The scene became chaotic again, no one had the leisure to laugh at the parrot's cheeky remarks, as they hopped around, frantic as if their buttocks were on fire.
The seasoned Green Party monk Owen was apparently overly anxious, which led him to make more mistakes the more anxious he got. While chanting a not-so-complex "Hemostasis spell," he frequently made errors, either mispronouncing or getting stuck, and after three failed attempts, several innkeepers were stomping their feet in frustration.
"It hurts like hell! Are you trying to usurp the throne by letting me die faster?" Liu Zhenghan supported himself for a long time, but couldn't bear it anymore, and abruptly sat down on a chair, slapping the back of Monk Owen's head hard with both pain and anger.
"Almost there, almost there!" Owen, wiping the sweat from his forehead, clutched the Amplifying Beads made from Falcon Sea crab relics, forcing himself to calm down and to correctly chant the prayer anew.
