Chapter 273: The Young Man Who Went the Wrong Way
Chapter 268 – The Young Man Who Went Down the Wrong Road
Owen injected Vanessa with a tube of potion, a healing potion mixed with a high-energy nutrient solution, capable of repairing most of the damage to flesh and blood, but unable to do the regeneration of severed limbs, as it did not only involve the regeneration of cells, but also deformities if the slightest mistake was made.
Although there were some limitations, but it had to be said that the effect of Owen’s special healing potion was really good, in no time, Vanessa regained a few shades of blood, and her heartbeat became much stronger.
The rapid improvement of the body woke up Vanessa who used some method to fall into the state of pseudo-death, she opened her blue eyes, calmly looking at Owen, for her own state and the surrounding environment and do not care about the appearance, but the perception of the sharp Owen can detect her inner suppressed incomparable vengeance fire, this is a careful eye also has a vengeance will be repaid by the woman.
“Make a deal.” Owen smiled as he played with the potion in his hand and said to Vanessa.
“I have a choice now? Or there’s still value in making a deal?” Vanessa cocked her head, a little mischievously.
“Of course, talent is talent no matter what the situation, not to mention that now I’m absolutely certain you have that value.” Owen said with a sigh.
Putting himself in his shoes, if he was chopped up into human sticks and hung in a coffin, and was also auctioned off to be used as a slave, I’m afraid that he would only be left with despair after his impotent rage, and then be bent on just begging for death, which is obviously the escape mentality of a weak person.
Vanessa, however, regardless of how angry she is, how her body is crippled and in pain, her expression management is still not offline, her IQ is also online, and she utilizes all means to let the other party relax their guard, and most importantly, she has never given up hope, and this is the most important point for Owen.
“I help you take revenge, you pledge allegiance to me, fair enough isn’t it?” Owen also cocked his head and said, now he kind of liked the feeling of collecting talents.
“Yes, fair enough.” Vanessa said with a smile, but what was going on inside, I’m afraid no one knew.
Owen continued to inject her with potions to repair the damage to her body and replenish the lost blood, but it was becoming less and less effective.
Legend wasn’t that simple, breaking the sound barrier with a body of flesh and blood, was this something a normal person could do?
Like Vanessa, after having her limbs chopped off and hanging in a coffin with an iron cable, the problem of blood loss and lack of oxygen alone could make a normal person die eighteen times.
But Vanessa even lost consciousness, still rely on instinct to contract the muscles at the wound to squeeze the blood vessels to reduce the speed of blood loss, while suppressing the heartbeat into a state similar to false death to reduce the loss of vitality, which almost breaks the limitations of the physical body with the will to create the impossible.
Under this terrifying will, coupled with inhuman refinement, the flesh of the legend also evolved, becoming stronger, faster and smarter, so ordinary means of treatment is not as fast as the legend’s self-healing ability.
But comparatively, once one receives an irreparable and heavy injury, especially by a strong person who is also a Legend, it is not so easy to recover.
The healing potion in Owen’s hand could allow an ordinary person who had just undergone a major open heart surgery to immediately run three laps on the ground, but for Vanessa it could only keep her condition from deteriorating further.
“Your injuries are still a real headache.” Owen said somewhat helplessly, because the wounds created by legendary powerhouses were not as simple as he thought, not just pure physical damage, but also the power of the mind and consciousness.
For example, Vanessa’s wound, the healing effect brought by the healing potion was actually worn out at the broken limbs?
Simply unable to explain it with science, Owen tried several methods that didn’t work.
Just as Owen was about to check further, the auction ended.
Four Black Knights lifted the coffin and followed Owen out of the castle, but I didn’t expect there to be a lot of action to watch before they left.
There were two people hanging from the castle gate, although the hidden auction house had kept the last bit of face for them and didn’t remove the masks, but after taking off the black robes, the clothes on their bodies and the badges that were so stupid that they didn’t take them off all proved that these two were the direct descendants of a certain aristocrat. Quite a few guests walking out of the auction were gathering around the two to point and laugh at their stupidity.
Right at this moment, a noble couple hurriedly came and paid the ransom with a grimace, then led the two young men away, estimating that even if they didn’t break their legs after going back, they wouldn’t be able to get out of bed for ten days and half a month.
After watching the lively Count Dekra came, and gave Owen the story of what happened.
These two young men are the son of a local viscount, hunting in the mountains accidentally bumped into the high elves are bathing in the lake, quite a poetic scene.
The two sides thus became acquainted, and then for some reason, the two couldn’t help falling in love with this High Elf and something happened, so after learning that the other party had been captured and was to be auctioned off tonight, the two summoned up the courage to steal their parents’ invitations, and took their weapons with them to prepare to save them.
“As I recall, there is only one High Elf up for auction tonight.” Owen said in a somewhat odd tone.
“You guessed right, just as you thought, but who hasn’t been young.” Count Dekra shrugged his shoulders and said with some understanding, while his eyes were filled with memories as if he was nostalgic for his lost youth.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Owen suddenly seemed to understand something, and forced himself to hold back before he didn’t move away from the other party, but he had a deeper understanding of the bottom line of nobles.
I just didn’t realize that you, Count Dekra, a guy with thick eyebrows full of middle-aged charisma, had such a history.
At the same time, Owen also understood that the nobles who had just surrounded the two young men and mocked them were not mocking them for liking a high elf who had been bought by a rich woman, but rather, they were mocking them for being caught surprisingly easily and not knowing how to hide their identities when they got into trouble.
There is no way, ordinary people’s moral values are just clouds to the nobles, because they are the law, they are the rules, so in addition to the rules to maintain the rule, other aspects, especially private life, is not subject to any constraints, theoretically, as long as they are in the eyes, gender, race and even beauty and ugliness are not important, the important thing is that it can bring them happiness.
Well, Owen suddenly felt that his collapsing outlook and morals were still above par when compared to them?
Even in the case of Shu Liya, a student, there would be a lot of common language with them.
The hell, Owen surface smile, heart MMP, do not know whether to scold those nobles shameless, or irony his own degeneration.
In any case, this incident was nothing more than a minor incident, other than the fact that it would circulate among the local nobles for decades, causing a huge psychological shadow on the two young men who were impulsive and went down the wrong path, it wouldn’t change much for most ordinary people.
Not relating to the two young men’s physical and mental health issues, Owen and Count Dekra rode on the carriage to return, only when they were halfway, Count Dekra suddenly looked up at Owen, while Owen just nodded.
It wasn’t that the two suddenly had a meeting of the minds, but they realized that someone was following them outside.
Apparently the magic ban on the carriage was not very reliable, and both Owen and Count Decla had a way to bypass the ban and still maintain communication with the outside world.
(End of chapter)