Wrong, my props refresh every day

(It’s so cold…)

In a trance, it returned to that dark corner on the fifteenth floor.

(if……)

(If I hadn't eaten that magic stone...)

(If... I could go back to the past...)

In the hallucination, it saw another self.

At that time, it was thin and weak, just an ordinary minotaur, hiding in the shadows day after day, gnawing on the rotten flesh left by other monsters.

Without power or dignity, he lives like a pathetic mole.

Suddenly, the taste of the magic stone suddenly revived on the tip of the tongue.

The joy of the surge of power when it first devoured the magic stone, the taste of blood when it first killed an adventurer, and those arrogant adventurers wailed and begged for mercy at its feet...

(No, no ifs!!)

(It’s not over yet…)

(How could this end here!?)

The lightning-scorched forelimbs suddenly twitched and dug deeply into the ground. Though the core of the magic stone was shattered, the remaining power still surged through its veins.

It recalled the dying looks of the adventurers it had hunted...

How similar to the human beings today.

“Roar…Woo…”

What came out of the burnt throat was no longer a roar, but more like the embodiment of some obsession.

The broken horn suddenly burst out with the last burst of purple light, and the charred muscle fibers tightened one by one.

(Standing up...)

(Fight again...)

(Tear him apart...)

The front hooves trembled as they supported the upper body, and the charred skin cracked inch by inch, revealing the new flesh underneath.

The side effects of the magic stone are devouring its last bit of vitality, but it doesn't care. What's burning in its one eye is no longer reason, but the flame of pure obsession.

"Wait, Ju, it's still moving?! Is it an indestructible cockroach?!"

The young adventurer from the [Mihe Family], who was about to celebrate his victory, now had a hint of tears in his voice.

First or second sit-up?

Isn't this the treatment that the protagonist of an adventure story deserves?

Why do evil minotaurs also receive this kind of treatment?

Xingjian said nothing, but just clenched the electric pill that had no power left, his knuckles turning white.

He could clearly see the almost crazy obsession in the eyes of this Milotaur.

That is not the desire to survive, but pure unwillingness!

Milotaur staggered to his feet, leaving burning hoofprints on the ground with every step.

It could no longer see or hear, and was only fixed on the direction of Xingjian with its obsession.

The newly formed and broken muscles kept peeling off, but they kept moving forward, and forward...

(kill……)

(Kill again...)

Just as it was about to touch Xingjian, its body suddenly froze.

Countless cracks spread from the inside, and purple-black light seeped out from the cracks.

It finally raised its front legs, as if trying to grab something, but turned into ashes in mid-air.

Amidst the drifting ashes, a broken magic stone tinkled to the ground, its surface covered in frantic scratches. Those were the marks of unwillingness, the embodiment of obsession, a monster's final struggle.

The cave returned to silence, only the magic stone was still trembling slightly, as if it was still longing...

Fight again!!

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Chapter 45 [Dean Kate. Family]

"It's... over!?"

The voice of the young cat-eared girl from the Mihe clan broke the silence.

The cave was filled with a burning smell, and the ashes of Milotaur were still slowly falling in the air.

Miss Nazha was the first to react. She grabbed her companion's shoulder and said, "We...we survived!"

"I won! I really won!"

"That monster is finally dead. No... he won't stand up and fight again, will he?!"

"Mr. Hoshimi is amazing!"

The cheers of the Mih clan echoed in the cave.

The young adventurers hugged each other and cried, some knelt down to thank the gods, and others slapped their cheeks in disbelief.

Xingjian stood where he was, and the remnant of the electric pill in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. Only then did he realize that his legs were shaking uncontrollably, and the wounds all over his body were burning with pain.

"Mr. Hoshimi, don't move."

A cold voice sounded in my ears.

Miss Liu had come to his side without him knowing when, and her slender fingers gently pressed on his shoulders.

"—The song of the distant forest at this moment, the song of life in the past. Please grant healing mercy to those who ask you for it."!"

——Noah Heals!!

The elves' healing magic began to flow, and the emerald green light was like fireflies on a summer night, gently wrapping around Xingjian's scarred body.

"Three broken ribs, fractured ulna in right arm, internal bleeding..."

Ms. Liu calmly reported the patient's injuries while treating him, but her movements were unusually gentle, "It's a miracle that you can hold on until now, Mr. Hoshimi.

