Chapter 1098 Water of Life
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Northwestern continent, eastern border of Toril City State, Beaver Town, next to the Beaver River
"Mo~ ”
“……”
"Mo~~"
"..."
"Mo!!!"
"Ah!"
A second later, lying down Mo, who was on the grass by the river, suddenly woke up from his slumber. He was startled by the cat-man thief pressing his shoulder, and subconsciously let out a exclamation.
"You guys, why did you come here to sleep when you had nothing to do? You made me hard to find."
Punching Mo's shoulder lightly, the leader of the 'Fire Adventurer Team', wearing a Aramis, who was wearing black leather armor that almost blended into the night, raised his eyebrows. His pair of light red vertical pupils were full of curiosity: "Where are you sitting here to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon?"
Sit up a little sluggishly. Come on, Mo raised his right hand which was a little numb due to his own pillow, and while gently pressing his forehead, he smiled bitterly at Aramis and said: "Didn't I drink two more drinks before? I just wanted to come out and have some air to wake me up." It was just his brain, and he seemed to have accidentally fallen asleep."
"Alcohol is not a good thing."
Aramis had consumed at least three times more alcohol than Mo. A few hours ago. He curled his lips, sat down next to Mo, and glanced sideways at the latter: "So, are you awake now?"
"I feel worse, my head hurts so much."
Mo shook his head vigorously and tried unsuccessfully to get rid of the dizziness in his head. He sighed deeply, shrugged and said, "It's just like being beaten by a person." The berserker struck more than twenty times through the helmet."
Aramis chuckled, took out a bottle filled with two-thirds of the transparent liquid from his 'pocket', and stuffed it. In Mo's arms: "Take two sips and you should feel better."
"What is this?"
I have long been accustomed to these new friends of mine being able to take them out of palm-sized pockets. Mo, who was playing with various gadgets, casually pulled out the cork, raised the bottle to his mouth without any doubt, and asked casually.
It was not that he was defenseless, but he knew very well that Aramis had no reason to harm him, and the basis for this inference was something that even Mo himself could not explain clearly, but it had never let him down. intuition.
Mo trusted his intuition.
Then...I immediately paid a heavy price for this trust.
“Ahem!!!”
Before Aramis could answer, he took a sip of the ink from the bottle of ink under the smiling gaze of the former, only to feel his eyes go dark, as if There was a flame that exploded in his throat and stomach, and burned directly into his head the next moment, triggering an earthquake with an intensity of at least level 9. The whole person fell to the ground as if he had been hit hard. , shivering and curled up into a trembling comma.
"Haha, hahahahaha!"
Steadyly catching the bottle that slipped from Mo's hand, Aramis laughed wildly, then stood up from the ground and pointed at the fallen bottle. Mo, who was struggling on the ground, grinned sinisterly, with a pair of light red vertical pupils teasing and sharp: "You are so careless, boy, you are so careless, do you feel uncomfortable now? Feeling hot all over? Feeling confused? "
"Uh-huh——"
Although I can vaguely hear the other person's words, I feel like I'm not feeling well. At this moment, as Aramis said, Mo Tan was so confused that he could no longer even think normally, so he was unable to express any opinions on this matter for a while.
“Always be vigilant, man, people’s hearts are quite sinister.”
Slowly walking to Mo's side, Aramis knelt down triumphantly, patted the former's cheek, and sneered: "Damn it, I struggled for several days and couldn't get that woman to join my team, but in the end She ended up joining the group just because of you. My heart hurts so much that I almost suffocated. Even if we didn’t What kind of fate is this? But is this outrageous differential treatment a bit too much? "
"You..."
Mo struggled to lift his head. With his white face tinged with red and red tinged with black, he stared at Aramis with difficulty and asked: "What on earth are you... giving to me... ...Uh uh...what did you drink?”
“Tsk, so a guy like you who can’t even see the item panel is at a disadvantage. Obviously, if you can see the information, you will be able to do it right away. "Reacted."
