A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

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Chapter 272 Yet I Must Kill You

Jaxon feeling the effects, admitted defeat. “I talked big for nothing. You guys carry on, I need a break.” He stumbled over to a hammock and collapsed into it.

Zephyr taunted him, “So much for being Jadeborough’s ‘Night Prince’. Can’t even handle your drink?”

Upon hearing this, Shaun nudged Zephyr, suggesting another round. “Let’s not brag and just drink.” They both raised their glasses and downed their drinks.

Bennett cautioned, “Though my wine doesn’t cause hangovers and feels fine the next day, you should still take it easy. I don’t want anyone getting an upset stomach.”

“No problem, if Zephyr doesn’t collapse tonight, then I will!” Shaun declared, egging on Zephyr.

Casper, intrigued, joined their drinking contest.

The table buzzed with lively chatter, lifting everyone’s spirits. Rhiannon, Yuliana, and Nancy, initially planning on non-alcoholic beverages, decided to join in with another round of pineapple wine.

Bennett invited Finnegan, “Come on, let’s have a drink too.”

Finnegan laughed lightly, cautioning, “Take it easy, Bennett, I’m not great with alcohol.” He clinked glasses with Bennett and drained his in one go, then

engaged in casual conversation.

By nine, Shaun and the others were thoroughly intoxicated, staggering about in disarray. Rhiannon and the other ladies had succumbed to sleep, snoring softly at the table.

Finnegan, his face flushed, set down his glass. “I can’t drink any more, Bennett…”

Mid-sentence, Finnegan slumped forward, collapsing onto the table.

Meanwhile, Bennett remained unaffected, as if he hadn’t touched a drop.

His complexion normal, eyes clear, he emptied his half-full glass.

shiny scimitar from his waist, Bennett wiped it with a tissue. His gaze, complex

Finnegan over his shoulder,

Bennett carried Finnegan toward the orchard.

pit, three meters deep, hidden within the

a tree, his scimitar gleaming in his hand. “I owe you a life debt. From this moment, I promise to protect your

scimitar descended swiftly toward Finnegan’s

a blur of black intercepted it. A dark, mesmerizing saber clashed

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his scimitar into a defensive maneuver.

stood protectively in front

not

another icy wave of hostilitý surged, and the aura of a Preliminary Rank Terra Realm

a phantom, engaged

resounding clash forced Bennett to retreat again. He scrutinized them, his expression growing

and Doom Star remained silent, their focus on

eyes, clear and alert.

Bennett, “We have no old scores. Why do you

a beat at Finnegan’s unexpected recovery. “How are you unaffected?” he questioned, realizing his plans

is potent, more effective than any sedative. But as a doctor, I recognized ‘A Thousand Dreams’ herb in it. And

energy to neutralize the alcohol’s effects as he

“Was that why

the Preliminary Rank of Terra Realm. Plus, you seemed to be cautioning everyone to drink less earlier, but your eyes betrayed a hope

sighed, “I’ve clearly underestimated you.”

your question, can you tell

have no personal reason to

is it?”

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