Morin held a tube of green potion that kept glowing with blue bubbles.

He squinted and watched.

Circles of green light are constantly leaking out of the glass test tube, dispersing towards the surroundings, making the surroundings glow with a slight green light, which looks mysterious and strange.

"Kalmath Elixir, one of the important combinations of my recovery potion, take it every day with the dark blue potion, the purple sea potion, and then apply the Heros poultry......" Mo Lin's eyes were constantly glowing with a cold blue shimmer, and groups of data flashed quickly on the light curtain in front of him, which was extremely strange.

Maureen is analyzing his healing potions.

After settling down, Morin used the chip and compared it with his own condition, so that he found the most suitable medicine in a very short period of time, and it was also the medicine that could recover his injury in the fastest time.

Of course, to the extent of Morin, it is definitely not possible to take one medicine alone, and it will only have an effect if a combination of multiple drugs is combined.

"It's been seven days since I last took the Kalmath potion, and the potion I refined this time is just right, as long as I finish taking the potion here, I will be able to recover completely. Merlin put down the potion in his hand and thought silently in his heart.

He didn't just sigh a little.

It had been nearly two months since he had opened his pharmacy and settled in the small town of Hull, and in that time, he had finally seen hope of recovering from his injuries once and for all.

In the past two months, although Morin seems to be calm, in his daily life, he is constantly manipulating the subtle manipulation of the flame power in his body to carry out precise control, and in two months, he has gained a little.

"Mr. Morin, the potion in your hand ......" Thorne wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at the tube of potion that kept glowing green, and wanted to say something.

Syllable!

A pebble flew up on the ground and struck Thorne in the chest.

"Keep practicing swords, don't be lazy. Morin's flat voice rang out.

"Good...... Okay, Mr. Morin. ”

Thorne quickly withdrew his gaze, he clutched his chest, bared his teeth for a while, it was obviously painful, but Thorne didn't mean to complain at all, he looked at Merlin with gratitude in his eyes.

Because Maureen was training him as a knight.

Thorne understood that this was his way of mastering his supernatural powers, a new beginning, a new world opening up before him, and in a sense, his life was completely different from what it had been before.

Although Morin has to suffer from skin and flesh many times in his special eyes, Thorne really has no resentment towards Morin, only deep gratitude.

"Maureen, Mr. Morin......"

Thorne was a little gloomy at the thought of his identity, and then he gritted his teeth, clenched the long sword in his hand, and practiced harder.

Maureen took the greenish glowing glass test tube in his hand into the wide sleeve of his coat.

He looked ahead, at Thorne, who was constantly practicing swordsmanship, and there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

To be honest, the reason why Morin came to teach Thorne was to a certain extent because he was bored and wanted something to adjust the adjustment, he taught very little, just a knight's breathing method and a knight's swordsmanship that he once got that he thought were interesting, but Thorne was very serious, which surprised Morin a little.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the store, and someone walked in.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Morin?" Thorne was about to greet him, but the visitor came to the backyard of the shop on his own.

It was a young man of the Tuso noble, in his early twenties, with a faint smile on his face, and a good demeanor, and behind this young man of the Tuso noble, there were some sturdy and heavy Tusuo people, who looked like they were guarding the noble youth.

Morin was still lying in his chair, his gaze looked over and did not speak.

"I am Melda, Melda Candis, Candis, one of the thirteen clans of the Tuso people. Melda lived, crossed her hands over her chest, and made a Tuso salute towards Maureen.

Maureen still didn't speak.

Just looking at this Melda.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, picked up a book on witchcraft, and flipped through it.

"Thorne, here are the uninvited guests, invite them out. Morin's voice came. Directly into the backyard, then there is no way, so I have to let them go, but with Thorne here, he doesn't have to do it himself.

Thorne?

Melda was stunned.

His gaze looked over and saw Thorne, with the cross sword in his hand, standing in place, looking bewildered.

