Atlas Color Institute

Chapter 218: Atlas Color Institute

Elagabalus said regretfully, "It's just a pity that although the illness was diagnosed afterward, it was exactly as you said, sir—an imbalance in the elemental composition of her body and soul."

"But I couldn't afford to hire a Formal Wizard to treat my wife, and the Assistant Potion Makers had no solution either. They all turned me down."

"No one was even like you, at least offering a possible solution. If I'd met you back then, perhaps my wife might have had a chance to live."

"Although the [Volcanic Core], [Heart of Extreme Ice], and [Storm Lung] were all expensive too, at least they were things I might have been able to afford after taking out a loan."

"So my first wife still died in the end."

A trace of sorrow appeared on Elagabalus's face.

Then Elagabalus changed the subject. "However, I later married another wife, and we're living very happily now."

"My current wife is my fourth. My second wife divorced me, my third died during a mission, and my fourth wife is a student of my wizard mentor..."

Locke turned to glance at him, feeling rather speechless.

Earlier, seeing the man's sorrowful expression whenever he spoke of his first wife, and hearing how he had spent more than a year creating a magic painting to preserve her most beautiful appearance forever, Locke had thought he was deeply devoted.

Who would have thought the man was a serial womanizer?

So hanging his first wife's magic portrait in the most conspicuous spot in his gallery was all to maintain his image as a devoted lover.

Locke frowned and hesitated before forcing out a sentence. "Well, the path of love is always full of hardships."

Locke quickly returned to the main topic. "Speed Painter, I'd like