Chapter 837

After a while, Eureka felt Jon's physical condition and nodded gently: "his decay has slowed down, and his physical quality shows signs of recovery. This recovery will last for about half a year, and then continue to decline until he dies."

"On the whole, your attempt is a great success, but the corresponding loss is also great." Eureka looked at the empty medicine bottle with some distressed eyes. These costs must be at least twenty or thirty thousand magic crystals, right?

"But at least you saved Jon's life. According to his current state, it's absolutely no problem to stick to it for two years."

Eureka's words are full of joy. Jon will live a few more years and bring more data.

However, angel's expression did not show much joy. His original intention was to let Jon prolong his life for at least 20 years, and then think of other ways to see if he could improve Jon's longevity. But now, the set goal has not been achieved, not to mention, it has been reduced tenfold.

How can this make angel happy.

"You don't look happy. Now you think of these drugs?" Eureka road.

"The medicine itself was bought for tutor Jon. Why bother?" Angel paused. "Lord Eureka, can mentor Jon only be frozen now?"

"You want Jon to recover?"

"Yes."

"You can unseal the ice coffin, but once unsealed, the erosion of great will will accelerate, and he will die out completely in no more than half a month."

In other words, if frozen, you can prolong your life for two years. If unsealed, it will take half a month at most.

"Didn't you say you would find a way to save him?" Eureka looked down at angel with her arms in her arms.

"I'm sure I'll find a way to save mentor Jon." Angel seems to be answering Eureka, but he is more talking to himself.

"Then I'll wait and see." Eureka said and turned to the ice room.

Before Eureka was about to be heard in the dark corridor, angel suddenly whispered, "mentor Jon is free anyway."

Eureka stepped. She understood the meaning of angel's words. She didn't turn around, He said lightly, "freedom? He has been shackled since he came to the wizard world. All his actions have been involuntarily eroded by the will of the world. Which do you think is the better end of being imprisoned by the world, or by wizards, or by himself?"

"Freedom has long been wasted. Even you and I can't talk about freedom, let alone him."

Eureka's voice became more and more ethereal, and finally disappeared completely. Angel stayed in the ice chamber and fell into a long silence.

Eureka's words may have sophistry, but they are not unreasonable. Even from a certain point of view, maybe angel is also imprisoning Jon's freedom.

However, without reaching that height, the so-called topic of freedom is actually false.

Angel also doesn't want to think about the difference between "conceptual freedom" and "relative freedom". His only thought now is to let Jon continue to live.

Angel stayed in the ice room all day and night, imprinted the exhausted and pale face in the ice coffin into his mind, and then turned away.

……

The sunshine outside is very warm, and the fragrant fragrance lingers in the whole manor.

Angel originally planned to directly shut down to find a way to save his mentor, but before that, he decided to go to Tulu. After all, he was his guide. He didn't know how long the closure would last. At least he had to deal with these trivial things first.

Angel walked towards the gate of the manor. Before long, he saw the maid Ollie running over with a food basket in her red face.

"Young master, this is the milk cake baked by maid mana herself. I was specially instructed to bring it." Ollie looked at angel with a shy face. When she was a child, angel looked exquisite. Now she is elegant and handsome. Even her young master, Ollie can't help being a flower maniac.

"My taste has changed a little compared with before, but I still thank the maid mana." Angel took the basket with a smile, endured the desire to taste it immediately and said softly.

Angel put the basket into the bracelet and continued to walk towards the door. Ollie immediately followed up.

"Anything else?" Angel looked at Ollie suspiciously.

Ollie deflated her mouth and said wrongfully, "young master, don't you forget that I'm the young master's personal maid. I couldn't find the young master a few days ago. Now naturally, I have to follow closely. Please tell me what you need."

Angel was stunned: "in fact, I don't need it. I'm used to being alone outside..."

Before Angel finished, Ollie's eyes were red.

Angel could only choke on the rest and sighed, "well, I really have something to do now."

Seeing that Ollie was attracted by the topic and stopped pulling, angel said, "please help me find the maid mana and ask her to wait for me in the hall. I have something to discuss with him. Also, I'd better call my brother."

After he had separated Ollie, angel continued to walk out.

