บท 335: Return of Optimism

Henry stared suspiciously at him but he had no other option. He wondered for a moment if it would make things worse for him. However, he knew he should have faith in a mage who actually lived in Nickron. They had the most advanced magic in the world. 

When Henry uncorked the small glass bottle and downed the liquid, he immediately started coughing and he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. 

"I'm just cleansing your throat and making sure there's nothing left to get in the way of the magic I've conjured," Siverly explained. "You might want to lay down for this." 

Henry shook his head enthusiastically. He wanted to stay upright for this. 

"You're sure?" the mage asked. 

Henry nodded. 

The mage lifted his hand and silently traced a pattern in the air. It looked like nothing was going to happen but, with his other hand, he held onto Henry's throat.