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.

gaze, complex and conflicted, fell on Finnegan. “We have no old scores, yet I

Finnegan over his shoulder, steadying the man with

carried

dug pit, three meters deep, hidden within

a life debt. From this moment, I promise to protect your family, ensuring no harm

he spoke, the scimitar descended swiftly toward

when it was mere centimeters away, a blur of black intercepted it. A dark, mesmerizing

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with lightning speed, spun his

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

taken aback, was not

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

materializing like a phantom, engaged Bennett

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

Star remained silent, their focus on Finnegan.

his eyes, clear and

no old

Finnegan’s unexpected recovery. “How are you

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

spiritual energy to neutralize the alcohol’s effects as he sipped his drink.

“Was that why you were so

“From our first meeting, I could tell you were a skilled fighter, whose cultivation is at the Preliminary Rank of Terra Realm. Plus, you seemed to be cautioning everyone to drink less earlier, but your eyes betrayed a hope that

realized his oversight and sighed, “I’ve

tell me why

have no personal reason to harm you. However, I owe a life debt that must repay by taking your

it?” Finnegan inquired.

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