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Chapter 77 Magic Potion

My hand clasped at my wrist to get my whip when I noticed that King Luke’s focus wasn’t even directed at me. Instead, he pushed me to the side and hissed in pain. When I looked back, I saw that the liquid that was boiling over an alcohol lamp fell down and spilled over his arms. 

Then it dawned on me that I must have knocked the breaker down when I hit the table. And King Luke pushed me so that I wouldn’t get burned.

With a pained look, my uncle winced while forcing a smile as he looked at me. “You’re not hurt, are you?”

“King Luke!” I gasped as I looked at the nasty burn on his arm and how the skin seemed to peel either from the chemical or from the temperature. “I’m sorry. What should I do?!” My first instinct was to call for Cust

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