The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 1087 Do Not Dream About Saving Him

Ten minutes later, the treatment began.

Charles, who had originally been as expressionless as a piece of deadwood, finally couldn’t hold back when he saw Neera was serious. He began to struggle. “What are you planning to do? Save him? Don’t be delusional! That’s a wug, a long-lost art. There’s no way anyone knows how to treat it. You’re daydreaming if you think you can cure it just by messing around. Be careful. If you make one wrong move, he’ll die in your hands!”

Violet’s heart was already hanging high with anxiety, and his incessant chatter only fueled her anger.

Impatiently, she pulled out a dagger, menacingly pressing it against Charles’ throat, warning him in a fit of rage, “Enough with the noise! Dare to utter one more word, and I’ll cut off your tongue to feed the dogs!”

Her voice was crisp and sweet, yet her tone was fiercely intimidating, irresistibly drawing the attention of everyone present.

For the first time, Neera saw that little girl showing her fierce side. Unexpectedly, she found it somewhat adorable, causing the corners of her lips to lift into a smile.

Osbert and Luigi, however, couldn’t muster a laugh, gulping nervously. This little girl looks so cute and gentle, but why is her temper so fiery? It’s a bit scary…

look in her eyes, and he dared not speak anymore,

Neera made good use of time and gave him

Avery an injection.

won’t completely numb you. So, when it hurts later, you’ll have to bear with it. Endure this once, and it will

at all, showing not

needle to draw out the mother wug from within the butler’s body. When the time comes, you must follow my instructions and insert the silver needle into the meridian points within

each meridian point where the needle would be inserted.

carefully noted each one, responding seriously, “All right. Leave it to me.”

helping to pass things around while also keeping an eye on

for a tough battle.

either side to hold him

her movements as swift and precise as always. The first needle plunged into his chest,

violently. He let out a painful roar, his body twisting awkwardly, almost convulsively. “Let me

for the people tightly gripping his arms on both sides, he would probably have collapsed on

out