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 and conflicted, fell on Finnegan.

Finnegan over his shoulder, steadying the man with one arm.

carried Finnegan toward the

dug pit, three meters deep, hidden within

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

scimitar descended swiftly toward Finnegan’s head.

blur of black intercepted it.

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his

up his new opponent. Doom Star, dressed entirely in black, stood

was not

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

a phantom, engaged

forced Bennett to retreat again. He scrutinized them, his expression growing more grave. “Are

Star remained silent, their focus

his eyes, clear and alert. The drunken haze

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 had

he explained, “Your wine is potent, more effective than any sedative. But as a doctor, I recognized ‘A Thousand Dreams’ herb in it. And I could detect the scent of its antidote,

remained cautious throughout, discreetly using his spiritual energy to neutralize the alcohol’s effects as he sipped his drink.

“Was that why you were so

the Preliminary Rank of Terra Realm. Plus, you seemed to be cautioning

and sighed, “I’ve

your question, can you tell me why you’re doing this?” Finnegan pressed.

I bear no grudges, and I have no personal reason

it?”

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