Chapter 170 Blessing Kayn

When they returned to the basement of the Lynx Clan Castle, they saw that Raven was still working hard to continue healing Carter, but the latter had his eyes tightly closed, and only the weak rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still alive.

Dick asked anxiously: "Is he okay?"

"I just fainted temporarily. What are you doing here? Dick."

"Here you go." Dick took out 4 bottles of dragon tear potions from his pocket, "These are the dragon tear potions I asked the warlocks to make temporarily. They should be able to increase the success rate."

"You actually have such a thing."

Raven stopped casting spells and took one of the bottles. After thinking about it, she took another bottle.

"You can accept the rest. The Grass Trial will end in 6 days. These two bottles of Dragon Tears Potion are enough."

With that said, Raven uncorked the bottle, pried open Carter's mouth, and poured the potion in.

Seeing that the small cracks on Carter's body really began to slowly heal on their own, the raised blood vessels slowly shrank, and at the same time, his pale face gradually turned rosy, but he still didn't wake up.

"Why hasn't he woke up yet?"

"It can't be that fast. He has been in severe pain all day. You know, severe pain consumes a lot of energy. Carter should be much more comfortable now, so he fell asleep."

"That's good." Dick let out a long sigh of relief.

Raven smiled sweetly when she saw this, "Dick, I didn't expect you to be so humane. You are really not a cold and heartless person.

"Before I tried Carter's Grass, I asked him that you had saved his life, and apart from that, there was no other relationship.

"Are you really willing to use the precious Dragon Tears gem to save this almost unrelated person?"

"I just think." Dick hesitated a little, "This kid and I must be very destined. We guarded Odinburg together, and he immediately became my sectmate."

"Fellow disciple? Is that just like this?" Raven looked at Dick with questioning eyes. The latter remained silent, while Raven continued:

"I think you should be a kind person in nature, but why do you..." At this point, Raven's face turned serious again.

The door to the basement was pushed open again, and Alexander, the apprentice warlock, walked in. He was walking down the stairs with some brooms and cleaning tools. When he saw the two of them, he sneered, and then carefully cleaned up the bodies of the children who had been disposed of. The remaining blood stains and flesh foam.

"Since Carter is okay for the time being, I'll go out first. You should also rest more." Dick expressed concern again.

"I know. I'll go back to my room and take a nap at night. This day is really exhausting."

Dick nodded and left.

When he returned to the hall, he found a large table of dishes on the dining table. Russell had prepared wine glasses and filled them up. Seeing Dick coming over, he hurriedly said:

"You haven't had lunch yet, come on. Harden did this."

"Haden?" Dick asked in surprise, "He doesn't know how to cook with the leftover meat of the Fork-tailed Dragon, does he?"

"That's not true. He made it with normal ingredients. Harden has always had a dream, didn't you know?"

"What dream?"

Behind him, Harden came over with a dinner plate, carefully placed the food on the table, and then made a gesture to sit down.

Everyone took their seats and clinked a glass together first. Harden slowly said: "If I were not a war orphan, I might become a great royal chef. Try my food, Dick."

Dick tentatively took a piece of browned pork chop with his fork, put it in his mouth and took a bite, "Well, it tastes really good!"

He started chewing and swallowing again.

When Harden saw this, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were deeply imprinted again, and it seemed that he was very satisfied with Dick's reaction.

After eating for a long time, the three demon hunters were already full, and Russell asked:

"Dick, what exactly happened to you and Master?"

Harden on the side heard this and looked towards Dick.

Dick only hesitated for a short moment before deciding that he could not tell the true conflict between himself and Master:

Although both of them are very kind to me, especially Russell, this kind of thing really needs to be considered from many aspects.

After all, what the original person has done is disgraceful and cannot be brought to light.

Moreover, Dick had a vague feeling in his heart that he and Master might eventually have a bigger conflict soon after the Kron Festival, so it was best not to involve the two of them now.

"It's nothing." Dick smiled pretending not to care, "Just like Bell said, I may have entered the rebellious stage."

"Rebellion period?" The two senior brothers stared at each other.

"Yes, I'm only 20 years old. Unlike you two old men, who are at least fifty or sixty years old. I'm still young. Isn't it normal to enter the rebellious stage?"

Russell listened and laughed relaxedly.

Even Harden opened his mouth and said with white teeth: "Then let's drink some more. There's nothing to do anyway. Let's go out together to help repair the city wall and clean the room tomorrow.

"As for Kayn, let's wish him a safe place to spend the holidays!"

"If you didn't mention him, I would have forgotten about him. Then let's bless Kayn together!" Russell laughed.

"Bless Kayn!"

The three of them raised their glasses together again.

…

In the green mist, a young man was holding a long sword in his right hand. The tip of the sword was touching the ground, and blood was dripping from the sword to the ground.

He wears witcher armor and has red hair. ——It was Dick.

He was walking slowly into the distance, and behind him, a luxurious house was on fire, the flames were raging, dyeing half the sky red.

In the firelight, a black-haired little girl whose face was covered with smoke and tears sat on the ground, with a boy and a girl lying on her knees.

The two children were motionless, because there was a dark red fatal sword wound on their chests.

The black-haired little girl stared at Dick from behind with deep hatred.

Dick seemed to notice the movement behind him, and his steps paused for a moment, but only for a moment, and then he continued to walk into the distance.

After only a few steps, the sound of animals calling came from the woods ahead.

Dick stopped and found that the woods began to shake violently again, making a chilling creaking sound, and then collapsed again.

In an instant, thick dust surged from all directions, spreading like surging waves, and in this smoke, the nameless cry became louder and louder.

Dick raised the long sword in his right hand slightly and stared at the fog to prevent any accidents.

In an instant, a huge lion-shaped monster flew out of the fog - it was a royal griffin.

Dick shook the sword and was about to use the sword energy to deal with the griffin that was rushing towards him, but he found that the sword energy in his body seemed to have lost control;

Seeing the griffin's claws getting closer and closer, Dick widened his eyes and was about to release the seal urgently to get out of trouble.