Chapter 436: Dizziness, coma

It has been three or four days since Donald Mueller, the head of the study visit group of the Kurkut Empire, shut himself in the room. He even closed the door of the room, even if someone delivered the meal.
If it were not for the members of the regiment to get his response, and if he would come out every day to get some paper and pen and ink, people would probably think that he had been assassinated.
The draft was dropped on the ground at random, and the overturned ink bottle had blackened the paper. Donald Mueller was at the table.
There were some ink marks on the corners of his mouth, because he accidentally picked up the ink bottle while drinking water and poured half a bottle of ink into his stomach.
Today, his hair is messy, his eyes are bloodshot, and there is no image at all, which is completely opposite to the handsome appearance when he first came to the mourning wind.
The pen is writing on blank paper quickly, the brain is running fast, the calculation formula is constantly being substituted into the calculation, and sometimes he will scratch the hair that is left, and the hair on the top of the head has been already by him more than ten years ago. Not caught.
With his teeth biting the barrel of the pen, Donald seemed to eat the pen in his stomach.
Shortly after that, the pen tip fell on the paper again, and a number of calculations appeared on the blank paper. Donald quickly calculated and calculated.
After the calculation, Donald raised a pen on a draft paper on the other side and began to fill the gradually becoming complete circle. The circle that he forcibly remembered was being calculated step by step by him.
The head of the study visit group has not had a real rest for three or four days. It can be said that he did not even sleep well.
For a mage whose brain rotates at high speed and has been fully loaded for a long time, this is an extremely fatal thing!
Now his brain is still flexible, because he overdrawn his body and drank a few bottles of magic potions. After this overdraft, he will inevitably have a serious illness.
However, Donald Mueller does not care!
After memorizing that circle, he has been secretly working on recovery work, but the progress has not been fast before, but a few days ago, he found a key point, so he shut himself into the room and closed It took three or four days.
Now that the progress has been advanced to the last point, you only need to find a few more key points to piece together this magic circle.
"Impossible, this is impossible..."
Donald's left hand tortured his remaining hair, and his right hand held a pen to calculate on white paper.
It was at the last moment, but his mind was blank because of the final result presented on the paper.
The poor middle-aged bald mage, who had become mentally numb because of the huge impact, finally filled those calculation results into the magic circle ten minutes later.
Due to the use of ordinary ink, the magic circle on the paper has no effect at all, it is just a pattern, but Donald lifted the paper and laid it flat in front of his eyes, looking at the cumbersome pattern on the face with his eyes blindly. It has been filled with'unbelievable'.
"So it turns out..."
Donald smiled bitterly, pinched the draft on his hand and threw it aside.
He restored the magic circle. Although he didn’t know the name of the magic circle, there is no doubt that this is a good idea...
"wrong!"
Donald suddenly realized something was wrong, and turned to the ground, even the chair was overturned.
The members of the study visit group who lived downstairs of Donald looked helplessly at the ceiling. I wonder what happened to their group leader and why they made such a noise.
A few members glanced at the door with some worry. If it were not for Donald himself, it would be better if they did not disturb him. They might have broken through the door now.
Because when they saw Captain Donald these days, they found him haggard, with deep eyes, dark eyes, and a chin around his jaw, which looked like he had no energy.
It is a taboo for the mage to have a good rest, especially if it is overworked. If it is not that Donald Commander has repeatedly emphasized that he is only studying ‘new discoveries’, they are all somewhat doubtful whether he is controlled by a devil.
After all, although Wind City looks safe on the surface, not only humans but also wild elves, dwarves, and even squirrels live here, but in the eyes of these people, this place is really chaotic, especially the "Magic Furnace" It was also placed in a public place-oh my God, this is simply unimaginable in the Kurkut Empire!
For the time being, let’s not mention how the wizards of the Kurkut Empire feel about the sorrowful wind. It is too difficult to find a paper ball that has just been thrown in a pile of paper that have been crumpled into a ball. .
Even though he wanted to use spells, Donald, who was reminded of his physical and mental condition by the tingling in his head, rummaged through the paper pile for more than ten minutes before finding the paper ball. During this period, his mind had The headmaster of the completely confused master has completely forgotten the fact that he can actually draw another one.
After he found out the paper ball, he looked at it carefully several times. He almost put the wrinkled paper on his face, just like a pervert, gasping for a piece of white paper. gas.
"how could this be?"
After confirming that his guess was correct, Donald's body began to tremble, and at this time, the side effects of drinking potions also followed, and his head began to be dizzy.
"Well--"
Donald covered his mouth and swallowed the filth back in the esophagus.
Now he felt that his world was spinning, and the severe pain in his brain made him lose the ability to continue to think, but with the last effort, he crawled towards the bed and put the paper into his suitcase.
The blood vessels in the temple were beating vigorously. He leaned against the bed, gasping for breath, shouting weakly: "Come here, help--"
Before Donald's words were finished, he no longer had the strength to yell, not only his hoarse voice, but also a discomfort in his stomach.
The members waiting outside the door hit the door and looked around the room. They saw a shiny head beside the bed full of oil.
"Your Excellency Donald!"
Donald heard only a few exclamations, and his eyes went black, fainting.
When he woke up again, he opened his eyes confusedly and saw the white ceiling above his head...
Isn't this his room?
It took a while for Donald to react, and this is not his room.
What about his paper? What about the paper on which the magic circle is drawn?
After a little sober, Donald didn't want to know where it was and where he was taken to the first time, he remembered the paper with the magic circle in the first time!
Because his body was difficult to move, Donald lay in bed thinking for a while, remembering that he had put the paper back in his suitcase, and he was relieved.
"Your Excellency Donald!"
A scream came from his ears, Donald's eyes glanced to the left, and then a rapid footstep sounded, and several people came to his bed.
"How are you?"
"What is going on? Why are you overdrawing your body?"
"Your Excellency Donald~EbookFREE.me~ Are you awake now? Do you need anything? You said, I will prepare for you!"
The groggy head stripped Donald's ability to think again, and after these cluttered questions poured into his head, he closed his eyes again.
Too sleepy... It's really sleepy...
"Your Excellency Donald! Your Excellency Donald?!"
"Doctor! What about the doctor..."
The voice gradually went away, and Donald fell into a coma again.
Because of the calculations that he had been sleeping and forgetting food for a few days, his body was already overdrawn, so he fainted again.
But before that, he had already calculated what he wanted. Although he overdrawn his body, he would never regret it--
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