Chapter 246 - Hypnosis (1/2)
Jonathan was sitting in a chair, changing fresh dressing for his wound, in a side hall of St. Paul’s Cathedral.
He was pierced by Adolf with Druid’s sword during the battle yesterday. Fortunately, it didn’t hit his key part, and Druid had found the best medicine for him afterward.
“Do you feel better?”
Outside the door came the voice of Druid.
“I’m okay. The injury will be cured soon with those drugs. Go protect the Forbidden Book, and don’t be hurt by the demons,” replied Jonathan.
“Okay.”
Druid turned away. As Druid’s footsteps receded, Jonathan looked at his wound and seemed to feel some strange magic vaguely.
“Damn it. I already used the holy medicine, but the wound is still healing so slowly. Did that guy do magic to me?” Jonathan whispered to himself with a frown.
“Haha, it’s not to hurt you, but to make it easy to find you.”
Suddenly, a voice came in the dark.
“Who?!” Jonathan stood up immediately and summoned the Holy Sword on alert.
“Don’t be nervous. I’m not hostile.”
The voice sounded again. Then a lot of blood bats appeared in the room, from which stepped out a figure.
“Adolf!”
After a roar, Jonathan brandished his sword forward violently.
“Whiz!”
Adolf flashed to avoid the powerful sword, and then suppressed it with his hand, saying, “I came to discuss something with you. I have no hostility.”
“I have nothing to discuss with you demons. Either you or I will die today!” Jonathan didn’t listen to Adolf at all.
He forcibly pushed Adolf away with his elbow, and brandished his sword again.
“What a bad boy!”
A little bored, Adolf cast magic directly to crack Jonathan’s wound, and then aggravated his pain.
“Ugh!”
Jonathan screamed, and was immediately knocked down to the ground by the pain. He was sweating, convulsed and gasping.
“I think you can listen to me now,” Adolf crouched down.
“If you want to kill me, just do it!”
Jonathan glared ahead. He knew that the other side had performed the isolation magic, so no one could hear his scream now, and he could only wait for death.
“Oh, no no no!”
Adolf quickly shook his head and said intently, “Why will I kill you? Oh, you’re my friend. How can I bear to kill you?”
“Asshole! You never deserve to be my friend. You only deserve to die under my sword!” Jonathan retorted.
“Why are you so excited? I’m here to help you! You’re the brave and fearless leader of the Dragon Slaughter Knights, but why are you lying here so weakly now?” Adolf asked.
“Demon, what the hell do you want?” Jonathan gritted his teeth in pain.
Adolf stood up and said slowly, “Think carefully, Why can’t such a brave, hateful, powerful and fearless person like you control the Sanctuary?”
“Instead, why can that cowardly Druid have the popularity and power? As the Dragon Slaughter Knights, why do you have to be suppressed by the Seraph Knights?”
“It’s not fair. That robber took everything that was supposed to be yours. He didn’t even consider you a brother, but just a pawn. Look at your wound. That’s his sword.”
Jonathan slammed the ground angrily and said, “You want to hypnotize me? Druid is my brother. His sword was controlled by you, a demon, to pierce me!”
He remained sane now and was not misled by Adolf’s words. However, Adolf had been slowly casting magic to disintegrate Jonathan’s mind step by step ever since he came in.
His hands on his back were emitting strange red lights. At the same time, Jonathan’s wound was also shimmering with red lights into his body.
Adolf smiled softly, saying, “But do you think he really cares? Considering his speed, he’s absolutely able to rush over to block the sword for you.”
“Moreover, he threw out the sword for Wang Bugui and Wang’s people. Has he worked so hard for you Dragon Slaughter Knights in your memory? Even once!”