Xingjian wanted to thank her, but suddenly started coughing violently, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto Miss Liu's green cloak.

"Hug...sorry..."

"Stop talking, Mr. Hoshimi."

Miss Liu frowned, the light on her hand grew brighter, and then she raised her head and said to the dog-man girl next to her:

"Ms. Nazha, please organize everyone to prepare to return to the ground."

"understand!"

Miss Nazha immediately gave orders, "Help the seriously injured with the lightly injured, and take all the collected herbs with you! Be careful of the ones on the ground..."

The moment the treatment was completed, Xingjian's consciousness finally reached its limit.

He felt his body was light, as if floating on the clouds.

The last feeling was falling into an embrace with a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

"What a mess..."

In a trance, Xingjian heard Liu say this.

I tried hard to open my eyes, but all I saw was a hint of red.

That was the shyness of the elf girl, spreading across her white jade-like cheeks.

Xingjian closed his eyes contentedly and let himself sink into the darkness.

The cheers of the Mihe clan and Ryu's slightly trembling voice, while trying to remain calm, seemed to still echo in his ears:

"Everyone... return to the surface."

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"Where is this place?"

Xingjian's consciousness slowly emerged from the chaos.

The first thing I felt was the soft bed beneath me, then the bright light shining through my eyelids. Then I tried to move my fingers, and a tingling sensation immediately came from my fingertips.

"Woo..."

When Xing Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, a cold yet gentle female voice immediately sounded:

"Oh? Are you finally willing to wake up?"

Xingjian slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was the white ceiling.

His gaze lowered, and he saw a silver-haired girl leaning over to look at him. She was wearing a well-tailored white doctor's gown with light blue herbal patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs. Her silver hair was loosely tied with a green headband, and a few unruly strands of hair hung down by her cheeks, swaying gently with her movements.

"Amid... Doctor?"

Xingjian's voice was unusually hoarse.

Ahmid Teasanare, the leader of the Dean Kate clan, is the best healer in Orario. He is kind-hearted and usually speaks in a very polite tone. He treats others seriously and equally. He will get angry if his patients do not take good care of themselves or if someone hurts his patients.

"I was in a coma for two days and half an hour."

Miss Amid picked up the notepad on the bedside table and lightly sketched with a quill pen. "Broken ribs, broken right arm, internal bleeding, magic power overdrawn... You seem to have been through a fierce battle."

Miss Ahmid put down her clipboard and suddenly moved closer.

Only then did Xingjian notice that her eyes were a rare light purple, like the sky at dawn, with a gaze that was a mixture of sharpness and tenderness that was unique to a doctor.

"Do you know who sent you here?"

Ahmed blinked suddenly, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "That green elf lady who always has a cold face, scared us all when she rushed in holding you."

Xingjian's ears suddenly felt hot.

"Miss Liu is... very anxious?"

"It's more than just anxious."

Miss Amid turned to get the medicine bottle, her silver hair shining softly in the sunlight.

"She rushed into the hospital yelling 'Get out of the way!' and nearly kicked over Mr. Dean Kate's medicine cabinet."

Miss Amid deliberately lowered her voice and imitated Ryu's tone, "'Save him, quickly, immediately!' Oh, that's the first time I've seen that expression. I usually go to the [Hostes of Plenty] tavern and never see her with such an expression."

"Where did Miss Liu go?"

Xingjian tried to sit up, but Amid pushed her back onto the pillow with one finger.

"Don't worry, your green elf has gone to submit the mission report and go out for a while."

Ahmed handed over the medicine soup at just the right temperature, with a sly glint in his eyes, and continued:

"But she's been staying here non-stop for the past two days, huh?"

"You've been staying by my side for two days?"

"Yes."

Miss Amid smiled and handed over the medicine.

Xingjian took a sip lightly, the bitterness of the medicine spread in his mouth, but Xingjian felt a hint of sweetness in his heart.

Ahmed looked at Xingjian's slightly red cheeks and couldn't help but chuckle:

"It seems this medicine isn't bitter enough, it still makes you blush."

Xingjian lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly.

Hajime, you bastard!!

"By the way, regarding the hospitalization fee...will it be very expensive?"

[Dean Kate Family] is the leading healer family in Orario, and they also invited the best healer in Orario to treat them. The cost is probably not cheap.

Although the Hephaestus family is a wealthy family, Xingjian doesn't like to spend the family's money all the time.