical moments for saving lives.

But to his astonishment, it could be used on up to five individuals, with only an hour of cooldown!

This... this was incredibly cost-effective!

No wonder Old Nick had said that although the healing was expensive, it was truly worth the price!

John's hands trembled slightly with excitement! He suddenly felt as if he had struck gold.

Even if it cost one energy stone a day, it was absolutely worth it! Even ten would be fine!

"By the way, Commander," Abby said, lifting her gaze to meet John's.

Her emerald green eyes shimmered like fine jade, dazzlingly beautiful.

"When will I receive my salary for today?"

Hmm?

John felt a bit let down.

It seemed somewhat unseemly for such a beautiful person to bring up money straight away.

"I don't know if Old Nick has mentioned this, but my salary is one energy stone per day."

John nodded, "Old Nick did mention it to me, just one energy stone..."

"Precious energy stone."

The three words stopped John mid-sentence.

Precious energy stone?

One a day?!

Not to be harsh, but do you think because you're beautiful you can demand so much?!

That's a precious energy stone!

Just yesterday, he had seen that a single precious energy stone could fire an energy cannon twenty times!

And here, it's just a day's salary?

That's outrageously excessive!

But seeing the healer's skills, he suddenly felt the price might be somewhat acceptable.

After all, it only amounted to 15 days.

He currently had about 40 energy stones on hand; even if he gave 15 to the healer, he'd still have some left.

As for the energy cannon, he might just use broken energy stones or common energy stones for now.

John winced as he pulled out three precious energy stones, indicating that they were the wages for the first three days post-battle.

Abby nodded slightly, her vines curling around the stones as they lifted from John's hand.

"I forgot to mention, Commander, that casting a Resurrection Spell requires five common energy stones each time."

John involuntarily stepped back, clutching his heart.

That hurt...

He suddenly felt that this healer might not be as cost-effective as he initially thought.

Five common energy stones per hour, twenty-four hours a day—that adds up to 120 stones!

He only had, at most, seven to eight hundred stones on hand.

That wouldn't even last a week!

John suddenly felt dizzy.

It seemed the Resurrection Spell wasn't as essential as he had thought.

"Moreover, there are limitations to using the Resurrection Spell. The corpse must be intact, and the time of death cannot exceed five hours."

Understanding the previous conditions, John now felt these requirements weren't too excessive.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling the full fragrance of the flowers, which momentarily relaxed his spirit.

Just a moment ago, he thought these floral scents were wonderful, and the healer was decent, offering free restoration of mind power.

But now it seemed...

This was all paid for!

John had entered the healing room buoyant with enthusiasm, but he left feeling a bit unsteady.

This was no healing room; it was a money pit!

Such a hefty price!

John hesitated for a moment but decided to inform Isabella anyway.

After all, having a healer with Resurrection Spell was a significant boon for them, even if it could only resurrect 120 people a day.

The savings on the loss of 120 people would substantially enhance their strength.

Upon receiving John's message, Isabella immediately opened her own commander panel.

Her healing room indeed had a hiring option, and she could view the panels of those available for hire.

However, none of these individuals possessed the Resurrection Spell.

She pondered briefly, then quickly headed to the forge.

Since John had hired through Old Nick at the forge, perhaps she could use the same method.

But when she arrived, although the NPCs treated her with great respect, none suggested they could recommend a healer to her.

Confused, she reached out to John again.

John was also perplexed; this wasn't supposed to happen.

Could it be an issue of favorability?

He promptly sent Isabella three bottles of monkey wine through the friend mail, suggesting she try this approach when asking the dwarves at the forge once more.

Isabella stared silently at the monkey wine in her mailbox.