Chapter 300: Ginger Is Still Spicier when Old

"Doctor, is there any treatment left?"

In a small town in Europe, a thin man with two thick black circles under his eyes came to a clinic to seek medical treatment.

"Do you often stay up late?" Mrs. Jesta glanced at the notebook in her hand and asked without raising her head.

"Well... work requires it. If you don't stay up late to catch up on work, you won't be able to make money." The man said helplessly.

"Oh?" Mrs. Jesta smiled meaningfully and stared at the man's face for a while.

"I know a folk remedy that should help you." Mrs. Jesta turned around, picked up the pen and started writing in the notebook.

Then, he handed the written thing to the thin man.

"Wolfberries, ginseng, tomatoes, sugar cane, potatoes...mixed together and ground into powder, then poured into a pot and simmered for half an hour..." The man recounted the words in the notebook, and then raised his head and looked at Jess in confusion. Mrs. Towers.

"Will this cure my illness?"

Mrs. Jesta smiled, shook her head, and replied:

"No, it will smell better when you are cremated."

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After admonishing the man not to stay up late and giving him some medicine, Mrs. Jesta looked at the window.

"I don't know if it will work."

Although Kassadin is a legendary hunter, the powerful Mrs. Jesta of the Shurima Empire also understands it and will definitely not place such uncertainties on an ordinary hunter.

"As long as he dies and the dagger falls into the hands of the Emperor of Shurima...I can..." Mrs. Jesta said and laughed.

"What can you do?"

At this time, Kassadin's voice came from outside the house.

"You...why..." Mrs. Jesta stood up suddenly and looked at Kassadin in disbelief.

"Is it hard to imagine that I can come back alive?" Kassadin said expressionlessly.

Kassadin was extremely angry at this time. If he hadn't met Azir, he might have died inexplicably.

"I was still wondering at the beginning, how could you pick up such a powerful weapon so easily... It turns out that this was originally yours..." Kassadin walked closer to Mrs. Jesta.

"You didn't seem to tell me... the ability to use this thing will shorten the user's lifespan... Mrs. Jesta."

"Haha...hahahaha..." Mrs. Jesta suddenly laughed.

"As expected of Shurima... Do you really know something about this thing..." Mrs. Jesta smiled bitterly and sat on the chair.

"I just... want to save my son..."

Looking at Mrs. Jesta who lowered her head and sobbed, Kassadin didn't show any expression on his face, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

"I don't care what you think, but for the sake of my daughter, you must come with me...and you have no right to refuse." Kassadin said, taking out the gift given to him by Mrs. Jesta from his pocket. That dagger.

"I know, I won't resist." Mrs. Jesta wiped away her tears and raised her head to look at Kassadin.

"I thought that after your death, this dagger would fall into the hands of the Shurima Emperor. After he used the dagger's power many times, he would definitely find that his lifespan was running out. In order to survive, he would fight all over the world. The world is looking for a doctor... Then I can use this as a bargaining chip to save my son... I didn't expect..." Mrs. Jesta said frankly, but Kassadin had no intention of listening to her story and just looked expressionless. Binding in progress.

"Haha... gangster..." Mrs. Jesta looked at the rope tied to her body and said with a smile.

If Ren Yi had seen the way Kassadin tied up Jesta, he would have called him: Old driver.

The slender wooden rope tied Mrs. Jesta's limbs together. In order to prevent her from breaking free, Kassadin specially wrapped a circle around her armpits, waist... and even her crotch. In order to ensure the confidentiality of the action, he also A bondage ball was specially brought and stuffed into Mrs. Jesta's mouth.

"Done... let's go." Kassadin looked at his work with satisfaction and took out the sack behind him.

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