A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 272

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.

eyes clear, he

shiny scimitar from his waist, Bennett wiped it with a tissue. His gaze, complex and conflicted, fell on Finnegan. “We have no old scores, yet I must kill you.”

shoulder, steadying the man with one

else asleep, Bennett carried Finnegan toward the orchard.

arrived at a freshly dug pit,

debt. From this

scimitar descended swiftly

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

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reacting with lightning speed, spun his scimitar

as Bennett stepped back, sizing up his new opponent. Doom Star, dressed entirely in black, stood protectively in front of Finnegan. His saber was lowered, but

taken aback, was not expecting this

of hostilitý surged, and the aura of a

materializing like a phantom, engaged Bennett

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

silent, their focus on Finnegan.

should have been incapacitated, opened his eyes, clear and alert. The drunken

up, he confronted Bennett, “We have no old

are you unaffected?” he questioned,

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

spiritual energy to neutralize the

that why you were

seemed to be cautioning everyone to drink less earlier, but your eyes betrayed a hope that they’d drink more. With these peculiarities,

his oversight and sighed, “I’ve clearly

that I’ve answered your question, can you tell me why you’re

escape, confessed, “You and I bear no grudges, and I have no personal reason to harm you. However, I owe a life debt that must repay by taking your life.”

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