Chapter 277
Beric regained consciousness late that afternoon, as the day was waning. He suddenly sat bolt upright as if struck by lightning, causing Romandro to spill the tea he was drinking.
“Oh my, you startled me.”
“What? What’s going on with me?”
“What do you mean ‘what’? You just woke up after passing out, you fool. Are you feeling alright? Anything hurting? The doctor came by and said fortunately there’s no infection.”
There wasn’t anything particularly painful, but he couldn’t remember a thing. He was sure he’d been on a winning streak, pushing forward in the rankings, and he’d crushed that bastard Hamp, and with Xiao…
“Ah. Xiao!”
His mind flashed, bringing back fragmentary memories. Xiao getting beaten by him, that dirty old geezer Jeirutt, the non-stop duels, Ian’s encouragement, and so on.
Beric felt his body and muttered with a serious expression.
“Damn. I think Xiao spiked my water.”