He did have something to do with Leon and mana. After all, he came back not only alone, but also with the hope of an ethnic group.

All the servants met along the way greeted Angel respectfully. The servant who was in the wheat field also knew the identity of angel at this time. When he saw angel coming, he carefully said hello.

Whoever it was, angel responded with a polite smile.

When angel left, the servant in the wheat field sighed. It seemed that the little young master was really as gentle as the rumor. He didn't blame him for not recognizing his sin that day. Instead, he cared that he couldn't sleep these days.

Angel didn't know what these servants were thinking. He came to the door of the manor, glanced at the owl pretending to be dead on the treetop, and then walked out of the manor without looking back.

His target is the sheriff's log cabin.

There are no fewer people in Gelu town who know Angel than those in the manor. However, compared with the awe of the servants in the manor, most of the neighbors think angel is returning from his study tour in the capital. In terms of attitude, they treat him as a child, which is a little more cordial than the servants of the manor.

"Master pat, are you back from your studies?" It was an old scholar smoking a cigarette who sat in front of a small wooden house and greeted angel in the shade of sunflowers.

Angel was not in a hurry to find Uncle George and said, "Grandpa parxia, why did you learn to smoke hookah with Uncle Tim?"

"What do you mean I learn from him? Tim learned from me!" Parxia immediately retorted, "at first, I taught Tim the Hick to smoke hookah, but then I quit and Tim continued to smoke."

"What quit or not? At the beginning, it was clear that you were too poor to afford tobacco." It was a burly man named Tim who came out of a wooden house next to parxia's house.

Parxia is an old scholar in the town. He wandered around when he was young. He has a wide range of knowledge and likes to show off. Tim is parxia's neighbor and the only blacksmith in the town. In fact, he is also a servant of Pat's manor. However, after he got married, he was allowed by old pat to live outside the manor.

The two men are both neighbors and bad friends.

"Master pat, you're back, but the Viscount often misses you." While saluting angel, Tim held out his hand and grabbed parsia's cigarette gun: "master pat is in front of you. You still smoke and call yourself a pedant. You can't even be polite!"

Parxia coughed twice and didn't have a good airway: "you mean to say me. Obviously you've seen master pat before and haven't put down your cigarette gun."

"Anyway, I'm doing it for you. Don't smoke. Look what you cough like." Tim said.

Parxia couldn't get the cigarette gun back, so he had to stamp his foot reluctantly: "Alas, you don't smoke now, and don't stop me from smoking."

Angel looked funny. In the past, Tim smoked the most fiercely, but parxia didn't smoke. Now it's the opposite. Parxia began to smoke, but Tim didn't smoke. I don't know what happened here?

"Accident? No accident." Hearing angel's inquiry, Tim helped parxia say: "The main reason is that there are too many refugees nearby. They often come to the town to steal things and sometimes catch livestock. An old scholar's cow was stolen and roasted by those refugees. When we arrived, there was only a huge cow left... Alas, we dare not touch them. They are useless. Even if they are caught by George, we can't punish them What is it? "

Parxia also sighed, "pity my cow."

"I have nothing, so I have no scruples." Angel said after a long silence.

"Yes, that's what we mean. We can only passively strengthen our defense, but we can't stand too many refugees." Tim shook his head and spit out a smoke ring: "when will the war come to an end? Moreover, it seems that our Yamei province is also windy and rainy."

"Tim is right. Maybe one day we will become these refugees. That's why I'm anxious. That's why I smoke... Ah?! Tim!! you smoke with my cigarette gun!" When parxia was half talking, he suddenly saw Tim's face in the clouds. He was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

The two quarreled again.

The heavy atmosphere originally rendered disappeared.

"Don't worry, even if the whole Canary Empire Falls, Gru town is definitely the safest place." Angel said with certainty.

Parxia and Tim didn't know where angel came from, but when they looked at angel's expression, they didn't seem to be faking, but they believed it.

After angel left, parxia suddenly said to Tim, "I don't know why, I suddenly feel much better."

Tim nodded suspiciously: "me too. It seems that when master pat comes back, we also have the feeling of finding our backbone."

"You say, will pat manor be unsealed?" The two fell into a whisper. As for the smoking problem they had argued before, they slowly put it down