Chapter 1071 Conditions
The dwarf king's laughter stopped instantly, like a closed faucet, and the hall fell silent for an instant. Even Zach and others who were talking quietly shut their mouths.
"Why?" This was what the dwarf king finally said after hesitating for a long time.
I said calmly: "Because my godfather's waist is a big deal, and we can't delay it for a moment."
The Dwarf King and the Goblin King were silent. They looked at each other and suddenly laughed. The Dwarf King said: "Go, since you said so, then go."
The Goblin King patted my back and said, "Go back quickly, or my brother will start talking about you again."
"Okay" I saluted the two kings, turned around and left quickly.
I didn't go directly to the airship base, but to the adventurer base, because I wanted to find out through Harold what Raphael's hobbies were.
I vaguely remember that he seems to prefer smoking some kind of grass. I don’t remember the name, but the effect should be similar to cigarettes on earth.
The call crystal was quickly connected, and I explained the situation to the staff on the other end. About an hour later, Harold's voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's Xiaoyi, why are you so anxious to see me?" ?”
"I want to ask you about Raphael."
Before I could finish speaking, Harold suddenly interrupted: "About Raphael, Xiaoyi, I also have something to say to you."
"What?"
"Actually, Raphael, he is no longer in Airei City."
"Not in Airei City anymore?" I felt cold in my heart. Could it be that my first plan was going to go to waste so soon?
While he was feeling depressed, Harold added: "I have brought him and his daughter here, and they are now living in the guild dormitory. I wanted to tell you at first."
"well done!"
"What?" Harold seemed to have not heard me clearly and asked again.
"I said you did a good job, very good," I said, "By the way, I'll take the magic airship over now, and we'll discuss it in detail when we get there."
"okay."
The magic airship flew for a whole day before arriving at Dashai City.
It was already afternoon. After getting off the airship, I went straight to the New Valiant Guild.
Jin Siqi was already waiting at the door. When she saw me coming, she quickly came over and said, "You are covered in sweat. How anxious are you?"
"Of course I'm anxious. I can't wait to fly over directly."
Jin Siqi was puzzled: "You are so anxious to see Raphael. Is there something wrong at home? Someone is sick?"
"You really guessed it," I said: "My godfather is sick, and I need to find a personal doctor to take care of him."
"Who is your godfather?" Jin Siqi asked.
"Dewey."
"Dewey?" Jin Siqi frowned: "Why does this name sound so familiar?"
"You must be familiar with him," I said, "but you usually don't call him by his name directly, but call him 'Master Dewey'."
"What!" Jin Siqi was shocked: "You said Master Dewey is yours"
"Shhh" I made a silent gesture towards her: "It's good that you know this, don't make it public."
"Okay." Jin Siqi nodded dullly.
When we entered the office, Harold was leaning against the window and looking out. When he saw me coming, he hurriedly came over and saluted me. I waved my hand and refused: "We are friends, so don't stick to these etiquettes. Let's talk about the situation." Why did you bring him here to live?"
Harold sighed and said: "It's not because of the fact that the York Han City Guild settled in Airey City. There is a large guild called the Knights of the Round Table. The president is an addict. He can't live without Purple Heart Grass all day long. In order to satisfy his selfish desires, They forcibly occupied Raphael’s villa and all his property, and now Raphael is just a poor doctor in poverty.”
"Isn't he the number one doctor in Airei City? With this title, it shouldn't be difficult for him to make a comeback."
"It's not that easy." Harold said, "Don't forget, he is a drug addict and is very dependent on purple heart grass, and the price of purple heart grass is very expensive. Now he can be said to have only his daughter. He has nothing left, but luckily he still has humanity and didn’t trade Little Betty for Purple Heart Grass, otherwise, I wouldn’t have taken him here to live.”
I nodded and said, "Where is he now? Take me to see him."
"What are you going to do?" Harold asked.
"Of course I have to find a place for him." I smiled and said, "After all, your friend is also my friend."
I always thought purple heartgrass was just something similar to cigarettes, but when I met Raphael, my mind changed.
In the room, on the bed, Raphael was leaning motionless in the corner, looking haggard.
His body has become so thin that he is skin and bones, his face is also sallow, and his dull eyes twitch from time to time, as if to tell us that his master is still sane.
Compared with Raphael, who was so thin that he was out of shape, his daughter, little Betty, was much more normal. However, this normality was limited to her body. Her spirit seemed to be even more depressed than her father's.
I nodded to Harold and Jin Siqi, walked into the house, and closed the door behind me.
As the door clicked, Raphael turned to me stiffly, his eyes moved twice, his lips opened, and he made a dry voice: "It's you."
"It's me," I said, "An Xiaoyi."
Little Betty also raised her head and glanced at me at this time, but the disgust in her eyes no longer showed when we first met, and instead became pitiful.
I walked in between them, pulled up a chair, sat down, and said, "Long time no see, Raphael, your appearance now surprises me."
".Ha" Raphael laughed as if he was mocking himself. He moved his lips vigorously and uttered a few words again: "If you want to laugh, just laugh."
"No, I'm not here to laugh at you," I said, "On the contrary, after knowing your situation, I plan to help you."
"Help me?" Raphael forced out these words, his dry face showing a rare expression of surprise.
"Yes," I said, "because you are a doctor, and I happen to need a doctor."
"Really?" Raphael's eyes lit up again. He sat up with difficulty and said slowly and dryly: "Who do you want me to save?"
"Save yourself first," I said. "Although I need a doctor, I need someone who is healthy, not someone who is about to die."
"I'm not sick." Raphael swallowed, and his voice suddenly became urgent: "I, I just want to take a sip of Purple Heart Grass, just a sip."
"I'm sorry, I don't have Purple Heart Grass." I spread my hands: "Besides, I have no interest in that thing at all. Also, you don't seem to have figured out where we are now. It's me who is helping you, not I’m begging you, so I should be the one to put forward the conditions, not you.”