rbq！ rbq！
Noah kept quiet out of fear after being glanced at.
This was the deterrence of a big shot. Even if she was wrong, she was justified in her wrongdoings.
Meg looked at Melante, who was grimacing in pain from the Holy Light, and his eyelids twitched wildly as well. He glanced at Irina, who was still drunk, and wondered if this would turn into a tragic medical accident.
After all, Melante was from the Ghost Clan. He would most likely feel uncomfortable in front of the Holy Light.
The Holy Light lasted for about three minutes. Other than the talismans, Meg seemed to vaguely see traces of black gas being purified by the Holy Light.
Melante had already fainted from the pain. It was unknown if he was still alive.
"Grandpa!" Noah wanted to rush forward anxiously.
Meg reached out to hold him back because Irina had started to recite a healing spell.
Spots of faint golden light fell on Melante's body. The horrifying wound began to regenerate and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This process lasted for about ten minutes. The flesh on Melante's abdomen grew back, and his pale face regained some color. His almost stagnant breathing gradually became smooth and strong.
"It's done." Irina put away her magic caster's staff. She closed her eyes and fell backward.
Luckily, Mag reacted quickly, and caught her in time.
She was not completely sober to begin with. After going downstairs and casting a spell to treat such a troublesome injury, she fell asleep again.
"Grandpa." Noah went forward. Although Melante had not regained consciousness, he was at least out of danger from his condition.
"Thank you … Thank you." Noah knelt on the ground and thanked Meg and Irina.
"Alright, there are no more rooms upstairs. It's not convenient for you to stay in the tavern. I'll come down and bring you to the house next door. You can stay on Romo Street for a while," Meg said as he carried Irina upstairs.
"Living next door … won't someone find out, right?" Noah carried the unconscious Melander on his back and looked at Meg worriedly.
"Half of the houses on this street belong to me. You can choose any one of them to stay in later," Meg said calmly as he put on a coat and walked towards the door.
"Big boss …" Noah raised his eyebrows and looked at Meg with admiration.
Meg opened the door and observed the surroundings. After confirming that there was no one around, he left the tavern with Noah.
In the end, Noah chose a black two-story building in the corner. The first floor was originally a small teahouse, and the second floor was more enclosed. It had all the old furniture, and the original owner had left behind two tattered quilts.
Meg kicked away the broken quilt that Noah had prepared for them and bought two new quilts from the system. After helping him cover them, he watched as Noah gently placed Melander on the bed.
"What's the situation? How did you get injured so badly? "Meg finally asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.
"We've been tracking the Black Demon aura all the way to the First Prince's residence. In the end, we were ambushed just as we climbed over the wall and didn't have time to investigate.
Grandpa was severely injured in order to save me. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to hurt Grandpa. I'm too useless, "Noah said with a look of self-blame.
"That's right. You're really useless." Meg nodded. This was a classic example of being harmed by a useless teammate.
"Hmm???" Noah tilted his head and looked at Meg.
Although he was indeed blaming himself, it wasn't normal to hear comforting words like, "It's not your fault.", "You didn't do it on purpose.", "Your grandpa won't blame you."
"Only by becoming stronger can you have the ability to protect the people you cherish," Meg said calmly.
Noah was slightly taken aback. His gaze gradually became firm as he nodded heavily.
"Don't go out for the next two days. There are probably a lot of people in Rodu looking for you. If you get caught, I may not be able to take you away." Meg looked at Noah, and said, "I'll deliver three meals to you. We'll talk about other things after Grandpa gets better."
"Thank you." Noah bowed to Meg again.
He was completely flustered just now. If it weren't for Meg and Irina's help, his grandpa would most likely be dead by now.
"Drink some and have a good night's sleep. No one will disturb you." Meg put down a small bottle of Maotai and a bag of Drunkard's Peanuts at the head of the bed. He patted Noah's shoulder and turned to leave.
"Growl ~"
Noah's stomach grumbled as he didn't have dinner. He opened the paper bag, grabbed a handful of peanuts, and threw them into his mouth.
"It's so spicy!"
Aside from the crispiness, the spiciness made his face flush red. As a young man who rarely ate spicy food, his immunity to spicy food was extremely low.
He looked around, only to discover that the bottle of wine beside him was the only one left in the room.
"Pop."
Noah pulled out the cork and downed two large mouthfuls of wine.
"Ah ~ Good wine." Even though he didn't know much about wine, he could still tell the difference between good and bad. Noah couldn't help but praise. His grandpa would definitely like it.
Good wine quenched the spiciness, and he grabbed another handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth.
He downed the entire bag of peanuts and drank most of the wine in his hand. After putting the cork back on, Noah felt a little drowsy, and he fell asleep on the side of the bed.
…
At the entrance of the Ministry of War, a tall and broad general looked at several knights, and asked, "Have you found them?"
"Sir, we split up into four groups, but we still lost track of those two," a knight reported.
"Useless! You can't even find a severely wounded old man! "the general yelled with a displeased expression.
All of the knights lowered their heads and didn't dare to say anything.
"General, that old man was fatally wounded by your spear, so he's most likely already dead. As long as we increase our search efforts, we'll definitely be able to find them soon," a deputy general said.
The general's expression eased a little upon hearing that, and he said, "Continue to search! They could be the murderers of the night before. His Majesty will reward anyone who finds them! "
"Yes!" The knights quickly left after receiving the order.
…
"Have they already arrived at Rodu? Hehe, interesting … "A black fog slowly seeped out from the wall of the first prince's mansion, and a tall figure covered in a black robe walked out of the black fog. His deep voice was as ear-piercing as metal rubbing against each other.
The black-robed man looked back in the direction of the mansion, and soon disappeared into a black fog.
…
"Senior!"
Bobby woke up with a start, and sat up from the bed with sweat all over his forehead.
"Master, are you alright?" A middle-aged woman asked with concern as she sat up from the bed and wiped the sweat on his head with a handkerchief.
Bobby came back to his senses, and looked at the white paper window outside. His gaze fell on the middle-aged woman who was looking at him with concern. He shook his head, and then asked in confusion, "Why am I at home? What happened? "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