"I noticed something was wrong with Thorne lately, but I didn't expect him to be so destined to learn supernatural powers from a venerable wizard. Melda smiled, looking very gentle, and said, "But, honorable wizard, would you like to teach me, rest assured, I will definitely be able to give you a good reward." ”

"You are a wizard, so honorable, why waste your time on such a small slave as Thorne. ”

Melda said, looked at Thorne next to him, and said, "Thorne, go back to the mansion, our courtyard hasn't been cleaned yet, remember, sweep it a few more times, don't have a little dust, you know?" Melda said very plainly, but it revealed a high taste.

That's right, Thorne is a slave to their family.

Although Thorne is freer, able to come out and do some things, and is more free, this cannot change Thorne's original identity.

He was just one of the thousands of slaves of the Candis family.

"I ...... I...... Mr. Morin, I ......" Thorne's hand clenched the sword and then relaxed, sweat oozing from his forehead, looking very nervous and very nervous.

Thorne never imagined that one day, he would face such a dilemma.

What to do?

What should I do?

Thorne was in turmoil at this point.

Melda couldn't help frowning when she saw that Thorne didn't move, as if he wanted to say something more, and Merlin gently flipped the witchcraft book in his hand at this time.

Listening to the sound of Merlin flipping through the books of witchcraft, Thorne's heart shuddered.

As if he had suddenly had an indescribable courage, he suddenly clenched the cross sword in his hand and stood opposite Melda.

"Thorne, you're ......," Melda's face sank.

Apparently he didn't expect Thorne to dare to stop him, as did the other guards, and their eyes became very strange when they looked at Thorne.

"Master Melda......" Thorne exhaled deeply and said, "I'm sorry. ”

"Please get out of here. ”

The look on Melda's face suddenly turned blue.

He sneered and said, "Thorne, you dare to stop me, I'm really curious, where do you have the guts!"

Melda told the other guards not to interfere, then he drew his cross sword and charged at Thorne.

He thought he would be able to deal with Thorne, but Melda was wrong, Thorne studied with Merlin for two months, and he was already a little stronger than him.

After a fierce fight, Melda was defeated.

Thorne slowly withdrew the sword from Melda's neck, leaning back, silent.

"Let's go!"

Melda wiped a handful of blood from his neck, and after glancing at Morin, and even more deeply at Thorne, he snorted coldly, and left with a large number of Tuso guards.

Thorne glanced at Morin, who was quietly in his chair looking at the witchcraft books, as if he didn't care about everything, and then cleaned up himself.

But in his heart, Thorne sighed, he knew that this was not the end of the matter.

Sure enough, a few days later, the Candice family paid the salaries of their slaves, and Thorne had just gotten the money and walked out the door when he was surrounded by several stout men.

The men dragged Thorne into a dark place, beat him hard, and then robbed him of his money.

"Thorne, you wait, Master Melda said, the days to come are still long. ”

A large bald man grabbed Thorne's hair and whispered in Thorne's ear.

He slammed Thorne's head on the ground, then stepped on Thorne a few times, and spat a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm on Thorne's body before leaving with the man.

Thorne staggered to his feet.

He had expected what was happening, and was not surprised or surprised.

Thorne was happy, though.

Because those people did not find the money that he had secretly hidden.

Thorne dragged his scarred body to a shop, bought some things, and then went under a large tree and waited quietly.

His face was a little red, and his heart was more uneasy than when he faced Melda.

After a while, a beautiful girl ran over.

She wears the clothes of a maid and is also a slave.

"Thorne!"

The girl looked at Thorne's appearance and exclaimed.

"Sheena. Thorne smiled, his face seemed to glow, and said, "I bought you your favorite pigeon meat bun, you can eat it." ”

As he spoke, Thorne held out his hand.

In his hand, there was a bun that he had carefully wrapped in a white cloth.

At this time, Thorne's hands, Thorne's whole body, were in stark contrast to the bun.

"Thorne!"

Tears welled up in Sheena's eyes, and at this time, she thought of some things she had heard about in the mansion before, and she couldn't control it, and she burst into tears.

She threw herself into Thorne's arms and hugged Thorne, her shoulders swaying and crying.