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#243 - A professional with almost no shortcomings

Seth stared at Agatha. When he mentioned that person, he saw a lack of confidence in Agatha's eyes, which was very different from her usual self.

"I guess the person you're talking about is your age? And you've fought with this person before?"

Recalling the past, Agatha's face looked a little ugly.

"Yes, I have."

Seth nodded and continued, "The result of that fight was that you lost, and the other party didn't use any tricks. They defeated you with pure strength, making you admit defeat wholeheartedly."

"Yes, I lost. I was the one who used tricks, but he kept破解them. Even so, I still lost, so I admit defeat wholeheartedly."

Seth was also a little shocked. Agatha's peer was able to defeat Agatha head-on even when Agatha had the upper hand. This strength sounded a bit outrageous.

However, Agatha was their best seed, so they certainly couldn't discourage Agatha at this time. Instead, they had to help her regain her confidence.

"Even if you lose, you must maintain your confidence. If a professional loses confidence, it is equivalent to losing room for improvement.

It doesn't matter if you lose. No one can keep winning. Strength is not something that remains unchanged.

You are a Dragonkin, with talent far exceeding that of ordinary geniuses. Don't worry, those ahead of you will eventually be surpassed by you."

Agatha nodded, but looking at the mechanical worker bee that had been crushed, she fell silent again. Could she really surpass him? She wasn't sure, because Klein was completely different from other so-called geniuses.

She had always had confidence because it came from her strength. As a Dragonkin and a direct disciple of Prometheus, her strength had always been in a state of crushing everyone in the same tier.

Like in the previous battle, she could summon four ghouls to assassinate several elite members of the Steel Brotherhood with a sneak attack. This was a manifestation of her strength.

But these were useless in front of Klein. Klein's abilities were too close to perfection, like a professional who had almost designed himself and had no flaws.

He possessed both melee and spell abilities, and both aspects were almost an unsolvable form.

The combination of Bone Extension and Shadowflame made Klein a mage who was almost unafraid of being approached. The endless bone blades with the power of shadow could prick your scalp until it went numb.

After pulling to a medium distance, he had weapons like the Crescent Moon Light, which could perform perfect mid-range slashes with enchantment.

Not only could it be enchanted with dual-attribute magic, but its physical attack was also very perverted, almost comparable to the attack effect of a greatsword.

And this was not the most outrageous thing. Even if she transformed into a dragon form, she would be blasted to death on the spot by that scorching white fireball, and it could be cast instantly. How could she fight this?

When she thought she could run away before, he even had the ability to transform into a large skeleton. He really wasn't acting like a human!

Agatha couldn't see any shortcomings in such complex professional characteristics, which seemed to be specially designed.

As the only person who had witnessed almost all of Klein's abilities, although it was only once, the shadow Klein left in Agatha's heart was the deepest, much deeper than Joe's.

Joe just often felt that he could do it again, then went to Klein's small pond to wander around, wanting to test how deep the water was, and then he would be drowned and cry and shout to go ashore.

But Agatha was different. She had seen the bottom of the pond, and the water monsters hidden under the water. That was not a beautiful memory.

Not only was she beaten up, but she was also abused, very shamelessly abused, and poked in the butt with a scabbard. At that time, she wasn't wearing pants. She probably wouldn't forget this scene in her life.

In fact, she herself didn't know whether she and Klein were enemies now, but she subconsciously didn't want to regard Klein as an enemy.

"Agatha? Agatha?"

"Ah?"

Seth's call made Agatha stunned and interrupted her thoughts.

Seth took a deep look at her. It seemed that the owner of this worker bee had left a deep impression on Agatha! He said earnestly, "Agatha, don't think too much about strength. If you have your own ideas, I won't stop you, but before that, we still have to complete the tasks of the association."

Agatha nodded.

"Yes!"

Seth was about to turn around and leave when Agatha suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Seth, do you think that having one more King-level will change the pattern of this world?"

Seth didn't turn his head, but he still answered Agatha, "No."

Agatha was a little surprised. She originally thought that her teacher and Seth couldn't understand the reason, but now it seemed that they also knew the reason.

"Then why do we still do these things?"

Seth suddenly smiled.

