Chapter 460: Nobles and servants

Morin held a tube of green potions with blue bubbles in his hands.
He narrowed his eyes and was watching.
A circle of green halo was continually radiating out from the glass test tube, and scattered towards the surroundings, so that the surroundings were slightly glowing with green light, which seemed mysterious and strange.
"Kalmas potion, one of the important combinations of recovery potions, I take it with the dark blue potion and the purple sea potion every day, and then apply the Hyros ointment ..." Morin's eyes were constantly icy blue micro Light, a group of data flashed quickly on the light curtain in front of his eyes, which seemed extremely strange.
Moline is analyzing his therapeutic agent.
For his injury, Morin seemed very attentive. After he settled down, he used the chip and compared it with his own situation, so that he found the best fit in a short time and was able to find the most suitable time. The potion that recovered his injury.
Of course, to the extent of Moline, it is definitely not possible to take a single agent alone, and it will only be effective if a combination of multiple agents is used.
"It has been seven days since the last time I took the Kalmas pharmacy. The remedies made this time are just right. As long as I take the pharmacy here, I can completely recover it." Morin dropped the pharmacy in his hand. , Thinking silently in my heart.
Not only did he sigh.
It had been almost two months since he opened the pharmacy and settled in the small town of Hull. Within this time, he finally saw the hope of completely recovering his injury.
In the past two months, although Mo Lin looked calm, but in his daily life, he was constantly performing subtle manipulation of the flame power in his body and precise control, for two months. Time, he got a little.
"Mr. Morin, the potion in your hands ..." Thorne wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the pot of green, shimmering potion, and wanted to say something.
Snapped!
A stone on the ground suddenly flew up and hit Thorne's chest.
"Continue practicing sword, don't be lazy." Morin's bland voice sounded.
"Okay ... Okay, Mr. Morin."
Thorne quickly withdrew his gaze. He covered his chest and grinned his teeth, obviously painful, but Thorne did n’t complain at all. He looked at Moline with gratitude.
Because Morin is training him as a knight.
Thorne understood that this was his way of controlling the extraordinary power, a new beginning, a new world opened in front of him, in a sense, his life was completely different from before .
Although Moline had special eyes on him, he had to bear the skin and flesh for a lot of times, but Thorne really didn't have any resentment against Moline. He was only deeply grateful.
"Moline, Mr. Moline ..."
Thorne thought of his identity, somewhat sad, then he gritted his teeth, clenched the long sword in his hand, and practiced harder.
Morin's hand received the green tube with a green halo in his large sleeve.
He looked forward, looking at Thorne, who was practicing swordsmanship, and there was a trace of thought in his eyes.
To be honest, Moline came to teach Thorne to a certain extent because he was bored and wanted something to adjust. He taught very little, but he once got an interesting knight breathing method and a book. Knight swordsmanship only, but Thorne is very serious, which makes Mo Lin a little surprised.
At this time, footsteps came from the shop, and someone came in.
"Excuse me, is it Mr. Moline?" While Thorne was about to greet him, the visitor came to the backyard of the shop by himself.
It was a young Tusso nobleman, in his early twenties, with a faint smile on his face, personable, and after this young Tusso nobleman, he was followed by some strong and heavy thumbnails, They guarded the noble youth.
Moline was still lying on the chair, his eyes looked away, and he didn't speak.
"I'm Melda, Melda Kandis, one of the thirteen clans of the Tusso." Melda was alive, his hands crossed on his chest, and he walked towards Morin. The etiquette of a Tuso.
Morin still didn't speak.
Just looking at this Melda.
After a moment, he looked back, picked up a book of witchcraft, and turned it over.
"Thorn, here come uninvited guests, invite them out." Morin's voice came. Entering the backyard directly, there is no choice but to let them get away, but when Thorne is there, he does not need to do it himself.
Thorne?
Melda froze.
He looked over and saw Thorne with a cross sword in his hand, standing on the spot with a confused expression.
