The dwarf craftsman, Fla, had played a crucial role in the early stages of Leech's research and development. Leech was very fond of this man, who could actually keep up with his train of thought. When he rushed to Fla's home, a tall, pregnant maid greeted him.
"Good day, my lord!"
"How is Fla?"
"He… he might not make it," she said, her expression full of sorrow. It was unclear if she was grieving for her unborn child who would now be fatherless, or for the loss of the family's pillar, which made her deeply pessimistic about the future.
Leech turned to the men with him and said, "Go get the Alchemist."
The situation in Porcupine Territory was much better now than when Leech had first arrived. Back then, Porcupine Territory had no Alchemist. When he himself was wounded and near death, he had no choice but to send for a scholar's apprentice from Iron Stone City. As for commoners who fell ill, they could do little more than wait for death.
