[Fantasy] My fish always want to climb the bed

[Volume [-] Bounty Journey]

"God, can you not be so natural when you use my things, it's mine, not you ok?" Howell covered half of his face, unable to complain.

"Look at you being stingy, what's the matter with using it?" Jimmy still had water on his face, he wiped the water casually with his hands, opened the stool and sat at the table, rubbing his temples with a headache, "Finks, Say something quickly."

"It's like this," Finks signaled Howell to sit down, and Howell glanced at him, folded his arms and leaned against the wall beside him, "I'm being watched."

When Jimmy heard that, Zhike sat up straight, and his eyes became serious, "What's going on, explain it clearly!" Just kidding, until he finds the gold, he is his ally, the body of Finx Warren Safety is directly linked to him.

Finks started talking about the fake treasure map he received in the afternoon, and Fabiano was also making final preparations intensively there.

Two gleaming silver knives were put on the fire to sterilize at the same time. Emilia held the knife while watching Fabiano take out a glass bottle containing a red unknown liquid from his box, and then After dozens of bags of powder, he finally took out a sheepskin bag.

Nuo Lan's mouth was no longer black and blue, it was pale and pale.

But Fabiano let him lie almost naked like that, and didn't seem to help him detoxify at all.

"Warlock," Emilia put the sterilized knife on the clean gauze and reminded, "Nolan is almost out of breath."

"Go and feed him this." Fabiano wrapped the knife in gauze, then lifted his chin towards the bottle of red liquid.

"What's this?" Emilia asked, holding up the little-finger-high bottle.

"You don't even know," Warlock said indifferently, "Go and hey, doesn't it mean that he is out of breath?"

Warlock's tone was very beating, but Emilia could only listen to him at this time.She walked to the bed, lifted Nolan's neck with one hand, let him lean on her lap, then brought the bottle to his mouth, and fed it carefully.

There was very little medicinal liquid in the bottle, and it seemed to be alive. It didn't leak out at all, and it all slid into Nuo Lan's throat.

After feeding the medicine, Emilia squatted on the head of the bed and stared at Nolan, but he didn't respond.His body temperature was as cold as ever, and his hair was already covered with a light hoarfrost.

"Warlock, what the hell are you talking about!" Emilia shouted dissatisfied as she saw him carrying the sheepskin bag around the bed.

"Don't talk if you don't understand, I know it. If you don't like it, save him yourself!" The warlock used to be reticent and dressed very gloomyly. Emilia didn't expect him to speak so irritatingly , but she had nothing to say, irrefutable.

"Okay, now go and move the brazier at the door here." Fabiano said.

Fabiano stood at the end of the bed, and Emilia looked at the ground, only to find that the ground around the bed was painted with white patterns at some point, and where Fabiano stood was exactly a circle.

Emilia obediently moved the brazier to the middle of the circle, and Fabiano asked her to divide the pearl powder into two parts and put them in two large clam shells, and put them on the small stools arranged on both sides of the bed.

"Emilia, stand outside the magic circle."

"Huh? Magic circle?" Emilia looked at him in a daze.

"I'm a warlock, not a doctor." Fabiano said something, and Emilia was flattered. Is this an explanation?Today can be regarded as hearing a word that can be heard from his mouth.

Emilia stood in the farthest corner from the magic circle, the ancient language kept gushing out from Fabiano's mouth, and Fabiano held up the staff that usually looked like a crutch.The brazier in the magic circle suddenly seemed to have life, and the flame was several times larger in an instant. The fire snake came out of the basin, split into two under the magic staff, and ran along the magic circle towards the head of the bed , the entire staff completely burned.

The ancient language has not stopped, like a gentle wind and drizzle, covering the entire room.

Nuo Lan suddenly began to writhe, like a dying fish.

fish?

no no!Emilia suddenly shouted, "Warlock, you can't do this, Nolan can't stand the fire!"

"Go away!" Fabiano was at a critical moment. He pointed his staff at Nolan, and the flames attached to the magic circle gathered on Nolan's head like flowing water.

Nolan started screaming.

The people outside the house also became restless when they heard the terrifying screams from inside the door.Algabi couldn't push the door open, so he slammed it with his body, but the door turned out to be as solid as a wall.

"Algabe, go and call Finx over here, hurry up!" Serena drew out her knife and inserted it into the door hinge, trying to tear down the door directly.

Emilia couldn't move, she could only watch in horror as Fabiano threw powder on the flames, and the flames gathered on Nolan began to twist violently, turning into fiery red.

Nuo Lan twitched and curled up into a ball, large beads of sweat rolled off his body, and were dried by the fire before they dripped onto the sheets.Slowly, he seemed to stop struggling.Emilia could clearly see something swimming under his skin, eventually gathering at his chest.Soon, it was full of blue.

The fire began to decrease, and suddenly split in two.Nuo Lan was like a marionette being manipulated, slowly lying on his back with his limbs open.The surplus blue also divided into two groups looking for the direction of the flame, and condensed on the tip of Nuo Lan's middle finger.

"Emilia, this is the most critical moment." Fabiano threw a freshly sterilized dagger at Emilia.

Emilia reached out to catch it, only to realize that she didn't know when she could move, "Fabiano, what do you want me to do?"

"Bleeding to force poison."

Fabiano walked to the left of Nolan, and Emilia stood on the right.

"We are together." Fabiano counted down one, two, three.

Emilia scratched Nolan's fingertips hard at the time of "one".The dark blue viscous liquid with fluorescence kept gushing out, fell into the pearl powder prepared earlier, struggled, and turned into a scorched black.

It took about a minute or two before bright red blood flowed out.Fabiano threw a roll of gauze, and Emilia quickly wrapped Nolan's fingers.

"Warlock? Are you all right?"

"kindness."

Without the firelight, the house suddenly returned to normal.The unruly warlock just now resumed his slow movements, and turned into an inconspicuous old man again.

"Nolan—" Finx rushed back from the outside and knocked open the door.But the scene in the room was not as described by Algabi. Emilia stood at the head of the bed and covered Nolan with a quilt. The warlock looked as if he had just packed the box, and his movements were slower than before.

"How's it going, Emilia?" Finks asked panting.

Emilia looked at Nuo Lan, whose face was gradually returning to color and breathing smoothly, and smiled, "It's all right now."