Chapter 93
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"Sir Beazly...Sir Beazly!!
The kids...." Said the halting worried Mané.
Beazly. "Mané! What's wrong??"
Mané. "They're falling sick at an extreme race, they say their stomach and heart hurts them!"
Beazly, looking furiously. "WHAT!!
This is surely the effect of those candy and toys... THAT MORON!!!"
Mané. "What should we do now?? Am afraid there is no one in our tribe that can heal them."
Beazly thinks for a moment, then remembers that before returning home. Love gave them all some healing elixirs in case it was needed.
"I have something, wait a minute!"Beazly quickly takes them out of his bag, then departs towards the sick children.
"There isn't much of this, and I am not sure whether it will help them..."
Mané. "What's that Sir?"
Mané. "What's that Sir?"
Beazly. "...Medicine."
All the sick children were gathered into one tent, with the elder women taking care of them.
Beazly arrives, and enters the tent...
"How are they?" He asks.
One of the women replied. "Not good. They don't respond to our natural medicine.
They're in pain!"
Beazly leans towards one of the sick children and asks him.
"Tell me what hurts you exactly?"
"...My...Stomach...And chest...I can hardly..Bre..ath!!" He answers in pain!
Beazly stands up and orders the woman.
"Take this, mix it with some hot soup and give each one of them a little of it."
She takes them immediatly and hurries up to prepare it.
Beazly goes out of the tent, and Mané follows him.
"...You think he's trying to poison us all so he'll have our land?" He asks.
Beazly. "That is the only thing that I can think of...For that number of kids to fall sick at once.
This is surely no coincidence.
I got to find him, he can't escape my sight anymore!!
But first, i'll have to make sure the kids get better..."
Beazly kept guarding the tent and checking every now and then on the kids...
Spent all day doing so, until night came down.
"Son. It's getting late here... You should get some sleep." His father came checking on him
Beazly. "No it's alright, I don't feel tired or anything."
Father. "I brought you some food and drink, in case...
How is it inside?"
Beazly. "They're all sleeping now, not sure if their state is getting better.
We'll see by tomorrow morning.
Go sleep dad."
Father. "Alright son, my prayers are with you..."
Beazly spends the whole night sitting next to the fire that he now makes so differently from before.
*Early at the morning*
Beazly is in between being awake and asleep.
Suddenly, one of the kids get out of the tent and pokes him
"Uncle Beazly! Uncle Beazly!"
Beazly wakes up.
"Oh!! Hey you're good? How do you feel??" He holds the kid and shakes him up.
"Hhahahaha yes yes im fine, nothing hurts me now."
Beazly lets out a sigh of relief.
"Thank God, what about the others?? wake them up for me!"
It appears that everyone is now feeling good. The elixir did his thing!
'I owe Master Love a lot more now...
Still, the real question here is how to deal with this situation, it's very ambigious and I cannot leave searching for this evil man.
That will make it dangereous for everybody here...'Said the leader in his mind.
'But it's a matter of time before he appears again, and i'll be here waiting for him!!'
...
Herald on the other hand, was facing another kind of tough time.
Muruem finally decided to break it all down at the table.
"...So you now have your PHD I assume? Right?"
Herald. 'Here we go...'
"Emmm No, not really...The trip was to just enhance my qualities and chances in getting it."
He replies, while looking down at the table.
Muruem. "Aaah....But you surely got a certificate that prooves you've went to study abroad."
Herald. "Oh yeah, yeah surely. Or else what's the point Hhahahahahah"
There's a famous saying that says men are terrible liars. In fact they're not, it's just that women, being a more emotional sensible person, can feel the lie from truth, the danger from the safe, better than men would. Even if Herald is keeping his composure, she feels something is sketchy.
"I see... I'd like to see it sometime when we go back home.
But tell me, I think your PHD exam is coming this month right?"
Herald. "Yes, it is. That is why i only stayed home these couple days..."
Muruem. "I see, goodluck baby!"
Herald smiles weirdly, he too knows that the way she talks is abnormal.
"Thanks..Honey."
Muruem holds the fork and pins it on the table.
"As for our marriage... You don't think of when will it be?"
Herald. "Sure i think of it, how could you think i am not?"
Muruem. "Am just asking, so...When?"
Herald is getting a bit nervous. "Soon honey, soon... Sometime this summer.
Maybe September?
I would have already got my PHD and posted for a job at the university.
Muruem. "Hmmmm...Yeah that would be a good time for that."
She smiles, geniuinely...
Herald holds her hand, as to make her sure of his words...She lets him hold it for just a moment then take it back and says.
"Let's go..It's getting late and I have work tomorrow morning."