Aramis smiled slyly, gently shaking the bottle in his hand, leisurely. Ran said: "This is the [Water of Life] that Portos spent a whole week preparing after studying potion and alchemy for more than half a month. Haha, how about it? Isn't the name super nice? As soon as I heard it, I knew that this thing is non-toxic, harmless, green, environmentally friendly and a new healthy concept~"
Plop!
Mo, who tried to stand up, stumbled and fell back to the ground. He covered his chest and gasped, "What is the... water of life..."
“Stop struggling, since you are so young After thinking about it for a while, I didn't want to stand up anymore. Hehe, it's better to say that you can talk to me like this. It's already a very good performance. The young man is very resistant. I just want to I’m impressed by you.”
Ah. Ramis whistled frivolously, and after admiring the struggling figure of his 'partner' in front of him for a while, he smiled and said: "As for the so-called [Water of Life], it's actually not something very technical. , to put it simply...hehe.”
He casually placed the bottle of liquid called Water of Life on the ground, and then pulled out the two daggers from his waist with a 'swish' sound. He looked at it maliciously as if he was not even struggling. Mo struggling with strength...
Boom boom boom!
Several sharp afterimages flashed by, and the two daggers clashed crazily in mid-air, bursting out strings of tiny, dotted sparks!
And just when one of the sparks splashed onto the mouth of the bottle of strange liquid -
Mo, who fell to the ground, was shocked to find that the bottle was full of blood after he had just taken a sip. The almost useless [Water of Life] actually ignited directly!
It’s on fire! Lit up in the physical sense! ! !
"It has been repeatedly distilled more than 90 times, has an alcohol content of more than 96°, is flammable but not explosive, and is considered excessive even if it is used for disinfection. It is this wonderful bottle of water of life."
Ara Miss put away the dagger and said to Mo with a smile: "Hangovers like yours are actually quite common. Just drink some wine to clear it up. Although the water of life cannot be drunk directly in theory, you still have intermediate strength. You will definitely not have any trouble if you take just one or two sips. Don’t worry, I and I Portos has tried it before, although the physical sensation is indeed a bit overwhelming, and there are dozens of layers of dizziness and nausea. It's a negative state like that, but it still won't cause blood loss. How about it, is it a little better?"
Mo reacted for a while before forcing his limbs, which were almost unfeelable, to slow down. He got up from the ground and asked with twitching corners of his mouth: "So the reason why you gave me this water of life to drink is actually..." < br>
"Let you sober up."
Aramis answered without thinking, shrugging: "But your kid is too vigilant. I didn't even have time to explain. I drank a fifth of it in one gulp. Good guy, even that beast in Portos wouldn’t dare drink like that.”
Mo: "..."
"Be careful."
Aramis smacked his lips and patted Mo's shoulder hard: "If it were someone else with bad intentions, , It’s not easy to kill you when you are so virtuous.”
Mo shook his head and gave a dry smile that looked like he might die at any time. The reason why I drink is because I know you won’t hurt me.”
“Hey, what you said means it’s safe if I don’t hurt you.”
Aramis waved his hand and said sincerely: "Think about it, if any of the sisters are interested in your boy, they will not have any ill intentions, but will give you a few strong drinks with the great feeling of passing on the family line. , and then I ruined it for you when you were unable to resist, what should I do?"
Mo: "..."
Aramis continued without saying anything: "And, what if? It’s just a beauty, if you wake up the next day and find yourself lying next to someone who looks like Porthos wearing a wig..." "Stop!"
Mo slapped with a pale face. Aramis cut off his vivid description and gritted his teeth: "Please, please don't say any more, I already fully understand what you mean!"
"Well, it's good to understand~"
Aramis nodded with satisfaction, and then stretched out comfortably: "So, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
"Dizziness, sleepiness, nausea, and wanting to sleep."
Mo said it bluntly.
“Haha, it’s not even ten o’clock yet, so there’s plenty of time for you to sleep.”
Aramis didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. He chuckled and sighed: "Including the fisherman, we finally have five people. After completing the registration tomorrow, we can take on the mission as an adventurer team. "
Mo nodded and said with a smile: "Congratulations. You sound like an outsider."