"If we don't do something, what is the meaning of our old guys' existence? People can't always be idle!"

Agatha was stunned. What kind of reason was this? Although she knew that what Seth said was definitely not the real reason, Agatha didn't continue to ask.

Seth jumped on the bone dragon and left the hilltop, saying to Agatha before leaving, "I have arranged your identity. Although Fakhis is a fifth-order, she is a brainless waste. If it weren't for her identity, we wouldn't use her at all.

Go to Amadis and help her. Otherwise, I'm really afraid that she will mess it up alone."

"Yes!"

"I'm leaving, Agatha. Be careful. You already have some ability to protect yourself, but if you encounter an enemy that you can't defeat, choose to run away immediately! Life is more important than everything."

Agatha nodded and watched Seth leave.

… …

Just as Agatha and Seth were talking, the Tyrellia escort team was also reorganizing. Although it was already very close to Amadis, the previous battle had brought great trauma to the team. Many people needed to recover and be treated.

In Fakhis's tent, Eric was carefully treating Fakhis's wound, while Qianhua stood beside Fakhis, watching them silently.

The wound on Fakhis's shoulder was real, and it was indeed left by Seth. This was a very good disguise. With this wound, no one would think that she was a member of the Skull Society.

However, she could also use the wound to disguise, and Eric might as well use the wound to do something else.

"Ms. Fakhis, this is an advanced detoxification potion. After drinking it, you may feel a little dazed, but with your strength, it shouldn't last too long, only a few seconds."

Fakhis looked at the detoxification potion that Eric handed over, hesitated slightly, and finally picked up the potion and drank it.

Eric didn't speak. After cleaning Fakhis's wound, he applied some special detoxification and healing ointment.

However, in the brief moment when Fakhis was dazed, she didn't see that the ointment Eric applied to her was glowing with some colorful light.

Fakhis's daze only lasted a few seconds, but Eric, who was quick with his hands and feet, had already bandaged Fakhis's wound.

Seeing Fakhis gradually waking up, Eric said in a low voice, "Ms. Fakhis, I have cleaned and bandaged your wound for you. Basically, there is no problem. Next, you can take the antidote regularly."

Although Eric was usually very wretched, when he put on a doctor's uniform, put on glasses, and looked serious, he still looked quite upright.

Although he was not handsome enough, at least he didn't look like the kind of person with a lot of thoughts. Looking at Eric, Fakhis inexplicably lowered some of her psychological guard and nodded.

"Thank you for your trouble, Dr. Eric."

At this time, Qianhua also interjected, "Dr. Eric, is that all right?"

Eric nodded.

"It's okay. Although it's a bit of a boast, I think my medical skills are still good!"

Qianhua smiled.

"Then thank you."

"It's okay. If there's nothing else, I'll go first. There are still many people injured outside, and I have to go help them heal."

Qianhua quickly said, "Mr. Eric, please go quickly. Other people's injuries are important. Ms. Fakhis, are you okay?"

Fakhis also nodded. As the team doctor, it was right for Eric to help others heal. What could be the problem?

In this way, Eric walked out with his medical kit, really like a dutiful doctor.

And Qianhua and Eric, apart from saying a few words before, did not have any eye contact, language, or physical communication during the treatment process.

It was like two ordinary acquaintances, in order not to make Fakhis have any doubts.

"Ms. Fakhis, you rest for a while first. I'll go out and take a look. At this time, I don't think I can continue to stay here."

Fakhis hesitated for a while, and finally rejected Qianhua's request to go out alone.

"Your Highness, it's not safe at this time. Let me go with you!"

Qianhua's eyes flickered slightly, hiding the joy in her heart, and nodded, "Okay!"

Qianhua and Fakhis walked out together. Fakhis glanced around. When she saw Eric cleaning the wound for a member of the Steel Brotherhood, her heart relaxed slightly.

Fakhis already knew that Eric could use the Holy Light magic of a priest. In addition, his medical skills were indeed genuine, and there was nothing wrong with them.

Such a person, on the whole, did not seem to have any problems. In this regard, Fakhis also rarely praised Eric.

"Mr. Eric is really a responsible doctor."

Qianhua also looked at Eric and said in a tone that only she could understand, "Yes, thanks to Mr. Eric for this trip."

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