《My Fantastic World Of Magic》Some Crazy Friends
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There was a crunch sound, and Jave fell to the ground, unconcious. Norbert and Athena looked at him, then at Jave.
Damen scratched his head.
"I might have put a bit more force than necessary, behnd that punch."
Athena coughed.
"We gotta hurry up and go. The Bue Pearl guards are pissed off, and they're... right here. Hey there, pissed off Blue Pearl guards."
The two spun around, to see a dozen men in blue and white armor, holding spears in their hands. One of the guards wore darker armor, and held in his hands a halberd.
He sneered.
"You filthy adventurers, think you can take whatever you want. Hand over the fish, and I promise to only break a few bones."
Damen flipped him off.
"First of all, not yours, second of all, we've already used it."
The fish they had used in the potion was a very rare and expensive alchemy ingreadient. And it so happened, that a couple people had caught wind of it.
The man sneered again.
"As if, you think I-"
"You filthy merchants, think you can take whatever you want." Athena said, imitating the man.
She took out a pouch and threw at him. The man caught it. It exploded into white dust. He coughed, breathing it in. So did the other guards. However, the Frost Men, were well prepared. They took an antidote for the hallucinogen agent when Athena began to speak.
And so they guards now had very silly expressions on their faces, like a goofy smile, or a childish frown. The hallucinogen was designed to send them through time, back to their childhoods.
The group then unceremoniously knocked the guards out, pausing to loot them of their precious items. That halberd, especially, according to Damen, was almost worth the potion they made. Almost.
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They picked up Jave, who had a silly grin on his face, and proceeded to leave the building to go to Damen's estate. They forgot to untie the healer, who was muttering...
"No... Mama nooo... I didn't..." Or something of the sort.
They then tossed an [Oblivon] potion into the Clinic. An alchemist was very useful.
Norbert broke into laughter.
Athena and Damen looked at him with strange expressions.
"I'd never have imagined that someday, that we would casually throwing [Oblivion] potions and [Young Times] dust bags like they were ordinary, everyday use items. Hell, I'd never have imagined that we'd haave brought down an entire house!" He explained.
Athena grinned, while Damen chuckled.
"It's a small, crazy world." Damen said.
"Yes, it is." Said Jave, who just woke and was clutching his nose.
With a crunching noise, he set it straight, and groaned.
"What the hell was that for?"
"For making us go through all sorts of trouble only to find you sitting in a bathhouse, my bathhouse, surrounded by servants."
They arrived at his manor. They let him in. The Lady was out for a meeting. She would be back in two hours, until then they had the entire house to themselves.
Jave's eyes widened in understanding, and surprise, and embarassment. He smacked his forehead.
"You mean... you actually went and collected all the ingreadiants?" He asked, still not quite believing it.
Damen nodded, a hint of anger and frustration evident on his face.
"You have no idea how much of a pain in the ass it was..."
Jave winced.
"I guess we have a lot to catch up about, huh?"
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