No matter how unwilling he was, the first person George, who was in a hurry, thought of asking for help was the Druid who tied him up a few days ago.
Although he was unwilling to give in, in terms of true strength, Croesus was the strongest person he knew, except for Elven King Alvin.
Just as George thought, after only half a minute, Croesus arrived here riding a white tiger. At the same time, he was holding some strange alchemy tools in his hand.
"My stubborn adjutant actually took the initiative to ask me for help today. This is really very rare, don't you think so, adjutant?"
Croesus, who had already spread countless familiars in every corner of the manor, had actually noticed something strange in the previous battle, so he was able to come so quickly, but he still had to tease him.
And Croesus was not only teasing George, he was actually complaining about his current life.
Although he had taken over the job of a pharmacist in Luli Forest before, he said he would not join the battle. But during such a long journey, apart from picking materials and making potions, he really had no chance to appear at all.
Especially before, watching the epic scene of hundreds of white wolves and Hydra desperately fighting, the feeling of swelling blood almost made Croesus unable to hold back, and took the initiative to break the oath and go over to practice with Hydra. .
"This way...this way...and this way...it's done!"
Ignoring George's murderous look, Croesus took the tweezers, test tubes, droppers and other things and fiddled with them for a while. The poisonous needle grass that fell on the ground quickly stood up and waved his hand. After showing that he was fine, he returned to his post at a slow pace.
"Okay, Adjutant, have you forgotten what I specifically reminded you before?" After treating the poisonous needleweed, Croesus was going to continue chatting with George.
"Before? Are you referring to the fact that my blood is toxic?"
"Yes, it seems you haven't forgotten. I know that with the help of the vampire bloodline, you can perform all kinds of strange vampire secret skills, including the skill of transforming from entity to mist in the previous battle. But, Judging from the situation just now, this skill of yours can also add some slight poison to the opponent. Although the amount is not fatal, in actual combat, even a small flaw can be fatal. I don't need it. Let me mention it to you."
George recalled that in the battle just now, when he used the mist-dissolving technique to approach the wooden stake behind the poisonous needle plant, due to his sprinting speed, the blood mist did indeed brush against the leaves of the poisonous needle plant. It was probably at that time, You might have poisoned the other party unintentionally.
George, who understood the whole story, was relieved. He also understood what Croesus wanted to express. From now on, he must pay more attention to the attack range of those blood clan secrets. If he accidentally hurts friendly troops, it would be really serious. I regret it so much.
Seeing Croiss's deep eyes, and recalling how he tirelessly reminded himself to protect the people around him, George seemed to understand a little bit. In his memory, after hurting his beloved with his own hands, he felt like Regret like a thousand needles piercing the heart.
"Let's go, it's time to have your breakfast. Adjutant, I have to go back and continue my purification work. Hydra's venom is not some cheap commodity. I have to process it while it's fresh!"
After a few words of teasing, Croesus patted his butt and rode away on the white tiger he summoned, leaving George alone shaking his head helplessly.
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