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.

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

hoisted Finnegan over his shoulder, steadying the

else asleep, Bennett carried

later, they arrived at a freshly dug pit, three meters deep, hidden within

debt. From this moment, I promise to protect your family, ensuring

scimitar descended swiftly toward

black intercepted it. A dark, mesmerizing saber clashed against Bennett’s weapon,

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his scimitar into a

dressed entirely in black, stood protectively in front of Finnegan. His saber was lowered, but his eyes blazed

not

wave of hostilitý surged, and the aura

phantom, engaged Bennett with his

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

and Doom Star remained silent, their focus on Finnegan.

been incapacitated, opened his eyes, clear and alert. The

have no old scores. Why do you want to kill

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

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

to neutralize

that why you were so

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

realized his oversight and sighed, “I’ve clearly

answered your question, can you tell

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

it?” Finnegan

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