《The Strongest Spirit Form, I Was Summoned From The Future》Chapter 08: The Doctor's suffer
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Jin's eyes were staring at the blood spurting out from Monroe's fingers, who was trying in vain to stop the bleeding.
"Messing around with my family, threatening the doctor to keep my younger sister sick, your miserable life hardly counts as a reward for their suffering, so I will have to take your money to cover the rest of the damage."
Monroe's eyes turn red from the intensity of anger because a warrior like him will die at the hands of a child was something unacceptable.
"Kiaaa"
A strong shouting that almost ruptured Jin's eardrum went throughout the house. Fortunately, he gave the rest of the servants time off and made them leave while he was disguised as the fat servant. It would not be wise to leave witnesses when he was going to commit a murder.
A blue aura surrounded Monroe's body to form a huge wide sword similar to Chinese swords. The sword moved at its owner's will, cutting everything in its path; Jin lowered his head, but parts of his hair had been cut, the sword came back to attack him again, and Jin had no choice but to dodge it.
The sword's speed increased to find his back glued to the wall suddenly, and in front of his eyes, a sword surrounded by a blue aura and its highly sharp blade was moving towards him, cutting through the air.
The moment the sword reached the young man's chest and barely half a step away from piercing his heart, the blue aura faded, and the sword disappeared. Jin raised his eye to find Monroe on the ground, lifeless.
Jin took a long breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"That was close. In the past, I mean in the future, I wouldn't have cared for an attack like this, but this body is still at the evolution realm, and it is extremely weak."
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Original Jin, the Sixth was a hybrid, distinguished by his strong physique. In his previous life, he was responsible for assassinations in the land of the Oris, which allowed him to learn about various growth techniques and combat skills.
Of course, any warrior can train on combat skills, whether offensive or defensive. But growth techniques that raise the level realm of the warrior and continue with the warrior for a long time and sometimes throughout their life and required to be suitable for the trainee's abilities.
Unfortunately, because of Plague's experiences on his body, Jin could not find any growth technique that matches his average body.
A strong body genetically supported with the ability to regenerate cells and his skills in illusion magic were his only weapons to survive in that difficult time. However, the situation is different now, as his supernatural body is no longer his property and the Oris techniques are unsuitable for humans.
Jin thought, 'Even if the time I'm living now seems peaceful, only the strongest will survive. Power and money do not necessarily mean happiness, but it is impossible to maintain happiness without them.'
Jin realized that he had to find a way to get stronger quickly, there were some books hidden in the safe along with the money that caught his attention, so the smile returned to his face. "I don't know anything about humans' fighting techniques. Maybe those books will help me."
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The quiet green village was not quiet anymore. Two days ago, the news about the noble's death and the theft of his money by his servant spread and disturbed the village's peace and made everyone panic.
But no one was more afraid than the doctor. He did not fully recover from the shock of that day when the white-haired thug visited him, and Monroe's death on the same night could not be a coincidence.
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The doctor found himself bringing back memories of the day before yesterday out of his will.
When a young man with snow-white hair stormed his clinic, the doctor felt the danger, but he regained his nerve and wore a mask of kindness and dignity and adorned him with a wide smile.
“No doubt you are Ms. Irene’s son. You are here to ask about your sister’s situation. I was expecting your visit. Please come in.”
Without further ado, the dagger pierced the doctor's shoulder, before he could scream out in pain, Jin put his hand over the doctor's mouth.
The young man raised his hair, revealing his cold eyes filled with killing intent.
"Shut up. It's a poisoned dagger. If you don't want to die, start talking. Why are you keeping my sister sick?"
In front of his killing intent, and the sense of the poison running through his body, he had no choice but to confess and ask for forgiveness.
"It's Noble Monroe. He made me do this. I wouldn't hurt a little girl if it weren't for his threats," said the doctor, weeping and groveling.
"Okay, let's see if your apology is sincere. I heard you own a second house. I want it as compensation. But, of course, that's after you do your job and treat my sister," Jin said, looking at the doctor with a cold look.
The doctor had no other choice. If the villagers knew about it, the consequences would be dire, not to mention the poison that was running through his body. Without knowing the type of poison, he couldn't make the appropriate antidote. He asked with a hoarse voice and sweat pouring out of his forehead.
"And what about the antidote?"
"Don't be stupid. Before you pay what you owe, you'll be at my mercy. Take this. It'll give you an extra day."
Jin took out an elixir from his pocket and threw it at the doctor.
The doctor sighed and couldn't stop his body from shivering when he remembered the horror and killing intent he had seen from Jin.
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After remembering the events of that night, the doctor thought to himself, 'There is no doubt that Jin is the criminal. Those eyes are the eyes of a cold-blooded killer.'
"Hello doctor, I was looking for you."
The doctor shivered, and his body hair stood up to get out of his thoughts and return to the painful reality. Unfortunately, his story with the Snow-Haired Thug was not over yet.
'I swear every time I see him, one day is being taken away from my life, plus a hundred silvers from my pocket,' the doctor thought while cursing the hour he met Jin.
“Doctor, can you lend me a hundred silver? I can hardly live in this village. The prices are too high. Maybe I should find someone else to blackmail him.”
'Please do that and have mercy on me.' the doctor thought in his head, then said
"You know it was Monroe who forced me to keep your sister sick, and I have already confessed everything to you."
"That's why I left you alive. Also, it seems that you forgot to mention the money you took from Monroe to keep my sister sick. So this will increase the compensation value," Jin said with a sarcastic smile on his face.
As soon as he heard the word compensation, his face turned pale. It was the same word that made him broke.
“Perhaps I should have accepted my destiny and died by the poison back then. This would have been easier for me than having everything I own get stolen.”
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