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.

normal, eyes clear, he emptied

a tissue. His gaze, complex and conflicted, fell on Finnegan. “We have no old scores,

shoulder,

everyone else asleep, Bennett carried Finnegan toward the orchard.

pit,

his scimitar 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,”

the scimitar descended swiftly toward Finnegan’s

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

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his scimitar into a

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

was not expecting

of hostilitý surged, and the aura of

materializing like a phantom, engaged Bennett with his cutlass.

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

and Doom Star remained silent, their

been incapacitated, opened his eyes, clear and alert. The drunken haze had vanished entirely.

he confronted Bennett, “We have no old scores. Why do you

Finnegan’s unexpected recovery. “How are you unaffected?” he

any sedative. But as a doctor, I recognized ‘A Thousand Dreams’ herb in it. And

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

curious, asked, “Was that why

Preliminary Rank of Terra Realm. Plus, you seemed to be cautioning everyone to drink less earlier, but

his oversight and sighed,

your question, can you tell me why

Doom Star blocking any escape, confessed, “You and I bear no grudges, and I have no personal reason

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