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Leaving the dungeon, Cyclone made his way to the area above the dungeon and sat in front of the stone statue of the god Dudu.

Truly befitting of the god Dudu, though not displaying Dudu's astonishing trident, the design of the dragon head did give off a sense of divine and majestic presence.

Speaking to this dragon head and then hearing Dudu's deep voice echoing from here would truly create an illusion of a heavenly being descending upon this place.

Glancing at the dragon head, Cyclone thought that if he continued playing with the female voice, something interesting might develop.

As long as Cyclone fantasized, he kept on fantasizing.

After a good laugh, the boring time unknowingly slipped away, and his body received adequate rest.

It wasn't until Cyclone looked at his own hands that the fantasies came to an end.

The second operation, the second feeling.

Cyclone couldn't believe that he would encounter this kind of thing again.

And this time, Cyclone fully realized what it truly meant to rescue someone.

Also, Cyclone understood what Yuna's recent expression in her eyes meant.

Recalling the scene when Yuna looked helpless after casting healing magic on the puppy, the same helplessness in her eyes as Dudu just now, was a sense of incapability and frustration.

Cyclone had trouble believing that Yuna would show such a feeling.

The strongest witch on the continent already sounded formidable.

What could such an unparalleled beauty not achieve? Shouldn't the strongest in the land be invincible?

However, as Cyclone thought this way, things didn't develop as expected.

Even Yuna had things she couldn't do.

Even Yuna had moments of weakness.

Looking at his own hands, Cyclone finally understood.

For Yuna, the most distant thing to her was "saving."

Initially, Cyclone could have asked Yuna about these things directly.

But he felt that rather than directly questioning her, he had a responsibility to understand some basic things first.

Cyclone didn't want to face Yuna's serious questions with ignorance because he wasn't just anybody, but Yuna's husband.

"If your hand can only kill, then I'll be the one to change it..."

Making a new vow in his heart, Cyclone knew what he had to do.

Yes, the world is always changing.

Little Dragon went from being a dominant martial arts figure to a skilled homemaker.

Eileen grew from a shy girl into a savvy businesswoman.

And Yuna?

Despite her past, despite her life, even so, she could change.

"I will change you because I've promised to bring happiness to you."

Raising his right hand to the sky, Cyclone looked at his hand and the sky.

"If your hand is filled with killing intent, then now I'll use my own hand to bestow upon you the power to save lives."

"Mr. Cyclone… Have you ever considered… learning medical skills?"

As Cyclone received the answer, a voice also came from the other side of the dragon head.

I don't know if I've figured myself out or if this idea just happens to resonate with me.

However, Dudu's suggestion is quite good, at least Cyclone thinks it is feasible.

But Cyclone is not planning to respond to Dudu's suggestion for now.

Because Cyclone is no longer alone, this is a very significant decision, and Cyclone won't act on its own.

Without answering Dudu's suggestion, Cyclone stood up and walked towards home.