That day, the blue metal vial was about the thickness of Klein's thumb, and the height was no more than five centimeters. The lid with the hidden spiral pattern fell to one side, completely soaked by the liquid.
Klein reached out to pick up the vial, squinted his eyes, and replied helplessly, "Mr. Hasson, there are only a few drops left on the side of the vial."
"You go...to find it on Borgia's body, inside, in the inside pocket." Al panted continuously while speaking.
"Okay." Klein stood up and asked casually, "Is this a healing potion?"
Items on the mystery side?
"No, it only has a certain therapeutic effect. Mainly, it is mainly to stimulate our spirit, squeeze our body's... potential, and let us maintain a good state in a short period of time, from support to return, support to acceptance, Receive treatment." Al tried to sit up, but failed again, "Its name is, 'Gaze of the Goddess'... You remember to let Borgia drink half of the potion."
Klein didn't delay any longer, turned around, quickly walked to the side of Borgia who was moaning in pain, and found the standard sky-blue metal vial from the arms of the semi-conscious Nighthawk.
Unscrewing the cap, he carefully brought the mouth of the bottle to Borgia's mouth.
Sensing it, Borgia parted her lips hard.
The bottle tilted, and the dark red liquid flowed into Borgia's mouth.
After estimating the weight, Klein stopped in time and screwed on the bottle cap again.
The effect of the potion seemed to be really good. A few seconds after Borgia swallowed it, the look in his eyes regrouped, and he said in a low voice, "Thank you."
After finishing speaking, he put his hands on the ground, sat up slowly, first treated his own injuries, and then walked towards the unconscious Lolotta and Dunn, and found the "Gaze of the Goddess" from the latter's inner pocket.
Klein returned to Al's side, and fed the remaining half bottle of potion into Al's mouth.
Al gasped a few times, his movements suddenly became agile, and he stood up as if he had never been injured.
"I'm going to help Borgia. You are in charge of your companion." This charming middle-aged gentleman pointed to Leonard Mitchell.
Klein had no objection, turned around, and trotted to Leonard the Poet.
"No need, I can drink it myself." Leonard with disheveled hair smiled and raised the sky blue metal vial in his hand.
Seeing the opponent stretch his hand and stand up quickly, Klein, who wanted to slander him, suddenly froze:
Leonard's injury was milder than I expected...
He has the ability to take the potion at the very beginning!
In other words, he may have seen my "transfer ritual" of taking four steps counterclockwise!
No, this matter is okay, my silent recitations are all in my heart, and the "Transfer Ritual" has no external abnormalities, otherwise the tuxedo clown would not be fooled...
But even so, Leonard, who has already recovered but chose to watch, must have seen a lot of things, for example, I was not affected by "2-049", and I plotted against the tuxedo clown...
Just when Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, Leonard, who was coming towards him, stopped beside him, looked ahead and smiled and said, "I wanted to save you, but I found out that you don't need it."
"Don't worry, there are many special people in this world who can always do things that others can't. For example, you..."
"...For example, me." The corner of Leonard's mouth turned up, and he walked over Klein to the awakened Dunn and Lolotta.
Narcissist... Klein secretly complained, and he relaxed a lot.
It seems that Leonard Mitchell is also hiding a lot of secrets... He reunited with the large army thoughtfully, watched Captain Dunn put on his gloves, and picked up the book covered in brown and blood. Notes of the House of Antigonus.
The cover of this notebook is entirely made of dark black cardboard. It exudes an ancient and distant atmosphere, without any signs of softening or decay. It is almost the same as what Klein saw in his dream, so much so that he began to suspect, Doubt opens to reveal a Fool wearing a splendid headdress. JrNovels.com