Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1231

Of course, Finley's argument only gave him another fierce slap on the face. He was forced to behave himself afterwards and showed respect to Akbar.

What was worse, Darren snatched the Realm-upgrading Elixirs away. Poor Finley got nothing valuable.

Feeling wronged, he said, "It's just a couple of elixirs. You don't have to take them all!"

Darren cleared his throat and said, "I need these elixirs to help me improve my cultivation base. I need them now more than ever." He then pocketed the elixirs into his Space Ring.

"But what about me, sir? You promised me that you'll help me get back to my normal appearance. Hurry up! I can't wait any longer."

When Lindsay said these words, Darren and the rest couldn't help but get goosebumps again.

"Just go out and then turn left," Akbar said lightly.

"Please don't judge me like that, sir! Everyone wants to look attractive. Besides, you might even like my pretty face!"

Akbar then rolled his eyes.

Then he said, "Just go out and turn left. There's a spiritual pool five kilometers from here. Soak in it for half a month, and it will help you suppress whatever toxins in your body for about twenty years. So, go and hurry up."

"Really? If this works, I will do my best to pay you back!" Lindsay smiled brightly.

"Go now!" the three men shouted in unison.

Before she could even say anything more, Darren and the others stopped her. Their reaction was enough to startle her and effectively stopping her from saying anything else.

"You bastards! Just you wait until I get back my fabulous appearance. Your eyes will pop out of their sockets!" Lindsay pounded her fist on the table and then left.

"You ugly woman! No matter what happens, you'll still be ugly," Akbar grumbled. He didn't even bother looking at her original appearance with his god's power. So he didn't know how beautiful she actually was.

"Well, we're almost done drinking now. I will take you to see that boy," he said.

"You go first. I want to eat some more. The dishes here taste so good." As he said this, Finley kept digging into the purple dish served in front of him.

"The evil spirit has been practicing for so long so it tastes great," Akbar said lightly.

"What did you say? Are you telling me that this is the flesh of that evil spirit?" Finley asked. He suddenly stopped eating.

"That's right. It's delicious, isn't it?"

"Oh my God!"

Finley's face paled immediately. He turned his head to the side and began vomiting. Meanwhile, the expression on Darren's face was the same as Finley's. It seemed like he had also tried the dishes himself.

"What's happening?" Aaron shouted.

Tears welled up in his eyes upon seeing Darren and Finley.

"It's nothing. Everything will be fine, so don't be afraid, Aaron," Darren said. He patted his head comfortingly.

"Tell me, is this old man bullying you? Did he beat you?" Finley asked, squatting down beside him.

"No. Grandpa treated me very well. He even kept the monsters away from me," Aaron said.

On the other side, Akbar was feeling a bit awkward. He and Darren were like brothers now, but this little boy called him Grandpa. It was humiliating.

He hesitated for a second or two before he transformed himself into a young lord. He then walked up to the others.

"Aren't you ashamed of yourself for pretending to be a young man?" Finley mocked. He smiled sarcastically.

Once again, he received another slap on the face.

The impact was so hard that Finley flew out of sight.

"Hey little one. Stop calling me Grandpa from now on. Call me master instead, okay?" Akbar squatted down and smiled at Aaron.

Aaron shot Darren a look as if asking for his opinion. Of course, calling somebody master had a different meaning, and so he wanted Darren's thoughts on this first.

"Listen, Aaron. Why don't you stay with him for now? You'll learn more from him."

Darren knew that it was dangerous for Aaron to follow him around. He could get killed at any time.