Chapter 28 Rebecca’s home, magic cultivation [seeking for further reading]

Author: Diligent worm who loves to dream

Chapter 28 Rebecca’s home, magic cultivation [seeking for further reading]

A young cat-eared gangster named Kazite Woodclaw fell to the dirty ground.

Two bright red nosebleeds slowly soaked his upper lip.

Everyone was stunned in place because they experienced "non-existence" for 1.75 seconds.

Even the person who was beaten didn't know what happened.

"Damn...how dare you..."

"Arrogant human being, you can't get out of Rat Alley!"

"Kill him! Cut off his flesh and feed it to the dogs!"

The drunken hooligan began to get ready to make a move, and drew out all kinds of weapons to pounce on him.

Alcohol is enough to numb their nerves, which are not very developed.

Coupled with the presence of Kitten Girl, a member of the opposite sex, the humiliation of being knocked down turned into a burning rage.

These guys have all practiced magic, and their strength is equivalent to that of quasi-black iron level adventurers.

That's why he dared to tease Rebecca wantonly.

After reacting, the little cat girl quickly drew out her dagger and stood up to protect Chen Xuan.

"Shut up!"

"I don't want to see the blood of my kindred!"

"You are drunk, go home quickly!"

"Especially you, Kazite, don't make Aunt Woodpaw sad..."

Rebecca Miri yelled.

She didn't expect that the seemingly indifferent master could have such a protective side.

Stinky Rat Alley is a street where cat-eared people and human poor live together.

So strictly speaking, these hooligans are all Rebecca's "childhood sweethearts."

Chen Xuan returned to his indifferent attitude.

Fights occurred from time to time in the city, but the sheriff turned a blind eye to them.

But if a murder occurs, the nature is completely different.

Especially in a bad situation like killing someone on the street during the day.

Of course, taking advantage of the night to quietly avenge yourself is another story.

After every Naroa night, there are always many unclaimed bodies in the ditches outside the city.

In fact, Chen Xuan didn't think so much when he started.

The reason is simple.

Anyone who dares to tease the labor and management will be fucked hard by the labor and management.

It doesn't matter if you kill someone or something, once you're done [cross-border] go back to Blue Star and hide out for ten days and a half.

He didn't believe that the security team would put a bounty on a few foreign gangsters.

However, Rebecca's words gave Chen Xuan and the gangsters a reason to step back.

Because she is right, after all, they are all of the same race.

Moreover, Kitten Lady's mother and brother still live here.

The continent of Naroa is a world where all people are soldiers and are extremely martial.

All kinds of frictions and fights occurred from time to time.

Like the little episode just now, it can only be regarded as a small scene, and it is not as serious as a life-and-death struggle.

"let's go."

Chen Xuan pouted, not even bothering to look at those guys.

It's not bad to be a considerate host once in a while.

Rebecca sheathed her sword and quickly led the way forward.

Several drunkards looked at the two people's retreating figures, cursed a few times, and then walked back to the tavern arm in arm, took out a dirty little money bag, and hugged the scantily clad people in front of the stage.

human dancer.

…

"Master, we are here."

"This is my home..."

Standing in front of a shabby shack deep in Stinky Rat Alley.

Rebecca turned around and introduced Chen Xuan.

Then he pushed open the rickety wooden door.

Suddenly, a breath full of herbs mixed with the sour smell of sweat hit my face.

"Ahem..."

"Sister...are you back?"

A weak voice came out accompanied by a cough.

The light inside the house was extremely dark, there were no windows, and it seemed like it was isolated from the world.

Wisps of smoke drifted out, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.

"Nick, stop talking..."

"I brought a guest."

Rebecca said softly and stepped into the room.

Chen Xuan took out a lithium battery lighting lamp and stood outside the house to light it before walking in.

The shack is very simple. The walls are made of wooden boards and look uneven.

The roof has a triangular beam structure and is covered with a thick layer of straw.

Two thin plank beds were cushioned with stubbled straw mats.

Other than that, there was only a rotten wooden table and two loose chairs in the room.

Lying on the bed near the door was a weak cat-eared boy.

He also had beautiful silver hair and red eyes, but his face was as golden as paper, as if he had jaundice.

His naked upper body made his protruding abdomen extremely conspicuous.

In the other bed lay Rebecca's mother, who had the same symptoms.

She was motionless. If her chest hadn't been rising and falling slightly, she would have looked dead.

The light from the lights brightened up the room and revealed the misery hidden inside.

“Jaundice and umbilical hernia…”

"It should be liver ascites or intestinal obstruction ascites."

"Is this the plague Rebecca was talking about?"

Chen Xuan pondered in his mind that his medical knowledge was limited and he could only make superficial judgments based on appearances.

If it is really ordinary ascites, it can be cured with Blue Star's medical level.

I am afraid that it is malignant ascites caused by cancer lesions.

But Rebecca also mentioned that this disease can be completely cured through baptism at the Catman Temple.

This may indicate that the treatment methods on the mysterious side are far more magical than those on Blue Star.

You must know that there are still many incurable terminal diseases in Blue Star.

If baptism can really cure terminal illnesses, there are business opportunities in it.

Of course, the cost of baptism must also be considered.

But Chen Xuan is a guy who can practice both magic and martial arts. He can try to learn healing techniques by himself!

He stood nearby, thinking silently, without disturbing Kitty Girl's family reunion.

…

More than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
To be continued...