Zell was finally kept by Gwen for a sleep to try to see if his hair would be messy. He lay on the bed where two women had slept on. Looking at Gwen sitting at the head of the bed, he felt strange if he thought it was strange.

It’s okay to spend time together in the middle of the night, but why do you just let girls watch themselves sleep without any gentlemanly demeanor?

"Forget it, the bed is for you to sleep in. I'll go to the sofa downstairs." He sat up straight and lifted the quilt. Gwen tried to hold him down: "No, I'm still waiting for you to tell a story?"

"What story?" Zell felt inexplicably. Did he agree to something?

"The master will say a lot to me before going to bed," Gwen said.

"For bedtime stories, you should sleep in bed."

"Is that true?" Gwen looked "so this", and Zell was speechless.

"Since that's the case, I will tell you about Isuld and Foyego, and you will know sooner or later."

After changing positions with Gwen, Zel told her the origin of the curse of destruction. The influx of information involved those memories that were almost forgotten. She felt Isuld's pain and understood what she wanted to fight with herself when she stayed by her side.

After that, Zell left her alone in the room to think, and went downstairs to lie down on the sofa and turn off the lights and sleep.

The old father stayed for the first time to spend the night, and the Poluo and the others were very enthusiastic. Not long after he lay down, a few Poluo came over and nestled on his chest, belly and thighs, bringing him warmth with his body.

Except for the Poluo, who was overweight and weighed him a little tight, he couldn't figure out the difference between the rest. But what's the matter? Anyway, it's all his caring little cotton jacket.

Zell gently stroked Poluo's delicate fluff, and felt sleepy and fell asleep soon.

...

The next two days were spent peacefully.

If anything, Gwen began to practice fighting with the tools left to her by Isuld. She just couldn't play it in the cafe, so she acted very restrained.

Zell had no hidden training ground to give her, so she acquiesced to come to the cafe occasionally for a while, as long as she didn't scare the guests.

In addition, Zell also went to Sarah to ask about the situation.

The fleet that went to chase Planck had not returned yet, and there was still no news in April. Sarah caught Malik in Gray Harbor, but Malik refused to surrender. Even if he was pierced by a hook and hung on the mast like a dead fish, he did not betray Planck.

After Malik's death, the clues were cut off, and no one knew what Planck had asked him to bury in Grey Harbor. Miss Doom's men searched all over Grey Harbor, but they didn't find anything valuable.

Zell has nothing to do now, the only thing he has to do is wait.

Waiting for Roy to return, waiting for Sarah to bring the news of April, but before he could wait for both, he waited for Bronn's news.

After work that day, Zell suddenly sensed that Bronn was calling him.

"Man, man! Are you here?"

Zell opened the treasure book and saw that Bron was no longer in the Avarosa tribe.

He knelt on the side of a bed with a heavy expression on it, and there was a little pale boy lying on it. The boy had a bandage wrapped around his forehead and he had fainted.

"What's going on?"

"As you can see, a disease has hit my hometown. The boy's condition is spreading and it can't last for a few days, so I want to ask if you have any solutions..."

It turned out that after Avarosa defeated Huolin, Bron set out to the Frost Guard Fortress the next day to find Lisangzhuo to ask for an explanation.

On the way, he passed by his hometown, but found that a terrifying epidemic had invaded the north and claimed the lives of countless children. The children in his hometown were unfortunately suffering from an epidemic and their lives were becoming increasingly dying in bed.

Apart from Poluo, Bron's favorite thing was his children. So he decided not to look for Lisangzhuo first, but to do something for the children here.

But this time the disease was too severe and even the witch doctors were helpless, so Bron had to ask Zell for help and see what he could do.

"Only children will get sick..." Some symptoms of pediatric infectious diseases flashed through Zell's mind, such as polio, measles, chickenpox, hand, foot and mouth disease, but he only knew that these diseases were present but he would not cure them.

He let the beard stay with the little boy and tried to feed him a potion of life, whose complexion was slightly eased after he cast the spell.

Many previous practices have made Zeer understand that the potion of life can only heal the injuries and will not have a radical effect on the condition. At most, it can only make the patient feel a little better.

He said regretfully: "Sorry, Bronn. My magic can only heal injuries and cannot cure diseases..."

"It's okay, man. Actually, Bronn knows what to do. He asked you to come, just to confirm it for the last time. It seems that he has to go to that place." Bronn's face was free from joy or sorrow, as if he had known that this would be the result.

“Where to go?”

"Bron heard from the witch doctor in the village that there is a place in the world called Fuguang Island. Legend has it that the springs on the island can cure any disease in the world. Bron wants to bring Fuguang Water back to Freljod to heal these children."

Zell was surprised for a moment, but he didn't expect that even Freljord knew about the existence of Fuguang Island, but the news seemed to be... billions of digits behind.

"Fukukoshima has long been destroyed by black fog. Now it is called Shadow Island, and it is a dangerous place even for you."

"Freljord is my home, and everyone is my family. To heal them, Bron can do anything! There is nothing impossible, Bron will definitely bring Fu Guangshui back from there." Bron said resolutely, his fists clenched tightly.

"I wish this water was so magical." Zel sighed. If the legend was true, Roy would not have lost a single eye.

"Man, you seem to have seen this thing when you listen to your tone." Bron discovered this carefully.

"Not only have I seen it, I have it now." Zell didn't hide it, and was not stingy with Bronn. He directly exchanged for a few drops of essence. "Bronn, I only have this thing. I'll give this kid now. You can see if it's useful before deciding whether to go."

Bron stretched open the little boy's mouth, and a few drops of the fountain of life fell into the latter's mouth.

The effect was immediate, and the little boy's face quickly turned rosy. After a while, he had been sleeping all day, slowly opened his eyes.

"Good rest." Seeing the little boy struggling to sit up, Bron patted his shoulder and signaled him to continue lying down to rest, then got up and walked to the door.

Outside the door was the cold winter, and Bron's hot tears turned into ice as soon as they came out.

The tenderness of the iron man.

Bron wiped his tears and said tremblingly: "Thank you, man, Bron has made up his mind to go to him for a trip to Shadow Island!"

"..." Zell didn't expect this to be the result. He thought that Bron went to the Frost Guard Fortress to question Lisangzhuo, and he was looking for death. So it would be better to go to Shadow Island.

Although Shadow Island is full of dangers, it is not without a chance to survive. Not to mention the treasure hunters who make a living by doing this, Lao De himself is a good proof.

And if Miss Doom failed to stop Lao De's ship, she could also ask Bron to go to Shadow Island to pick up April.

Thinking of this, Zell simply stopped him.

"You can go, but you'd better go to Bilgewater to get some Baru's holy things first. These are all experiences..."
Chapter completed!