Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 122 Opponent?

Because it was confirmed that the cause of the student's collapse was caused by the curse, and the so-called spread of the plague was just a way to release the curse, Mr. Dragon readily recognized Lyle's victory, but only they would remember it.

Those students who entered the standby state, I am afraid that when they wake up, they will only remember the fact that they were knocked down, as well as the sloppy grade notices they received for the curse courses.Help Mr. Dragon clean up the students blocking the corridor and help them back to their seats.

"Teacher, don't we treat them?"

"Treatment, Andrei doesn't have a special treatment place. All we can do is replace. Replace the damaged parts of the body."

Because of superb magical attainments, will it bring about organ transplants beyond medical treatment?Okay, it's cryptic.

"The Curse of Depletion itself will not cause great damage to their bodies, just wait for their extinguished soul fire to rekindle."

The fire of the soul is rekindled, oh, the consciousness is restored, and Andrea's wonderful rhetoric, Lyle feels that he is used to it.In other words, the curse of exhaustion will only create a state of suspended animation.

Shui Shui felt something, and the purple magic seal of the curse of exhaustion lit up on the tip of the tentacles, facing herself.Looking at the imprint like a delicate flower, Lyle suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, and told him intuitively, don't try to curse yourself.

(Curse of Exhaustion: A curse that deprives life, has an instant death effect on living creatures, and has a dizzying effect on undead due to the weakening effect of body resistance.)
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Over the next few days, Lyle went into a normal rhythm of life.

During the day, patrol the city as a sheriff, and in the dark basement of the sheriff's office, learn about necromantic resuscitation when there are dead people.The number of times Karen came to report was much less, it seems that the administrative agency thinks that their need for the power of the Holy Light is not so urgent.Ralph didn't express any opinion on this, and even his contact with Lyle has decreased a lot recently, only occasionally seeing his busy back at night.The night in Cassandelle was much quieter, and along with the stability of law and order, came the good news that Ralph's complaint letters had decreased, and Mr. Garrett smiled a lot.

At night, cooperate with Mr. Scholar to complete the commissioning of Shuishui, chat with friends in the cup of extravagance, and occasionally go to the Wandering City to participate in the gathering of Twilight Memories, listening to Echelle tell his heroic deeds there, and occasionally A few words about Lyle's antics at Leaveser.

Mr. Rhett was, as usual, almost the least gregarious one.

But I have to say, sitting next to him is a kind of rare tranquility.Lyle really can't bear the diplomatic etiquette that is different in different places. The members of Twilight Memories are all noble, and they are patient etiquette teachers. They are especially willing to spend their free time cultivating new members who are not so elegant.

"Good job," Mr. Rhett said in a rare way, "about hunting the giant bear."

"Thank you, Mr. Rhett. You seem to have something on your mind."

The reason for making such a judgment is that Mr. Reid seldom refuted Etcher who was boasting tonight, which is extremely abnormal.

"It's nothing, it's useless to say it."

"If you don't say it, nothing really changes."

"Driya's 20-year political reform has changed to zero, and the previous militarism is still implemented, but this era is no longer fighting is everything. The high-level and the Holy Light forces have begun to contact. You must know that those disguised foxes are not easy to deal with now. Driya's education is seriously biased. There are a lot of excellent generals, but there are not many clerks available. In a huge country, the famine a few years ago actually chose to rob neighboring countries. I have told you so much, what can you do? manage?"

Lyle really can't do much.

"Why don't you go back, Lord Red? Since you can think of these, you are naturally the best solution to these problems."

"Didn't I say that? People like us should honestly cut off contact with the past."

"However, Mr. Eichel chose to go back."

"That's because he's a hopeless fool."

"Really? Sir. Levither's princess is still immature. Although she is a strong person, I can also feel that she is still very dependent on Mr. Echelle. Then, what about your granddaughter? Maybe, she I need you too..."

"No, she doesn't need it. The seedlings in the greenhouse can't grow into towering trees. Excessive dependence will only ruin her future. My departure is absolutely right."

"Even if you have to bear the pain of leaving your loved ones?"

"People can only be strong if they endure suffering." Reid ended the topic.

What grows from the soil is not only flowers, but also thorns.

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Lyle's day patrolling the streets.

"Lyle!"

Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, like a scorching sun rising, our good brother Mr. Kevin appeared in Lyle's sight riding a big sorrel horse.

Turning over in a chic way, Kevin patted the horse's neck, "Thank you, my dear sir, now go home and enjoy the fresh pasture."

He let go of the rope and encouraged the horse with his eyes.

A strong arm held the rope.

"Master Kevin, please don't indulge Mr. Good, I don't think it is smart enough to go back to the stables by itself. It took us a long time to find it last time. It is ruining the crops."

"Then what can I do, I will travel to Cassandelle with my friends next time, Mr. Good Man is redundant, I don't think I will remember this stupid guy when I go back."

The knight squeezed his chin, "Master, please wait here for a while, I will take Mr. Hao Hao to a hotel for safekeeping, and I will be back soon."

"Okay, let's go."

The knight turned his head three times, "Master Kevin, please don't make trouble."

Until his figure disappeared from sight.

Kevin grabbed Lyle's hand.

"Come on, Lyle, let's dump this fool."

"But, you just agreed..."

"Is he your brother, or am I your brother?"

"But there are no guards, what should you do if you are in danger?"

Kevin slapped himself on the face, covered his face and refused to look at Lyle.

"Sheriff Lyle, do you mean we call the police then? What do you do?"

In the end, the two hid in an alley, with only scattered rubble on both sides and mud under their feet.

"Is there anything you can do with me? Kevin. You have to get rid of your guards."

"Big event! Remember your two Oriu? Those few days really made me feel refreshed. I showed off in front of my father. He seemed to be stimulated by something. He told me one day that he found it himself. I found an investment target, a young man who is better than you. He wants to have a contest with me about vision, let me tell you, you must save face for me, brother."

Lyle looked at Kevin who was serious about it.

"Kevin, face is more important, or your father?"

"You can't think like this. Think about it, if the Borui family invests in two objects, wouldn't you get less? Could it be that you are suddenly unbalanced?"

"But, I didn't get anything from you, isn't the only deal just two Oriu?"

"Come on, come to a social gathering with me tonight, and be the little prince of Cassandelle's party. You can give me contacts and resources. You must win that opponent for me. It's a matter of dignity, so don't neglect it."

"No, no, no, I agree." Lyle couldn't bear Kevin's rascal.

"Since it's an opponent, you have to give me some information, have you seen it?"

"See you."

"How about it?"

Kevin looked at Lyle, and swept his clothes.

"Better handsome than you, more tasteful than you, better at speaking than you."

This brother doesn't care.

(End of this chapter)