"Ah..Alright..." He replies, as he looked thoughtfully towards her.
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"Sir Beazly...Sir Beazly!!
The kids...." Said the halting worried Mané.
Beazly. "Mané! What's wrong??"
Mané. "They're falling sick at an extreme race, they say their stomach and heart hurts them!"
Beazly, looking furiously. "WHAT!!
This is surely the effect of those candy and toys... THAT MORON!!!"
Mané. "What should we do now?? Am afraid there is no one in our tribe that can heal them."
Beazly thinks for a moment, then remembers that before returning home. Love gave them all some healing elixirs in case it was needed.
"I have something, wait a minute!"Beazly quickly takes them out of his bag, then departs towards the sick children.
"There isn't much of this, and I am not sure whether it will help them..."
Mané. "What's that Sir?"
Mané. "What's that Sir?"
Beazly. "...Medicine."
All the sick children were gathered into one tent, with the elder women taking care of them.
Beazly arrives, and enters the tent...
"How are they?" He asks.
One of the women replied. "Not good. They don't respond to our natural medicine.
They're in pain!"
Beazly leans towards one of the sick children and asks him.
"Tell me what hurts you exactly?"
"...My...Stomach...And chest...I can hardly..Bre..ath!!" He answers in pain!
Beazly stands up and orders the woman.
"Take this, mix it with some hot soup and give each one of them a little of it."
She takes them immediatly and hurries up to prepare it.
Beazly goes out of the tent, and Mané follows him.
"...You think he's trying to poison us all so he'll have our land?" He asks.
Beazly. "That is the only thing that I can think of...For that number of kids to fall sick at once.
This is surely no coincidence.
I got to find him, he can't escape my sight anymore!!
But first, i'll have to make sure the kids get better..."
Beazly kept guarding the tent and checking every now and then on the kids...
Spent all day doing so, until night came down.
"Son. It's getting late here... You should get some sleep." His father came checking on him
Beazly. "No it's alright, I don't feel tired or anything."
Father. "I brought you some food and drink, in case...
How is it inside?"
Beazly. "They're all sleeping now, not sure if their state is getting better.
We'll see by tomorrow morning.
Go sleep dad."
Father. "Alright son, my prayers are with you..."
Beazly spends the whole night sitting next to the fire that he now makes so differently from before.
*Early at the morning*
Beazly is in between being awake and asleep.
Suddenly, one of the kids get out of the tent and pokes him
"Uncle Beazly! Uncle Beazly!"
Beazly wakes up.
"Oh!! Hey you're good? How do you feel??" He holds the kid and shakes him up.
"Hhahahaha yes yes im fine, nothing hurts me now."
Beazly lets out a sigh of relief.
"Thank God, what about the others?? wake them up for me!"
It appears that everyone is now feeling good. The elixir did his thing!
'I owe Master Love a lot more now...
Still, the real question here is how to deal with this situation, it's very ambigious and I cannot leave searching for this evil man.
That will make it dangereous for everybody here...'Said the leader in his mind.
'But it's a matter of time before he appears again, and i'll be here waiting for him!!'
...
Herald on the other hand, was facing another kind of tough time.
Muruem finally decided to break it all down at the table.
"...So you now have your PHD I assume? Right?"
Herald. 'Here we go...'
"Emmm No, not really...The trip was to just enhance my qualities and chances in getting it."
He replies, while looking down at the table.
Muruem. "Aaah....But you surely got a certificate that prooves you've went to study abroad."
Herald. "Oh yeah, yeah surely. Or else what's the point Hhahahahahah"
There's a famous saying that says men are terrible liars. In fact they're not, it's just that women, being a more emotional sensible person, can feel the lie from truth, the danger from the safe, better than men would. Even if Herald is keeping his composure, she feels something is sketchy.
"I see... I'd like to see it sometime when we go back home.
But tell me, I think your PHD exam is coming this month right?"
Herald. "Yes, it is. That is why i only stayed home these couple days..."
Muruem. "I see, goodluck baby!"
Herald smiles weirdly, he too knows that the way she talks is abnormal.
"Thanks..Honey."
Muruem holds the fork and pins it on the table.
"As for our marriage... You don't think of when will it be?"
Herald. "Sure i think of it, how could you think i am not?"
Muruem. "Am just asking, so...When?"
Herald is getting a bit nervous. "Soon honey, soon... Sometime this summer.
Maybe September?
I would have already got my PHD and posted for a job at the university.
Muruem. "Hmmmm...Yeah that would be a good time for that."
She smiles, geniuinely...
Herald holds her hand, as to make her sure of his words...She lets him hold it for just a moment then take it back and says.
