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An unknown spherical object came from outside and headed towards Flynn who was standing at the window!

There's an attack!

The flying brown unknown ball was about to hit Flynn's face!

Disfigurement warning!

Flynn was startled, but Flynn's reaction was not slow at all!

Soon enough, when the unknown spherical object flew in front of Flynn, Flynn had already pumped out his fists, intending to use a two-fist action common in football to knock the attacking object away.

But at this moment, Flynn was stunned!

This unknown spherical object looks like it is curled up into a ball. Is it true?

So Flynn opened his hands and changed his fists to hold the ball, hoping to catch it.

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

Flynn wanted to catch Zhen.

But he didn't catch it.

The Crescent Moon Witch fell firmly onto the carpet in Flynn's office, making a thumping sound.

"Ouch!"

He really threw himself into Flynn's room like a wild goose on the sand.

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

His eyes followed the trajectory of the real flight before and turned around.

Ah, what a wonderful parabola!

Flynn lowered his head and looked at the arms, calves, waist, and back that were blackened by the explosion under the real tattered cloak.

It looks a bit miserable.

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

Zhen twisted his body and crawled on the ground, and began to wail: "Oh, my elbows, oh, my ridges, oh, my feet, my toes!"

Flynn asked with concern: "Are so many places broken?"

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

There is no need to consider whether to support or not.

Although she is really an older girl and belongs to a high-risk group, the overbearing president Flynn can now support her!

Flynn lifted Zhen up from the ground, placed it on the chair he used to take a nap, and said helplessly: "I said, it's already this time, let's not use the elimination method, okay? Where does it hurt?"

I touched around my body and eliminated them one by one, and then I tried to get off the ground. Suddenly I screamed in pain: "I don't feel any pain in other places, but my toes seem to be twisted." Yes, it really hurts."

"Knight! Look!"

Zhen, who curled up into a small ball because of the pain, stretched out his twisted toes tremblingly to show Flynn. When Flynn looked at it, two toes on the feet that were stained like pig's trotters by gunpowder smoke twisted forward one by one. , one of them was twisted backwards, which was obviously abnormal.

This is a dislocation!

Thinking about the actual landing posture just now, it should be certain that when landing, the huge impact caused the two toes to become dislocated.

As a knight with experience in marching combat, Flynn didn't know any other medical skills, but he was able to do bone-setting with his grasping hand, and treat dislocations and bone-setting at the front of the battlefield, so he wanted to show off his skills at this time.

"It should be a small problem, let me solve it."

Flynn pinched the injured part, gently and slowly rolled it, and thought about the plan of the bone-setting hand.

When I pinched a small soft bone, I let out a loud scream.

"It hurts, it hurts, be gentle!"

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. But if I buy you shoes, you won't wear them. You look like a pig with rough skin and thick flesh." Aren’t you afraid that the boiling water will scald you, why is your pain so exaggerated today?”

Zhen said angrily: "What do you mean by having thick skin and thick flesh? I have thick skin and thick flesh! Knight, your eyes are really hard to use. I am obviously a delicate lady!"

Flynn snorted: "Promise me you won't make me laugh while I'm setting your bones, okay?"

Zhen stretched his legs forward very violently, pretending to give Flynn a JIO.

Flynn avoided it nimbly, but saw a scene he didn't want to see. He couldn't help frowning and said: "I say, you shameless vacuum witch, promise me, since you like to wear only a cloak all over your body, then Don’t treat me like this, okay?”

"Be civilized, thank you."

Flynn, who dodged Kai Zhen's attack, took out a bottle of wine, then disinfected Zhen and wiped it carefully with a pure cotton handkerchief, restoring it to its original whiteness and crystal clarity.

This is what it should look like!

Flynn couldn't help but mutter: "You run around without shoes every day, but you really didn't leave any wounds. It seems that your magic protects yourself quite well."

"That's right. If your magic didn't protect you well, you might have fallen into a vegetative state just now."

After disinfection, Flynn pinched the twisted toe with his fingers, pinched it hard and lifted it again!

Zhen immediately made a sound like a killing pig.

"Ah! It hurts! Knight! Ooooooooooo! Chichichichichichi!"

"Eh? Alright? Knight, that's good!"

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

After saying that, Flynn ruthlessly clamped the other twisted toe again and clamped it hard again!

"Daga!"

"Ahhh! Ohhhh!"

After Flynn's treatment, Zhen, whose face was twisted in pain and dripping with cold sweat, finally recovered.

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

Perfect action!

Zhen, who was resurrected, thanked Flynn with some conscience: "Thank you, my knight, you did a good job this time, like a real knight, protecting this lady of mine. "

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

Zhen was jumping up and down with joy. Flynn looked at Zhen's tattered cloak and his body blackened by gunpowder smoke. The more he looked at it, the more displeased he became.

Flynn pointed at the opening of the really tattered cloak and said: "Your magic is indeed very good, and you can protect yourself well, but your cloak is not protected. It was originally a rubbish cloak, but now it is in tatters. It’s about to fall.”

"I said, since we are all adults, we should be more civilized and beautiful."

"How about you, old man, wear more clothes?"

Zhen didn't take it seriously. He lay carelessly on Flynn's office chair and said nonchalantly: "What does it matter? It's not like I'm not wearing anything."

"According to the description in the story, why do ladies and knights need to pay so much attention?"

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

The cloak is of an ordinary style, similar to what children in the slums wear.

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, many of whom were very well-dressed!

With a sigh, Flynn said to himself: "Perhaps, you have really passed the age of loving beauty?"

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

Before he could finish his words, Flynn's actions made him unable to finish his words.