System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 685 - 240: Peerless Beauty (10,000 Words) Part 4
What was even more unexpected was that the doctor was so young and beautiful.
Like a ravishing beauty!
Or perhaps.
Mitchell wanted to use a woman to win him over, to join Mitchell’s camp.
Coleman couldn’t think of another reason!
Since that’s the case...
Coleman’s gaze couldn’t help but once again sweep up and down over Nadia in front of him.
He spoke, "Dr. Nadia, I’ve recently caught a cold, feeling a bit chilly, and my head feels swollen."
"I wonder how to proceed with the treatment?"
Nadia’s voice was soft, reminding, "Duke, for diagnosis, you need to provide a quiet room for examination."
"Only then can the severity of the illness be determined and treated accordingly."
Listening to Nadia’s words, Coleman nodded, "Of course."
His gaze shifted to Mica, instructing, "Help arrange a quiet room for Dr. Nadia as the diagnosis room."
"I need to receive Dr. Nadia’s treatment!"
Mica, standing steady, immediately bowed slightly and replied, "Yes, Duke."
After the voice fell, Mica quickly left with big strides.
A few minutes later.
Mica returned quickly.
He came to Coleman’s side, respectfully reminding, "Duke, the diagnosis room is ready!"
Coleman responded, "Lead the way."
Upon hearing this, Mica walked slowly ahead.
Coleman’s gaze turned to Nadia beside him, "Nadia, please?"
Nadia nodded slightly, and the two walked side by side.
Turning a corridor, shortly, they arrived at the doorway of a room with double wooden doors open.
Led by Mica, Coleman and Nadia stepped inside.
Entering the room.
Coleman’s gaze swept around.
It’s more appropriate to call it a suite rather than a room.
Upon entry is the living room, with a heavy solid wood desk and several wooden chairs.
Next to the living room is a room for resting.
A washroom and other amenities are all complete.
Coleman asked Nadia, "Dr. Nadia, during your stay in Praying Wind City, you can live here."
"How do you find it?"
Nadia slightly nodded, "Of course, Duke, it’s already a very nice room."
"If the Duke doesn’t mind, Nadia can start your diagnosis now."
Coleman raised an eyebrow, "Certainly."
Both moved to the solid wood desk to sit.
Looking at Nadia in front, her hands brushed slightly from beneath the long skirt behind, making her seat more comfortable.
As a result.
Her graceful curve was displayed in Coleman’s eyes.
Plus those exposed fair long legs...
Coleman’s eyebrows couldn’t help but raise again.
Nadia glanced at Mica standing not far away.
Without needing her reminder, Coleman spoke first.
"You can retreat to rest."
Mica hesitated, "But, Marquis..."
Coleman showed displeasure and said angrily, "But what but?"
"Dr. Nadia is personally brought by His Highness Mitchell, would she harm me?"
Mica’s face showed surprise, quickly responded, and backed away.
He gently closed the double wooden doors.
Listening to the sound of the doors closing from behind, Coleman smiled slightly.
"Dr. Nadia, I think we can begin..."
...
Outside the room.
With the door’s closing.
Mica’s submissive demeanor instantly vanished.
Replaced by a calm, indifferent face.
Listening to the diagnostic conversation from inside, he stepped towards the reception hall.
Passing by a few guards bowing and saluting at the gate, he exited the castle.
Arriving at the courtyard, Mica directly straddled Duke Cangyu’s carriage.
Under the coachman’s urging of the horses, the carriage departed the Duke’s Castle, traveling through the inner city of Praying Wind City by night.
Perhaps because they’ve reached deep night and a curfew was implemented.
In the inner city.
Except for a few patrolling soldiers in armor, there were no other pedestrians to be seen.
Even if the patrolling soldiers saw the carriage, they did not obstruct it in the slightest.
Because the carriage bore Duke Cangyu’s ’Oak Tree’ emblem.
The Cangyu Clan is the ruler of Praying Wind City!
The rights they hold are so high, even surpassing the Emperor of the Kaladi Empire!
The carriage traveled through the main road, turned at a corner up ahead, into an alleyway.
It wove around for more than ten minutes.
Finally, amidst the whinnying of horses, it stopped in front of a two-story stone building.
After the coachman opened the carriage compartment.
Mica stepped out, stepping down onto the bluestone ground via the movable wooden stairs.
Without any delay, he walked straight into the two-story building beside with the slightly ajar door.
With the sound of creaking hinges, the wooden door opened in response.
Mica stepped inside.
Suddenly.
A veil of darkness covered his view.
His gaze soon was drawn to the candlelight in front of the bar.
After Mica’s pupils adjusted to the dark environment, he clearly saw a burly figure sitting in front of the bar.
Although the burly figure had its back to him, hiding the face.
He still knew the person’s identity.
Mica stepped forward and stood behind the burly figure.
He bowed slightly, his words full of respect, "Your Highness!"
The man sitting at the counter turned his burly figure upon hearing this.
