Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Exhaustion of Mental Power (Fourth)

"Ah! My head hurts so much." The Marquis of Medea held her head in both hands, lying on her throne, her face full of pain.

Aslan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered a method in his previous life to alleviate the riot of demon souls, with a success rate of 50 to 50.

"Teacher! I have learned a set of massage methods to stabilize emotions and relieve headaches."

"Then why are you still standing there!" Marquis Medea suddenly stood up, bent forward, eyes wide open, and the black light erupted even more violently following her roar.

Aslan shuddered immediately, his entire back was completely wet, and a urge to urinate spontaneously arose, and he was about to pee out of fright.

He remembered the last moment when the mage in his previous life became a demon, his wife wanted to save his sanity, but the next moment he was gnawed by the demon.

Just like zombies gnawing on people.

Aslan is not afraid of death, he is afraid of dying without a whole body, especially if he is eaten and then becomes a member of the fertilizer of the earth.

So he was really going to be scared to pee.

But he has no way to retreat, so he can only muster up the courage to come forward.

"The teacher relaxes the mood, too excited is not good for the body."

The Marquis of Medea sat back in his seat, obviously trying to restrain his tyrannical demon soul.

Aslan walked behind him, took a few deep breaths, and calmed himself down.

He recalled a set of massage techniques in his previous life, assisting mental power can help patients stabilize their minds and calm the restlessness of their souls.

His condescending gaze fell on the snow-white neck skin under the purple hair of the Marquis of Medea. A flash of amazement flashed in his eyes, but his hands were still firmly placed on the other side's temples.

The fingertips began to rotate regularly, gently and forcefully.

The Marquis of Medea seemed unprepared, so he snorted softly, but he couldn't tell whether it was a hum of pain or the relief of his headache.

Aslan calmed down, and began to slowly mobilize his spiritual power, which slowly and steadily entered the soul from the temple with the fingertips.

Aslan couldn't look inside the soul of the Marquis of Medea, and couldn't know the location of the soul trauma, he searched all by instinct.

But it happened that the trauma of the soul happened to be on the head, and with Aslan's skilled massage techniques, the headache of the Marquis of Medea began to ease, and the body did not feel tense at the beginning.

Aslan's mental power inside calmed the wounded area, and calmed down the irritable demon soul. This process lasted for half an hour.

The black light in the eyes of the Marquis of Medea slowly dissipated, and he had regained clarity. Although his face was slightly tired, his eyes were full of enjoyment.

"Um."

The Marquis of Medea frowned, wondering if he had been a little reckless, but he really didn't expect this little guy to be so good at it.

To be able to use mental power so proficiently, this superb mental power control, even I didn't master it.

This little guy brought him quite a surprise.

As the spiritual power is soothing the source of the soul's pain, the Marquis of Medea will be much more relaxed, and the spirit will gradually relax, and it seems that an indescribable sense of comfort is slowly rising.

Suddenly, something heavy was pressed on the head of the Marquis of Medea, and her hands were drooping on her shoulders, and a nameless anger rose. Sliding directly to the ground.

The anger in the eyes of Marquis Medea disappeared instantly.

"Is the mental power consumed too much?"

The Marquis of Medea gently raised his hand, and Aslan, who had fainted, was lifted by the mage's hand and placed on the reception table.

This accident made the Marquis of Medea look at Aslan with a softer gaze.

With a wave of his hand, the door of the living room opened slowly, and Maru hurried in.

"Teacher, are you okay!"

The Marquis of Medea nodded in relief, pointed to Aslan on the table and said, "Fortunately, Xiao Jiu is here, so I can survive."

Maliu glanced suspiciously at Aslan on the table, and said with a solemn face, "Could it be Xiaojiu?"

The Marquis of Medea immediately glared at her and said angrily.

"What are you thinking about? Aslan is trying to help me suppress the demon soul, and his mental power is exhausted."

Maru covered her mouth and smiled lightly. When she walked in front of Aslan, she subconsciously frowned, and stretched out her hand to pull the robe on Aslan's body.

It was sweat, and there was a smell of urine.

Ma Liu said with a strange expression: "Xiao Jiu must have been frightened quite a bit! She was scared to pee."

The Marquis of Medea recalled that when Aslan saw him for the first time, his first reaction seemed to be to run away, but after seeing the gate closed, he turned to comfort himself.

"As expected of the Sara family, one of the eight honorable families, they guessed my situation just by looking at it, and they still thought of a solution in such a short time." Marquis Medea chuckled softly.

"I was almost fooled by this little fox."

Maru looked at Aslan with a hint of complexity in her eyes.

There was suspicion in the examination, and more luck, if it wasn't for Aslan's ability to suppress the awakening of the demon soul, the teacher would be in danger.

"He's quite courageous, why is he still peeing when he's scared?" Mario said with great interest.

The Marquis of Medea glanced at Maliu with a strange face, and said seriously: "Remember, we magicians must not exhaust our mental power at any time. If it is serious, we will become idiots. If we are lucky, we will be like Aslan." Almost, pee your pants."

Mario opened her eyes wide, looking at the Marquis of Medea in disbelief.

"Excessive consumption of mental power is actually similar to suicide by hanging. Before death by suffocation, the brain dies before the body. Losing the control of the brain, the body's control function will be out of control, and incontinence will appear."

After hearing the words of the Marquis of Medea, Mario's face changed slightly. As a woman who is born to love beauty, she absolutely does not allow such an accident to happen. If such a thing really happened, she would rather die.

"Teacher, why did you suddenly summon Xiao Jiu today?" Ma Li asked curiously.

As soon as the Marquis of Medea thought of this question, he looked softly at Aslan who was in a coma.

"Aslan is indeed very good, in the future, we should get closer to him." Marquis Medea's words made Mario's eyes widen suddenly.

Didn't the teacher always ask himself to remain absolutely neutral and try not to get too close to other brothers and sisters?

This time he was doing business with Aslan Genarito, and Mario was going to report to the teacher.

"The people from the referee have already reached into Billy City, and even into the city defense army." The Marquis of Medea continued.

Maliu's eyes were full of astonishment, why did the teacher know about this, but the person in charge had no news at all.

"Disciple is terrified! Disciple has never slacked off, I..."

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