A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 39 Striking Caesar

A tanned man with a broadsword charged at them.

Finnegan pulled Alisha to his back before glancing at the trash can that had flown over and hit the car carlier. There was a long cut mark on its solid surface. Clearly, the newcomer to the scene was the one who had slashed it with his sword.

“That’s one of the Goldberg Five, Caesar Goldberg!” Alisha cried out.

Caesar, who was coming close to them, halted in his tracks momentarily to look at the beautiful woman. “You actually know me, but who are you?”

Signaling Alisha not to speak, Finnegan then landed his amused gaze on Caesar, “So you’re Oscar’s senior. But how did you find me so soon?”

Finnegan guessed that Caesar just arrived in the city after a long trip, but Caesar had immediately found him.

In other words, Tristan had to be spying on him or his family the entire time..

Pushing away his confusion about Alisha’s instant recognition, Caesar then lifted his sword. and pointed it at Finnegan. “I’m not here to waste my breath with you. I’m going to give you a chance to survive this-break your legs and come with me to cure Mr. Killian and my junior. Otherwise, you’re going to die.”

As he warned Finnegan, he unleashed the aura of an Amber Realm fighter of Absolute Rank.

At the same time, the veins on his sword-wielding hands popped terrifyingly.

It was as if he would instantly cut Finnegan down the second Finnegan rejected him.

However, Finnegan only gave him a small smile and said, “If you break your own legs now, I’ll let you live. Otherwise, you’re going to die.”

Caesar could not believe Finnegan was parroting him and returning the threat.

Sneering, he then said, “It looks like you’re not going to repent until it’s too late!”

With that, he lunged toward Finnegan, about to let the latter find out about the tremendous. power gap between the two of them.

Finnegan hooked his arm around Alisha’s waist and easily dodged Caesar’s attack, who ended. up slamming his sword onto the edge of the wall. The corner of the wall was chipped off, and a piece of concrete the size of a fist flew into the air and scraped Alisha’s thigh.

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“You b’stard, are you using me as a shield?”

when Finnegan turned around did he realize Alisha was hurt. Red blood was flowing

the

Alisha to the side, Finnegan spun on his

was not going to let him accidentally kill Alisha-he would have a hard time explaining her death

going to destroy

of fleeing, he felt provoked and underestimated. Roaring, he raised his broadsword, seemingly intending

perilous

but a reckless man with too much power. Why would I fear

he poured

“Die!”

avoiding Caesar’s blow, Finnegan smacked his palm onto the blade. How naive, Caesar mockingly thought. Is he really trying to change the trajectory of my attack with a meager smack like that?

The pain in his wrist, and the tear on his purlicue, made him lose his grip on

this

just a smack? I

immediately swung it at its original

Psh!

were cut off. He stood transfixed as if a spell for immobility had been

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flowed down to his chin, and Caesar’s body fell backward. His eyes were wide, but he no longer

the broadsword

ground, and the sound snapped Alisha back to her senses. With a complicated look, she muttered, “You

were very few who could overpower Golden Hades

you not see how he was trying to

him had to be prepared to be killed

had to look at him in a

at Caesar’s body, “Wrap him up and send him to General Hospital. I

beat, and her jaw dropped. “Do you

only taunt Tristan but Finnegan would also be provoking Golden Hades. If Alisha could do things her way,

they think that I have nothing to do with

“Oh… I understand.”

the scene, Finnegan carried the injured Alisha into the hotel. It seemed like supper could no longer be

entered a double-bedroom suite, Alisha wrapped her arms around Finnegan’s neck and whispered, “Finnegan, don’t you think you’ll have a better sleep if you hug someone with my