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 emptied his half-full

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

his shoulder,

everyone else asleep, Bennett carried Finnegan

freshly dug pit, three

gleaming in his hand. “I owe you a life debt. From this moment, I promise to protect your family, ensuring no harm comes to them,”

spoke, the scimitar descended swiftly

centimeters away, a blur of black intercepted it.

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spun his scimitar into a defensive maneuver.

flew 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 his eyes blazed

aback, was not

hostilitý surged, and

a phantom, engaged Bennett with his

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

Doom Star remained silent, their focus

eyes, clear and alert. The drunken haze had

no old scores. Why do you want

“How are you unaffected?”

any sedative. But as a doctor, I recognized ‘A Thousand Dreams’ herb in it. And I could detect the scent of its antidote, ‘The

spiritual energy to neutralize the alcohol’s effects as he

curious, asked, “Was that why you

fighter, whose cultivation is at the Preliminary Rank of Terra Realm. Plus, you seemed to be cautioning everyone to drink less earlier,

oversight and sighed, “I’ve clearly underestimated you.”

tell me why

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

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