Drive all the way from the hilly terrain near Condale to Goswillen.
The journey is short and safe.
To be honest, if Willen has other serious threats besides an armed criminal gang with hundreds of people, then Veserad can really consider stepping down as lord.
On this journey, just the speed of two good horses can get rid of 99% of the trouble.
Finally, at the moment when Margarita’s expression still did not improve even though her entire upper body was leaning on Lan En.
The two horses managed to reach Goswillen at noon the next day.
This time, Lan En was able to walk straight to the end of Caddo Street, in front of the magic barrier of Aretuza Academy.
It seemed that this was the first time for the little girl Aaliya to see magic. This magic barrier made her stunned from ear to ear.
But because of her curious and active nature, there was no fear in her eyes, but instead eager curiosity and excitement.
"The old gods are above, this is real magic"
"Idle people stop."
A female voice came from the barrier, it seems that this magic Although the barrier looks high-end, there are actually people guarding the door and does not have automatic recognition capabilities.
This kind of development, which is slightly biased in Lan En's eyes, is in line with the differences between different technical routes.
Lan En dismounted. The high fever-like pain in his body showed no sign of subsidence after a day.
The toxicity of witcher potions is no joke.
The young man helped Margarita down. It was impossible for the sorceress to stand at this time, so Lan En hugged her sideways.
"Open the door, Safin."
Margarita's voice was weak, but Lan En believed that she knew she could hear the other side, so she used such an effortless tone. .
"Do you know my name? It's useless. No idlers are allowed to enter. This is Master Tishaya's order."
The female voice said casually, and listened to it. It’s like a woman trying to talk between pictures of nail polish.
Lane could feel it in his chest as Margarita took a deep breath with her chest.
After all, the touch is quite obvious.
"Safin, I will take away all your vacations this school year"
The sorceress whispered viciously, and then wiped her face with her hands.
Lan En could clearly feel something had changed in the woman in his arms.
It was as if a layer of light veil was floating away from the woman's body.
The hidden "charm" is finally revealed.
Until then, Lan En realized that he had not realized that he could not focus on Margarita's face at all.
This is the effect of magic cream. The demon hunter's resistance to magic can be fooled in front of a real warlock even with some ointment.
Long golden hair, even after nearly ten daysThe tortured face is still beautiful.
Margarita’s face lived up to the rumors, and the fairies and nymphs were nothing more than that.
At the moment when the sorceress wiped off the magic cream, there was a sudden sound of scrambling from the other side of the protective shield.
Then there was a loud "boom", and right in front of several people's eyes, the air seemed to suddenly connect to a negative pressure space.
In mid-air, a dark door opened with yellow light shining on its edges.
A portal.
"Wow"
Even though he was now in a state similar to a high fever, Lan En still expressed his admiration for this magical skill he had seen for the first time.
Raising your hand to open the portal is what you call a great mage
An equally beautiful sorceress walked out of the portal. She seemed a bit old-fashioned, or maybe Talk about old school.
But in terms of appearance, Lan En thought she was at most thirty.
Her hands were always folded and placed in front of her lower abdomen. This is a dignified stance that does not often appear in daily life.
But she only had this one action from beginning to end.
Without asking in detail, this old-school sorceress could tell at a glance how injured Margarita was.
"Stupid."
The sorceress didn't even move a finger, and Lan En felt a lightness in his arms.
Margarita floated away, hovering next to the sorceress.
Alia’s little eyes followed Margarita floating in the air.
The sorceress did not ignore the others.
"You have been poisoned." She said to the witcher in a completely understanding tone.
“There’s no need to hold on, as long as you bring back Margarita, Aretuza’s gratitude will not be absent.”
“My thoughts are enough to drive you away. The four and two horses were tossed like coins, so if you want, you can lie down now."
As soon as the burden on his body was lightened, Lan En felt tiredness wash over him like a tide. submerged.
"Thank you very much."
The sorceress nodded slightly, and Lan En followed suit.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Lan En felt as if his suspended position had been deliberately fine-tuned a few times to maintain symmetry with Margarita.
Isn’t this Archmage an obsessive-compulsive disorder
After thinking about this, his relaxed body longed for rest, and the demon hunter gradually closed his eyes.
When those amber cat eyes opened again, it was already sunny day again.
Underneath him was a full set of velvet bedding. Not only had he never slept on such a comfortable bed since coming to this world, but even in his home world, Lan En had never been exposed to such high-end bedding.
It's like lying on a cloud.
Without even looking at the surroundings of the room, Lan En knew that it must be a place of high-end and luxurious decoration and furniture.
"ManPlease report the toxin residue. "
"Understood, sir. Monitoring is ongoing and toxin residues have been cleared. ”
Lan En twisted on the bed and changed into a more comfortable position.
It seems that for the warlock, these toxins are really a problem that can be solved by just blowing on them. Why? I'm not a warlock
During this rare moment of relaxation, Lan En inevitably regained his former college personality.
But after the knock on the door, he changed back to that person again. A witcher who single-handedly cut down a camp.
Margarita appeared at the door in a wheelchair.
Her legs were wrapped up. It's plaster.
But the outer layer has lines that Lan En can't understand, and there's a soft light shining inside.
Maybe it's just like Margarita said. Magic can restore her almost deboned legs to be even more beautiful than before.
The abilities of mages are exaggerated even in the eyes of their home world.
< p>Now that Margarita has returned to her college, she can mobilize many resources safely and abundantlyShe has resumed her usual dress, wearing colorful dresses and golden jewelry. There is also the exquisite makeup that sorceresses pay most attention to.
It is more bright and moving than the moment when you just wipe off the magic cream.
A pair of eyes is enough to arouse the soul, and the heavy makeup is not enough. It doesn't look tacky, but only this kind of makeup makes Margarita's appearance more noble and elegant.
Her figure is as mature and charming as a peach, and her skin is as delicate and fair as cream.
She is wearing a dark green gauze skirt, which seems to have an open neckline and back.
This unruly color does not seem to be out of place on her.
The power of magic can create beauty beyond the times.
"Wait a minute, I don't care about beautiful women. Why are the eyes of this girl so bright?"
Lan En's body is a little stiff.
By the way, he is sleeping with his upper body naked.
Margarita's wheelchair rolled over.
"Hmm, it seems. You are recovering well."
As he said that, the white and jade-like palm trembled and was about to be placed on Lan En's body.
The young man looked at it expressionlessly. She silently pulled up the quilt.
The ladies looked at her, but she didn't look like a good person.