The Magical Beasts Which Grew on Trees

"Lord Priest, Billy is the strongest warrior in our tribe. You must save him!"

"That's right, if not for him wanting to save Elder Butler, why would Billy take the risk to capture the Munchlax?"

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After praying for a while, the natives surrounded an old Priest who had a head full of white hair, begging him to save the young man who laid motionless on the stretcher.

The old Priest, with a head of white head and holding on to a Magic Staff like a walking stick, kept repeatedly casting a small Regeneration Spell for a few times. Seeing that it had no effect whatsoever, he shook his head helplessly. "Everyone, I'm sorry. The snake venom that Billy had gotten was too strong. Unless you can catch a Munchlax, which can cast a Great Regeneration Spell, otherwise, I fear that he cannot be saved even if you were to send him to the Great Wizard Pagoda of the Tilan Duchy. Unless…"

"Unless what?" The natives asked the hesitant old Priest, all at the same time.