Aramis glanced at Mo and hummed: "Let me tell you, although we can take on team missions, Wu Nian and Yu Shang can't fight. The real combat power in the team is still you, me and Portos. Three, the pressure will be great, you have to be mentally prepared."
Mo, who had already considered this, nodded and said, "Well, you still have to be mentally prepared."
"Tsk, tut, mental preparation alone won't do."
Aramis scratched his cheek, then stood up suddenly, pulled out the pair of sharp daggers from his waist again, raised his eyebrows and said: "Come on, Let’s practice.”
“Huh?”
Mo was stunned and asked subconsciously: “What are you practicing for?”
“Nonsense, of course. Let’s discuss it.”
Aramis rolled his eyes and complained: "How else can we practice skipping rope or hula hoop?"
"To put it simply, Aramis, the reason why you want to 'practice' with me..."
Mo smiled bitterly and followed suit. He stood up and put his hand on the long sword on his waist: "Are you planning to thoroughly understand my strength and then conduct an analysis based on the levels of the three of us, so that you can receive tasks more rigorously in the future? ”
“Haha, It seems that you have completely sobered up. The Fruit of Life is indeed a good thing."
Aramis grinned and nodded: "Yes, as I just said, the mission of the adventurer team is related to these two. God, these little bits and pieces we are tossing around are not Similarly, with only three-fifths of the theoretical combat power, the combat power is actually quite tight. Although I personally think that the three of us are pretty strong, but just in case, it is better to get to know each other better. No harm done.”
Mo nodded in agreement, and then asked: "In that case, do you want to ask Bodos to come too?"
"I originally thought so, but he went to do his own business. I heard it was from the work unit There's a bit of trouble there."
Aramis spread his hands and made a helpless expression: "So I can only tell him later. Don't worry, don't look at me like this. My ability to express and describe is still there. It’s quite strong. Oh, by the way, do you want to warm up first and completely digest the alcohol in your body? Although I don’t mind taking advantage of you, it would be bad if it caused a misjudgment.”
"That's it. Although I'm still a little dizzy, I think I can still perform at a normal level."
In fact, Mo, who was not completely awake, shook his head, pulled out the long sword from his waist with his backhand, and Driven by alcohol, he showed a very confident smile: "Let's get started."
"Okay."
Aramis, who appeared behind Mo at some unknown time, responded lightly. The dagger in his right hand passed over Mo's elbow like lightning, raising a dazzling light under the night. Bloodstains.
【? ! 】
Unable to react at all, Mo Cuo widened his eyes in shock, and subconsciously looked at the bloody mouth on the outside of his right hand, which was not very deep -
Bah!
With a cold arc of light, Mo's long sword, which had been unsheathed for less than half a minute, flew away.
Almost at the same time, the two daggers in Alamos' hand touched the side of his neck and the back of his heart 'gently' at the same time.
"Don't tell me this is your normal level, man."
Aramis's light red vertical pupils blinked slightly, and then slowly walked from behind Mo. He backed away and slowly disappeared under the dim night, leaving behind an erratic warning: "By the way, the person I was when I was hunting bears that day... is completely different from the person I am now."
" Understand.”
Mo replied briefly and picked up his beloved sword.
"Then, confirm again."
A moment later, Aramis's voice sounded erratically again: "Are you really ready?"
>"Yeah."
After nodding slightly, Mo suddenly raised the sword and sealed it horizontally at his side. In the next second, he was knocked back several steps by two daggers that appeared out of thin air.
"Beautiful."
The figure passing by in the darkness chuckled, and in the next moment it moved behind Mo at high speed as if it was being dragged by something, and clicked on the moment the two people passed each other. A flash of cold light!
Mo raised his sword to seal it horizontally again, but was staggered by a completely unexpected force.
That is definitely not the power that can be contained in a dagger! That's...
"Changing martial arts~"
Aramis, who held a sword flower lightly and held the daggers [Pseudo·Disaster Blade] and [Pseudo·Sorrow Wound] with both hands, grinned——
"You must hold on, man. ."
Chapter 1091: End
(End of this chapter)