"Joey!"

"Joey!"

"Joey!"

The bearded man threw himself on Joey's body and cried uncontrollably, his tears soaking Joey's clothes all over his chest.

(This bearded man, I really didn't know he could cry so much. If he lived in the Qin Dynasty, he might have cried down a section of the Great Wall!)

Joey, still feigning death, made no move. There were still many people around, and the guards at the castle entrance were still nearby. He didn't want the news that he wasn't really dead to spread again, lest the female ghost have any more bad intentions towards him.

"Captain Joey!"

Medes arrived at this time, but he was followed by Archmage Meld. It seems that Sergeant Medes, who had been missing for some time, had been with him all along.

Medes stood beside the bearded man, looking at Joey, who was like a corpse, with a face full of sorrow.

"Medes?"

The bearded man suddenly turned to look at Medes beside him and punched him in the face with his right hand.

"Aren't you Joey's subordinate? Why didn't you protect him? Why?"

As he spoke, the bearded man threw several more punches at Medes' face.

Medes was somewhat taken aback by the first punch, but after hearing the bearded man's words, he stopped resisting and let the bearded man continue to punch him in the face. His face was now filled with sadness and deep self-blame.

(Sorry, Medes, you'll have to bear with it. I'll give you the money for your medical expenses another day so you can have some fun at a brothel in town!)

Although Joey couldn't see, he was fully aware of the commotion around him; the bearded man's voice was incredibly loud.

At this moment, Archmage Melder slowly approached Joey, glanced at the lifeless Joey, and a smile appeared on his face.

"What are you putting on, Mr. Joey Brown?"

Melder's voice suddenly echoed in Joey's mind.

Joey was startled, not expecting that this archmage had already seen through his feigned death and was even speaking to him through this strange means.

"Uh... Your Excellency, I've just been feeling tired lately and was thinking of lying down here for a while to rest!"

Joey didn't say it outright, but just made up a flimsy excuse.

"Is there a spy among those around us?"

The Grand Master's voice rang out again.

"Hehe, the Grand Mage is indeed a Grand Mage. I can't hide it from you. It's true!"

Joey wasn't surprised at all. He guessed that Meld already knew these people were suspicious, but hadn't made a fuss just to avoid alerting them.

"Alright, alright, how long are you going to sleep?"

"I'm planning to sleep with Catherine until she comes over. I'm looking forward to her reaction!"

"Okay, I'll go now. After all this fuss, I feel sleepy too. I need to go back and get some sleep. As I get older, my energy is really getting worse!"

"Then please take care!"

Joey respectfully bid farewell to Archmage Meld with words, but no one outside noticed anything unusual.

"Sam, carry Joey back. Let's clean him up so he can leave with some dignity!"

Martha, who had been standing behind the bearded man, suddenly spoke to him. Only then did the bearded man stop his pounding fist and turn to look at Joey, who was lying on the ground.

He walked heavily to Joey's "corpse," squatted down, and slowly moved Joey onto his back. Sergeant Medes wanted to help, but was stopped by the bearded man's angry glare. Martha then lent a hand and straightened Joey's body.

The crowd began to disperse, making way for the bearded man to reach the castle.

Medes still felt guilty, but at this moment he just silently followed behind the bearded man.

"That kid is really dead?"

Just as Archmage Meld returned to the castle, Lord Maragon appeared at the opportune moment and asked with suspicion.

"That kid isn't going to die so easily."

Meld chuckled.

"That's good. Catherine was devastated when she heard the news of his death and kept insisting on coming over, but I had her stopped by my men. It's best for her not to show herself at this time, especially not outside this castle!"

After hearing Meld's words, Maragon felt relieved and followed him deeper into the castle.

The bearded man, still carrying Joey on his back, had already entered the castle.

Perhaps because Joey's body was too heavy, or perhaps because the position he was in when he was moved onto his back was not good, the bearded man paused for a moment, lifted Joey's "corpse" up a little, and his right hand, which was holding Joey's thigh, unconsciously touched the wound on Joey's waist.

"hiss!"

Joey endured the excruciating pain, forcing himself to remain silent, but the agony was unbearable. He was even more worried that the bearded giant would do it again, so he mimicked the way he had communicated with Meld telepathically, speaking to the bearded man:

"Big Beard, could you please..."

However, before he could finish speaking, the bearded man suddenly jolted, his hands loosened, and Joey's entire body slid off his back and fell to the ground. Medes, who had been following behind, didn't react in time.

"Sam, what are you doing?"

Martha couldn't help but say "big beard."

"No, no, it's nothing!"

The bearded man thought it must be his imagination, that he was hallucinating because he missed Joey.

He turned around and squatted down, preparing to move Joey's "corpse" onto his back again.

"Hey bearded guy, can you be a little more reliable? Are you trying to kill me?"

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