Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 487 You Better Not Touch Me

In the scorching underground chamber, an old man and a young man were passionately discussing alchemy knowledge.

Kyrie, the great witch doctor, unconsciously began to change how he addressed Lachlan. As their discussion deepened, he went from calling Lachlan "kid" to "young man," then to "your excellency." Finally, he directly called him "little friend."

The change in address indicated Kyrie's changing attitude towards Lachlan. The term "little friend" represented his affection for this young man and his attitude of equal interaction.

"Little friend, why did you lie to me?"

After an hour had passed, Kyrie's face turned red with excitement as he stared at Lachlan with a glint in his eye.

"Huh? What do you mean by lying to you? I didn't lie about anything," replied Lachlan with confusion on his face.

Just moments ago they were getting along well; why did Kyrie suddenly turn hostile? It seemed that Raphael was right - this great witch doctor had a capricious personality!

"Hmph! You haven't lied yet? You're not just knowledgeable about alchemy - you're incredibly proficient!"

"You still think you're not lying?"

At last, Kyrie couldn't help but smile as he spoke. His previously stern expression softened.

Lachlan was sweating profusely as he laughed and said, "Alchemy is vast and profound. I dare not say that I am proficient. Sir, you're too kind!"

Kyrie waved his hand dismissively, "Enough of your false modesty! And stop calling me 'sir.' We share similar interests; today your insights into alchemy and ancient medicine have given me a sense of enlightenment."

"We can be considered friends now! How about we become sworn brothers?"

"What? Sworn brothers?"

Lachlan looked at him strangely. This great witch doctor really didn't follow convention when it came to social norms... it seemed like every moment was unpredictable...

"Why not? Do you look down on me or something?" asked Kyrie with a frown on his face while staring at him intently. His fiery red hair looked like it might explode any second - truly resembling that of a fire lion.

"How could that be possible?! I'm just surprised by your kindness!" replied Lachlan seriously.

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At this moment, Kyrie was amazed by his understanding of Lachlan. He didn't just want to become brothers with him on a whim, but had his own considerations.

Lachlan's insights and accomplishments in alchemy seemed to open up a whole new world for Kyrie. In just a short conversation, he had already obtained at least five precious formulas from Lachlan. Kyrie had been obsessed with alchemy for years and it was clear how impressed he was. By becoming brothers with Lachlan, he knew that his own achievements in alchemy would eventually reach new heights.

He couldn't let go of this walking "alchemy secret book" that was Lachlan. As for Lachlan himself, he also admired Kyrie greatly.

He knew his own business!

It was entirely because he obtained the jade pendant inheritance that he had achieved his current accomplishments and knowledge.

However, this great witch doctor had relied solely on his years of cultivation and research to attain his current level of achievement. It was truly admirable!

It can be said that after this in-depth discussion, a mutual feeling of sympathy had developed between Lachlan and Kyrie.

Next, Kyrie directly took Lachlan's hand and, with an oath to heaven and earth, they became sworn brothers.

Of course, the dialogue about not

asking to be born on the same day but to die on the same day naturally followed. After the ceremony, the great witch doctor burst into

laughter, saying, "Lachlan, rest

I

of

assured, I am at the phe

Nascent Soul stage, and Lean live for at least three to five hundred

more years, haha..."

Upon hearing this, Lachlan responded with a surprised "Oh?" and said, "Then I better quickly improve my strength so that I don't just live for a mere hundred and eighty years and burden my elder brother, hehe..."

With these words, the two laughed heartily.

Then, Lachlan cleared his throat, changed his tone, and felt that it was time to get down to business.

"Brother, my daughter has been afflicted with a strange curse. That's the reason I came to find you this time," he said.

"Take a look..." Upon hearing this, Kyrie waved his hand and said, "No need for explanations, we are now brothers, and your daughter is my niece. Where is she now? I'll go see her."

"In that case, you go up first, and I'll gather some things and join you."

Hearing this, he exclaimed, "Great!"

Initially, he thought he would have to bring Nora along, but it turned out that Kyrie himself would personally go to lift the curse on his daughter.

Lachlan had previously come down with Darius, so he was familiar with the way and followed the same path back to the ground floor of the small building.

However, when he arrived, he couldn't help but be stunned.

In the hall, sitting there unexpectedly were two "familiar faces", engaged in a conversation with Darius.

As they saw Lachlan entering from the backyard of the small building, the three of them turned their gazes towards him.

Upon seeing Lachlan, Altha and Penelope paused for a moment, and then a sinister smile appeared on their faces. Darius's face became cold and filled with a chilling gaze as he stared at Lachlan. "Lachlan! You've come out?" Altha asked with a sinister tone the next second.

Penelope glared at Lachlan with resentment and said, "You piece of garbage, you seem surprised, don't you? You never would have dreamed that you would encounter us here, right?" With a mocking tone, she asked, "Guess why we're here?"

Lachlan askrf expressionlessly, "Why? What does Nemesis Pavilion have to do with you?"

Through gritted teeth, Penelope replied, "You clever bastard! So, there is retribution in the workings of fate! Heaven had a path for you, but you barged into hell!"

At this moment, Darius stood up and coldly and indifferently asked Lachlan, "Kid, did you kill Diego, right?"

Lachlan hesitated for a moment and nodded, saying, "It was me. What about it?"

Darius sneered, "Diego was my disciple!"

Upon hearing this, Lachlan opened

his mouth to say something. However, Darius interrupted him, saying, "You don't need to defend yourself don't care about the

cause and effect of this matte net

nor

do I care who was right or wrong between you, Diego, and Altha. I have no interest in fairness; I'm only here to avenge my disciple! So, prepare to leave your life behind!"

Upon hearing this, Lachlan shook his head and said, "Little Darius, I have no intention of defending myself. just want to remind you that you better not lay a finger on me! There

is a generational gap between us

UMS

now!"