"I found that Thorne was a little wrong recently, but I didn't expect that he was so destined to learn extraordinary powers from the distinguished wizard." Melda smiled, a very gentle look, said: "But, respect Wizard, are you willing to teach me, rest assured, I will definitely be able to give you a generous reward to your satisfaction. "
"You are a wizard, so noble, why waste time on a small servant like Thorne."
Melda said, looking at Thorn next to him, and said, "Thorn, back to the mansion, our courtyard has not been cleaned yet. Remember, sweep it a few times, don't have a little dust, you know Really?
Melda said plainly, but it revealed a high taste.
That's right, Thorne is a slave to their family.
Although Thorne is relatively free and can come out to do some things and is relatively idle, this cannot change Thorne's original identity.
He is just the humble one of the thousands of slaves of the Kandis family.
"I ... I ... Mr. Morin, I ..." Thorne gripped the hands of the cross sword, and then relaxed again, sweating on his forehead, a pair of very nervous, Very disturbed.
Thorne never thought that one day he would face such a dilemma.
How to do?
What should I do?
Thorne was distraught at this time.
Melda frowned frowning as Thorn didn't move. He seemed to want to say something more. At this time, Moline flipped the witchcraft book in his hand.
Thorne shuddered at the sound of Morin flipping through witchcraft books.
He seemed to suddenly have a great courage that could not be said, and he squeezed the cross sword in his hand and stood opposite Melda.
"Torn you ..." Melda's face sank.
Obviously he didn't expect Thorne to dare to stop him, as did several other guards, his eyes became very strange when he looked at Thorne.
"Master Melda ..." Thorne exhaled deeply and said, "I'm sorry."
"Please leave here."
The look on Melda's face suddenly became ashen.
He sneered and said, "Torn, you dare to stop me, I am really curious, where are you brave!"
Melda told the other guards not to intervene, and then he pulled out the cross sword and rushed towards Thorne.
He thought he would be able to deal with Thorne, but Melda was wrong. Thorne followed Moline for two months, and he was even stronger than him.
After a fierce battle, Melda lost.
Thorne slowly retracted the sword placed on Melda's neck, his body backed away, silent.
"let's go!"
Melda lightly wiped the neck with a handful of blood. He glanced at Morin, and after seeing Thorne deeply, he hummed coldly and left with many Tuso guards.
Thorne looked at An quietly in his chair and looked at the books of witchcraft, as if at a glance at Mo Lin who didn't care about anything, he cleaned himself.
But in his heart, Thorne sighed. He knew that things would not end like this.
Sure enough, a few days later, the Kandis family paid the salaries of slaves, and Thorne had just received the money before going out of the door, and was surrounded by a few strong people.
Those people dragged Thorne to a dark place, beaten hard, and then snatched his money.
"Torn, wait, Master Melda said, the days to come will continue."
A bald man grabbed Thorne's hair and whispered in Thorne's ear.
He slammed Thorne's head the ground, then stepped on Thorne's feet, and spit a few sputum on Thorne before taking the person away.
Thorne stumbled up from the ground.
He had been anticipating what had happened, and he was not surprised or surprised.
But Thorne was still very happy.
Because those people did not find the money he had hidden in secret.
Thorne dragged his bruised body, came to a shop, bought something, and then came under a big tree, waiting quietly.
His face was a little flushed, and his heart was uneasy, even more uneasy than when he was facing Melda.
After a while, a beautiful young girl ran over.
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"Thorn!"
The girl looked at Thorne and exclaimed.
"Hina." Thorne smiled and his face seemed to glow, saying: "I bought you a pigeon bun you like most. You eat it."
With that, Thorne held out his hand.
In his hand, there is a bun that he carefully wrapped with white veil.
At this time, Thorne's hand, Thorne's whole body and the whole body, all formed a sharp contrast with the bun.
"Thorn!"
Tears appeared in Hina's eyes. At this time, she thought of some things she had heard in the mansion before, and she couldn't control her. She burst into tears.
She threw herself into Thorne's arms and held Thorne, her shoulders shook and she burst into tears.