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Chapter 1068 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (55)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (Fifty-Five)

Darcy was surprised. "Restoration potion? Isn't that something even rarer than holy water?"

In shock, he suddenly noticed that his niece's long red hair, which she was so proud of, had been cut even shorter than those brats'. He stretched out his hand with trembling hands, "Your hair, what happened to your hair? Who did this?"

Hill's nose felt a little sore, but he still smiled.

"No one, I cut it myself and exchanged it for three gold coins."

There was some regret in her voice, but more of it was unconcealable happiness.

"Didn't they always say that my red hair was beautiful and could be sold for a good price if I wanted? So I cut it off and got this bottle of recovery potion in exchange."

She pushed her uncle back and said, "Let's not talk about this for now, uncle. Hurry up and give Aunt the potion so that she can recover her health! Then we will work hard and start to reopen our tailor shop with Aunt's craftsmanship. I'm grown up now and can help in the shop. Uncle, you can go out and find another job. We will be able to return to our previous life soon!"

There was an unconcealed joy and anticipation in her voice, but Darcy felt bitter as he held the bottle.

"Hill...this can't be a real recovery potion. You must have been tricked."

His steps were so heavy, and no one knew better than him and his lover how much Hill cherished that red hair.

But someone actually took advantage of their saddest moment and stole Hill's long red hair. It was all because of their uncle and aunt's incompetence, otherwise how could it turn out like this!

The thought of this made Darcy feel extremely heartbroken. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

"I'll get my weapon. Let's go. I'll get back the gold coins you were cheated of."

That was a gold coin! He had exchanged one-third of Hill's hair for it. He would never allow anyone to cheat him out of that precious coin!

Hill was dragged a few steps by him and shouted anxiously.

"Uncle, Uncle Darcy! I haven't been deceived. Please try it on Auntie first, just in case it's true!"

The person who sold her the recovery potion was the one she trusted the most. There was absolutely no way she had been cheated. Moreover, the potion was obviously real. Uncle Darcy was just too worried about her.

Darcy looked at her with an expression that said, "You're still young and don't know how dangerous the world is." Hill felt helpless but still reached out and hugged his emaciated uncle. "Uncle, let's give it a try. As long as there's hope of curing Aunt, we should give it a try first, right?"

She coaxed him and saw that her uncle's expression was struggling.

"Just give it a try, uncle. Besides, I still have two gold coins. Even if I get cheated, I'm only missing one gold coin."

Darcy lowered his head, reached out and touched her short hair that looked like it had been cut by a dog, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Uncle will try it first."

In fact, he also had a humble hope in his heart, maybe, maybe this potion was real?

Together, they pushed open the door to the best room. A thin woman lying on the big bed had woken up at some point and was looking at them with tenderness in her eyes.

"I seem to have heard you quarreling. What happened? My dear, you never quarrel with Hill. And my dear Hill, your hair..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hill jumped to her bed and held her aunt's hands.

"Of course my uncle and I won't quarrel. Something happy happened."

"Happy things?"

"Yes, Uncle Darcy."

Darcy carefully walked to the bedside holding the bottle and pulled out the cork.

"Mary Jane, come on, drink this."

Mary Jane looked at the bottle of potion, then at the hope in her niece and lover's eyes, and suddenly she was speechless.

She simply nodded gently and drank the potion.

The next second, a bright white light enveloped her whole body. Hill and Darcy were surprised and frightened, but soon, under the healing of the white light, Mary Jane's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the feeling of illness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! It's true, this pharmacist is actually real!"

Hill cried with joy and hugged his uncle, and Darcy even knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

"God of Light, thank you for your grace and glory..."

"uncle!"

Hill grabbed Darcy and pointed out something wrong to Darcy's confused face.

"Don't thank the God of Light. This isn't the work of the Church or the God of Light. It's a pharmacist named Nings who created this high-quality and affordable recovery potion. That's why I was able to buy such a good intermediate recovery potion with just one gold coin, and my aunt was able to recover!"

Darcy now understood everything she said and nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with the God of Light, and even less so with those parasites in the church. Thank you, Lord Nings, for your selflessness and kindness. We will always remember his glory and grace!"

Hill smiled and sat down beside the bed, hugging Mary Jane's arm, who had recovered. He said, "That's right! Thank you, Lord Nings. I will use the two gold coins to buy two more bottles tomorrow, so we don't have to worry about it anymore!"

Darcy was shocked and quickly stood up from the ground.

"No, you can keep your two gold coins. I have ten gold coins. You can exchange them all."

One gold coin can be exchanged for such an effective recovery potion, he must cherish it!

He didn't want to face the painful days of almost losing his lover again!

"I can spend my money on you too. We are a family!"

Hill curled his lips, but under Aunt Mary Jane's gentle gaze, he agreed.

"Okay, then I'll contact him tomorrow. I'll also ask him for help to thank Master Ning Si for his selflessness!"

Darcy and Mary Jane: "Of course!"

It wasn't just them. Similar voices were heard from thousands of families in the past few nights. They went from being pious to the Church of Light to cursing at it.

In the end, everyone agreed to praise and glorify Lord Nings, the great and selfless pharmacist. Bottles of recovery potions were also secretly circulated, and soon turned into gold coins one after another. These gold coins followed one hidden line after another and finally fell into the pockets of Nings and his companions.

The Church of Light, which was still trying to control more nobles and poor people with holy water, was still unaware of all this.