Chapter 8 Deal
In the tent, Ivan frowned and looked at the young man in front of him.
Andrew, however, looked calm and natural, and said slowly: "I can cure you, which means that my own lungs are fine.
But today the old magician Hobert asserted that I could only live for seven days.
If he finds that I am not dead in seven days, he will naturally target me..."
Ivan was not stupid, and he understood after hearing this. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Andrew: "So that's it. You can cure lung burns, but you can't compete with a senior fire magician, right?"
Andrew nodded.
There is nothing to hide.
If I had the strength to fight against Hobert, I would not have easily put a knife on my neck by Ivan in front of me.
To be honest, I still feel a little unsure.
After all, I still have too little understanding of this other world.
If the fire magician actually has some methods to treat lung burns, and Ivan in front of him immediately grabbed himself and handed him over to Hobert for treatment, wouldn't he be so ugly?
Or, what if Ivan is a particularly devout flame believer, even if his lungs are burned by flames, he is unwilling to attack any "holy fire magician"?
Ivan said: "First of all, you must know that I can't beat Hobert, let alone me now, even if I was injured, I can't beat me."
Andrew's heart couldn't help but sink.
Ivan continued, "But I promise you that I will kill Hobert for you. Then you will help me heal my lungs, right?
I'll put it here first. If I help you but you can't cure my lungs, then... I'll kill you, do you understand?"
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Andrew always felt that when the other party said "I will kill Hobert for you", he not only did not have awe of the fire magician, but instead felt a hint of hatred?
After silently keeping a scruple, Andrew nodded and replied: "This is natural, very fair!
If you help me kill him, I promise to cure you! If you kill him but I can’t cure you, you don’t have to do anything, I will kill myself.
But... you said you couldn't beat Hobert, but you promised to kill him for me. What does that mean?"
Ivan regained the witch hunter's coldness and grinned: "You don't have to worry about this."
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It's dawn.
There are six days left before Hobert's prediction of his own death.
"Um--"
Andrew woke up from his sleep, got up and stretched his waist.
I slept overnight and felt that my lungs were not seriously injured.
However, for the sake of disguise, I still pretended to cough a few times.
Walking out of the tent, Andrew squinted his eyes involuntarily.
The nights in the desert are very cold, but the day is very dry and hot.
At this time, the sun was scorching, and in front of me was a temporary camp composed of tents. Not far from one side were the buildings and streets of Wildfire Town.
"Actually, putting aside the problem that the world's worship of fire is already pathological, the customs and customs here seem to be quite good."
Andrew carefully observed the buildings with unique styles that seemed to come out of fantasy fairy tales, thinking, "This is where I will live next."
Recalling the negotiations with Ivan last night, Andrew couldn't help but smile a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Last night Ivan agreed to his conditions.
After repeated questions, he explained what his remarks that "he could not beat Hobert but could kill Hobert" meant.
"—I am a wild hunter. I can't even beat the lowest wild beasts in the face of the battle, but I can hunt them easily."
Ivan said lightly, "If you can't beat it, it doesn't mean you can't kill it."
When he said this, his tone naturally revealed a strong sense of self-confidence.
"So that's it, so what? How do you plan to kill him?"
Andrew was still a little worried, but also a little curious.
But Ivan just said, "I need to make some preparations and I have to leave for a while."
When Andrew immediately frowned when he heard the other party say he was leaving for a while.
I only have seven days left. In this case, brother, you have to leave for a while to prepare?
Ivan said: "Don't worry, I will come back, I want to survive myself. It's just that I can't kill Hobert alone, that's too difficult, even if I do something in the dark."
Andrew was stunned: "Do you have any helpers?"
Ivan smiled and said, "You have your secrets, and I have my secrets."
After saying that, he looked at the protagonist deeply. At this time, Ivan had basically believed that the young man in front of him really had a way to treat lung burns. And this would cause a huge sensation if he said it!
Andrew was silent for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay, I won't ask you what preparations you want to make.
But I still want to know, how long will you come back? How can I contact you?"
After saying that, he stared at Ivan and thought to himself that if you don’t tell me about this, I will not be able to trust you!
Fortunately, Ivan replied simply this time: "You can come back within three days at most, you can catch up. You don't need to contact me, I'll contact you."
After saying that, Ivan stopped talking nonsense, nor gave Andrew a chance to continue asking questions. He put on his shirt and left directly.
He made Andrew a bad temper.
However, this decisive style added confidence to Andrew.
"By the way..." After Ivan left the tent, he said again from a distance, "There is a box of food in the corner of the tent. You can bring it to the mother and daughter."
Andrew was stunned. Yiyan found the box and opened it. He found that it was a box of good fruits. His eyes couldn't help but soften.
Holding the box, Andrew returned to the temporary camp and handed it over to Aunt Sophia.
Then Andrew temporarily put down all kinds of tense thoughts-
Sleep when you fall.
It was already dawn.
Andrew sat in front of the tent, basking in the sun and having breakfast.
Successfully convinced Ivan, it was good, but not enough.
Today there is another "preparation plan", or "fire extinguishing and upgrading plan"... Andrew's mouth curled slightly.
Is it true that it's always fun to put out the fire?
It's a bit overwhelming!
“Eat fruit.”
Aunt Sophia walked out of the tent, took Xiao Sophie with her, and began to distribute the box of fruit that Evanto Andrew brought back last night.
This is not entirely because of selflessness, but because Aunt Sophia considers that Wildfire Town experiences the impact of the "Wild Beast Tide" once or twice a year, if she is like Xiao Sophie's father, Xiao Sophie will still have someone to help take care of and raise her.
Xiao Sophie was also very well-behaved. She held a basin and shared the fruit with her mother to everyone in the camp.
As the savior of Sophie, Andrew naturally got the biggest share.
"Brother Andrew! Your fruit!"
Accompanied by her mother, Xiao Sophie came to Andrew, with a little sweat on her face and holding a plate of fruits from another world that looked a bit like grapes.
"No, it's your fruit."
Andrew took it with a smile, peeled one and handed it to Xiao Sophie.
Little Sophie looked up at her mother beside her, and only then opened her mouth to answer after getting Sophia's permission.
The first bite of the flesh, the little girl widened her eyes: "Wow, it's so sweet! How could it be so sweet?"
Andrew smiled.
Of course sweet.
Last night, I took action to treat Ivan himself. Although I stopped halfway through various considerations, Ivan did not completely cure him, nor did I unlock any new abilities.
However, I obviously feel more comfortable with the use of this "water spirit technique".
So the one I just fed Xiao Sophie was not an ordinary grape in another world.
It is a top-quality grape in another world blessed by the "Water Spirit Technique"!
More moisture, naturally sweet.
To be honest, using the "water spirit technique" to treat lung burns for patients is an excellent experience, but it always makes Andrew feel like he is a doctor rather than a magician.
At this time, he turned into magic, and quietly turned the grapes into sweetness, bigger and moistness, and used to feed them... Oh no, it was used to make children happy, which made Andrew feel:
Chapter completed!