Chapter 141 Absolutely impossible

“Teacher Fremea, I know very well what the condition of my body is like.

Besides, I have never heard of this treasure."

Droste's voice was very calm, even a little indifferent and disdainful.

He was a little angry, but more helpless.

Teacher Fremea in front of him refused to believe him.

Teacher Fremeia, who was always cold and mysterious, talked so much to me on the hospital bed in the health room, but was looking for an imaginary healing treasure from me. Isn't this a fantasy?

and many more……

A healing treasure...

Droste's face suddenly changed, as if he remembered something.

His health has been very unwell these past few days.

Ever since he drew the red god-level healing holy body, his previous dizziness, myopia, and other minor ailments have been cured.

Almost all disappeared.

So... does this mean that the healing treasure that Teacher Fremea is looking for is... me! ?

Droste's eyes snapped to Teacher Fremea, his lips slightly parted as if he wanted to say something.

However, before he could say anything, Teacher Fremea's eyes suddenly lit up and she stared at his crotch, as if she wanted to see the treasure inside through the thin layer of cloth.

Droste's heart skipped a beat.

That hint of scarlet aura faintly leaked out from teacher Fremea's black pupils.

"I'm sorry, Drost-san."

In front of Droste, Teacher Fremea suddenly became like a high and mighty ruler, with her aura suddenly rising.

Teacher Fremea's voice became somewhat cold, and her eyes began to glow blood red:
"Since you don't want to, I'll have to get it myself."

"Fremea."

The next second, a somewhat seductive and lazy shout was heard.

Teacher Fremea's body suddenly stiffened, and she slowly sat back on the bed.

She looked up and saw Teacher Ilinal, with her clothes a little messy, standing next to the tightly covered cabinet.

Teacher Ilinar's white dress was disheveled, with the neckline wide open.

A few crystal clear beads of sweat flowed gently on the forehead, and were then covered by sticky hair.

His face flushed, but his eyes were unusually firm.

"Fremea, what are you going to do?"

Teacher Ilinar's expression was still charming, with an afterglow of blush, but her eyes were a little cold, and the faint black magic pattern on her cheek began to emit a faint glow.

"I'm just trying to stay alive. Without this treasure, I will die."

Fremea turned her head away from him and looked sideways at Droste. The fangs in her mouth became extremely sharp and her scarlet pupils stared at Droste.

"Give me the treasure. I don't want to hurt you, Droste."

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, mixed with a hint of pleading.

In the small infirmary, due to Drost's super healing power and his innate healing body, teachers Fremea and Irinale were actually a little on edge. "The treasure is not in his pocket."

Teacher Irinale raised the corner of her mouth and said lightly, then walked in front of teachers Droste and Fremea.

She patted Droste's shoulder and finally turned to look at Teacher Fremea.

"He is the treasure you want."

"What does this mean...? The treasure was clearly detected in the pocket..."

Teacher Fremea still didn't believe it.

After hearing what Teacher Ilinal said, Droste was certain that he was the treasure the teacher was looking for.

In other words, the owner of the Xiantian Fushi Healing Holy Body.

Only then did Droste realize that Teacher Fremea had been looking for her own innate healer's holy body. Just as the red item described, it had unparalleled healing abilities and had healing effects far beyond those of ordinary people.

The teacher in front of him, Fremea, who had sharp fangs and looked like a vampire from another world, was pursuing this ultimate healing ability.

But aren't vampires already immortal? Why would they need their own innate healing body?

Unable to understand the situation for a moment, Droste decided to wait and see what would happen, watching the charming teacher Irinale and the cold teacher Fremea confront each other.

“Because that’s the essence of the human body.”

As an evil monster spider girl, Teacher Ilinal said it very frankly and without any shame.

"It's mainly because pockets are where the essence of the human body resides, so they have such a profound healing effect."

"Droste doesn't have any treasures. He is a treasure himself. His body is close to the top level of humans, and this also makes him exude a faint healing aura."

Teacher Irinale raised the corners of her mouth with a faint smile. She gently sniffed the scent of Droste, and as if her body became lighter, she sighed in ecstasy.

"Ah ...

"Come on, pull out a hair for me."

After Teacher Ilinal finished speaking, she took the hair that Droste had just pulled out with both hands and placed it in her palms.

Even though this hair is separated from the body, it still carries a faint healing scent and is still growing slightly.

The three people present were no longer ordinary people and could clearly feel that this hair was unusual.

"Because Droste has a special physique, everything on his body is very special. For example, after this hair leaves the body, its healing ability has been limited, so it will use all its strength to grow itself."

"Active is an example of this."

"..."

Teacher Fremea, who knew the truth, retracted her fangs in a somewhat decadent manner.

"Since he is a human being, you cannot harm him, otherwise you will be detected by the Monk City organization."

"But you can follow him, or let him favor you."

Teacher Irinaer blinked her eyes and said something astonishing. Her curved willow-leaf eyes revealed a warmth as light as water and as thick as honey.

"Favor me? It's been a long time since anyone said such a thing to me. Just because of him? Even the vampire duke has to be respectful when he sees me. Why does he have the qualifications?"

Teacher Fremea's eyes turned cold as she looked at her friend of so long with a cold smile on her lips.

As a noble vampire, he was dependent on others and used him as a blood bank? Or even a vassal?
Humph, absolutely impossible!

Absolutely absolutely impossible!
(End of this chapter)