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Chapter 218 Flynn's Secondary Skill

An unknown spherical object came from the outside, directly towards Flynn standing at the window!

There is an attack!
The unidentified brown ball that flew over was about to hit Flynn's face!

Disfigurement Warning!

Flynn was taken aback, but Flynn's reaction was not slow at all!
It was too late to say it, but when the unknown spherical object flew in front of Flynn, Flynn had already swung his fists, intending to knock the attacking object into the air with a goalkeeper's double fist strike, which is common in football.

But at this moment, Flynn was taken aback!
This unknown ball looks like it's really curled up into a ball?
So Flynn opened his hands and changed his fists into a ball-holding motion, trying to catch the truth.

However, Flynn was not a goalkeeper after all, and this temporary switch made Flynn half a beat slower.

Flynn wanted to catch the truth.

But he didn't catch it.

The Witch of the New Moon fell firmly on the carpet in Flynn's office, making a loud bang.

"Ouch!"

Really fell into Flynn's room in the posture of falling geese on the flat sand.

Flynn looked at the magic spire that was still smoking, and then at Zhen Zhen who fell in his room with a tattered cloak.

The line of sight turned around following the trajectory of the previous real flight.

Ah, what a wonderful parabola!
Flynn lowered his head and looked at the blackened arms, calves, front waist, and back under the really tattered cloak.

It looks a bit miserable.

"Tsk tsk." Flynn asked with concern, "It's so miserable, does it really hurt you?"

Zhen twisted his body and crawled on the ground, and began to howl: "Oh, my elbow, oh, my polemga, oh, my toe, oh!"

Flynn asked with concern: "Did so many places break?"

Zhen frowned and shook his head: "These places don't hurt anymore."

Whether to help or not is irrelevant.

Although she is really an older girl and belongs to the high-risk group, the domineering president Flynn can support her now!
Flynn lifted Zhen from the ground, placed it on the chair he used for a nap, and said helplessly, "I said, it's already this time, so let's stop using the method of elimination, okay? Where does it hurt?"

I really fumbled around my body, eliminated them one by one, and then I really tried to get down on the ground, and suddenly cried out in pain: "I don't have any pain in other places, but my toes seem to be twisted. Yes, it really hurts."

"Knight! Look!"

Curled into a small ball because of the pain, Zhen tremblingly stretched out his twisted toes to show Flynn. Flynn saw that the two toes were twisted forward one by one on the foot that was smoked like a pig's trotter. , one twisted backwards, obviously abnormal.

This is, dislocated!
Thinking about the real landing posture just now, it should be certain that when it landed, the huge impact caused the two toes to be misaligned.

As a knight with marching and combat experience, Flynn is not good at other medical skills, but he is not alone in grappling hand bone setting, battlefield fire line treatment for dislocation and bone setting, so he wants to show off his skills at this time.

"It should be a small problem, I will solve it."

Flynn pinched the injured part, gently and slowly rubbing and picking, thinking about the bone setting plan.

When I pinched a thin and soft bone, I made a loud cry.

"It hurts, it hurts, take it easy!"

Flynn's eardrums were almost shattered, and he couldn't help complaining: "As for it, it's okay for you to step on nails without wearing shoes. I bought you shoes and you don't wear them. You look like a pig with rough skin and thick flesh. Not afraid of the appearance of being scalded by boiling water, is the pain so exaggerated today?"

Zhen said angrily: "What rough skin and thick flesh? I have rough skin and thick flesh! Knight, your eyes are really hard to use. We are obviously a delicate lady!"

Flynn snorted, "Promise me that you won't make me laugh when I set your bones?"

Zhen stretched his legs forward very violently, as if to give Flynn a Jio look.

Flynn dodged flexibly, but saw a scene he didn't want to see again, and couldn't help frowning: "I said, you shameless vacuum witch, promise me, since you like wearing only a cloak all over your body, then Don't treat me like this?"

"Be civilized, thank you."

Flynn, who dodged Kaizhen's attack, took out a bottle of wine, then sterilized Zhenzhen, and wiped it carefully with a long cotton handkerchief to restore its original whiteness and clarity.

This is what it should look like!
Flynn couldn't help thinking: "You ran around without shoes every day, but you really didn't leave any wounds. It seems that your magic is quite good at protecting yourself."

"That's right, if your magic doesn't protect you well, you probably fell into a vegetable just now."

After disinfection, Flynn clamped the twisted toe with his fingers, pinched it hard and lifted it again!
Immediately, he let out a cry like a pig being killed.

"Ah! Pain! Knight! Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Huh? Alright? Knight, not bad!"

Flynn sneered, "Don't be too happy, witch!"

After finishing speaking, Flynn ruthlessly clamped another twisted toe again, and pinched it hard again!
"Dack!"

"Ahhh! Ohhhh!"

After Flynn's treatment, the painful face was distorted, and the cold sweat was dripping, and finally recovered.

Zhen stood up, jumped onto Flynn's desk nimbly, and jumped down with another fancy somersault. His foot, which was still injured, stepped nimbly and lightly on the thick handmade carpet.

The action is perfect!

The revived Zhen thanked Flynn with a bit of conscience: "Thank you, my knight, you did a good job this time, like a real knight, you protected our lady. "

Flynn said helplessly: "What does it mean to be like a real knight? To be fair, I am a real knight, certified by the kingdom and passed down from generation to generation."

Really happy to be alive and kicking, Flynn looked at the really tattered cloak and the body blackened by the gunpowder, and the more he looked at it, the more he didn't like it.

Flynn pointed to the opening of the tattered cloak, and said: "Your magic is really good, and you can protect yourself, but your cloak can't protect you. It was originally a garbage cloak, but now it's rotten. It's about to fall."

"I said, everyone is an adult, let's talk about a little civilization and beauty."

"Why don't you, old man, wear a few more pieces?"

But Zhen didn't take it seriously, and lay carelessly on Flynn's office chair, and said nonchalantly: "What's the matter, it's not like I didn't wear clothes."

"According to the description in the story, why do you need to pay so much attention to the relationship between the lady and the knight?"

On Flynn's side, there were quite a few spare clothes and cloaks for the real one, so Flynn called a ghost maid and asked her to bring a brand new set of brown cloaks.

A bland cloak, like that worn by slum kids.

It is said that girls like to dress up beautifully and wear all kinds of gorgeous and beautiful clothes. I don't know why this girl likes such a simple and ugly cloak.

When Flynn was in the capital, he also met some young female mages, and many of them were very well dressed!

Sighing softly, Flynn said to himself, "Perhaps, it's really past the age of loving beauty?"

Handing the cloak to Zhen, Flynn said, "I always have replacements for your cloak. You can change it after you wash it..."

Before he could finish his words, his real actions made Flynn unable to continue speaking.

(End of this chapter)