"Let's go..It's getting late and I have work tomorrow morning."
"Ah..Alright..." He replies, as he looked thoughtfully towards her.
"Sir Beazly...Sir Beazly!!The kids...." Said the halting worried Man.Beazly. "Man! What's wrong??"Man. "They're falling sick at an extreme race, they say their stomach and heart hurts them!"Beazly, looking furiously. "WHAT!!This is surely the effect of those candy and toys... THAT MORON!!!"Man. "What should we do now?? Am afraid there is no one in our tribe that can heal them."Beazly thinks for a moment, then remembers that before returning home. Love gave them all some healing elixirs in case it was needed."I have something, wait a minute!"Beazly quickly takes them out of his bag, then departs towards the sick children."There isn't much of this, and I am not sure whether it will help them..."Man. "What's that Sir?"Man. "What's that Sir?"Beazly. "...Medicine."All the sick children were gathered into one tent, with the elder women taking care of them.Beazly arrives, and enters the tent..."How are they?" He asks.One of the women replied. "Not good. They don't respond to our natural medicine.They're in pain!"Beazly leans towards one of the sick children and asks him."Tell me what hurts you exactly?""...My...Stomach...And chest...I can hardly..Bre..ath!!" He answers in pain!Beazly stands up and orders the woman."Take this, mix it with some hot soup and give each one of them a little of it."She takes them immediatly and hurries up to prepare it.Beazly goes out of the tent, and Man follows him."...You think he's trying to poison us all so he'll have our land?" He asks.Beazly. "That is the only thing that I can think of...For that number of kids to fall sick at once.This is surely no coincidence.I got to find him, he can't escape my sight anymore!!But first, i'll have to make sure the kids get better..."Beazly kept guarding the tent and checking every now and then on the kids...Spent all day doing so, until night came down."Son. It's getting late here... You should get some sleep." His father came checking on himBeazly. "No it's alright, I don't feel tired or anything."Father. "I brought you some food and drink, in case...How is it inside?"Beazly. "They're all sleeping now, not sure if their state is getting better.We'll see by tomorrow morning.Go sleep dad."Father. "Alright son, my prayers are with you..."Beazly spends the whole night sitting next to the fire that he now makes so differently from before.*Early at the morning*Beazly is in between being awake and asleep.Suddenly, one of the kids get out of the tent and pokes him"Uncle Beazly! Uncle Beazly!"Beazly wakes up."Oh!! Hey you're good? How do you feel??" He holds the kid and shakes him up."Hhahahaha yes yes im fine, nothing hurts me now."Beazly lets out a sigh of relief."Thank God, what about the others?? wake them up for me!"It appears that everyone is now feeling good. The elixir did his thing!'I owe Master Love a lot more now...Still, the real question here is how to deal with this situation, it's very ambigious and I cannot leave searching for this evil man.That will make it dangereous for everybody here...'Said the leader in his mind.'But it's a matter of time before he appears again, and i'll be here waiting for him!!'...Herald on the other hand, was facing another kind of tough time.Muruem finally decided to break it all down at the table."...So you now have your PHD I assume? Right?"Herald. 'Here we go...'"Emmm No, not really...The trip was to just enhance my qualities and chances in getting it."He replies, while looking down at the table.Muruem. "Aaah....But you surely got a certificate that prooves you've went to study abroad."Herald. "Oh yeah, yeah surely. Or else what's the point Hhahahahahah"There's a famous saying that says men are terrible liars. In fact they're not, it's just that women, being a more emotional sensible person, can feel the lie from truth, the danger from the safe, better than men would. Even if Herald is keeping his composure, she feels something is sketchy."I see... I'd like to see it sometime when we go back home.But tell me, I think your PHD exam is coming this month right?"Herald. "Yes, it is. That is why i only stayed home these couple days..."Muruem. "I see, goodluck baby!"Herald smiles weirdly, he too knows that the way she talks is abnormal."Thanks..Honey."Muruem holds the fork and pins it on the table."As for our marriage... You don't think of when will it be?"Herald. "Sure i think of it, how could you think i am not?"Muruem. "Am just asking, so...When?"Herald is getting a bit nervous. "Soon honey, soon... Sometime this summer.Maybe September?I would have already got my PHD and posted for a job at the university.Muruem. "Hmmmm...Yeah that would be a good time for that."She smiles, geniuinely...Herald holds her hand, as to make her sure of his words...She lets him hold it for just a moment then take it back and says."Let's go..It's getting late and I have work tomorrow morning.""Ah..Alright..." He replies, as he looked thoughtfully towards her.
