Chapter 276: A Sparring Session |
Although what Mr. Black and White said makes sense.
But the space of destiny itself is very dangerous, requiring exploration of a completely unknown and unfamiliar world.
If you are not careful, you may take the wrong path and fall into a crisis step by step.
The current need to force the difficulty level through the Destiny Cards has made the team a little nervous.
It was necessary to give a word about this to those closest to them ... After all, there was a definite possibility of dying in it.
Abel's performance today was very different from his usual, perhaps because he was too nervous about meeting Mr. Black and White, and his whole being was out of shape the whole time.
As he left the tower, Abel finally realized that he had lost his cool and hurriedly turned his folded together animal ears back into their original shape.
Pretending to look like a serious captain, he said, "Ahem ... I'll take care of the necessary items and potions. I have to explain today's events to my grandfather, so I'll see you all in the morning."
Abel took the white wolf that belonged to him out of the animal pen and immediately returned to the Behemoth Knights.
This was, after all, her first time.
"I ... I'll go back and talk to my master about this.
I will also bring as small a volume of 'efficient co-solvent as I can to be able to repair or temporarily strengthen your equipment within Destiny Space."
"Well, you've been training too often in actual combat these days Wendy, so go back and sleep early today ... don't worry, I can still guarantee the most basic survival issues."
Such a dependable sentence from Han Dong let Wendy relax a lot.
Just as Wendy was preparing to depart.
A raven dangled a letter and delivered it to Wendy's hand.
It squawked ... three times before flying into the forest area.
Han Dong hurriedly relayed the Raven's voice transmission message, "Sir asked you to bring this letter to Great Blacksmith Hedrig."
"Oh! Okay."
Once this letter was sent over, there would naturally be no problem on Wendy's Master side.
Han Dong walked over to the side of the mechanical stallion and gently patted Wendy's rather sturdy back.
"Relax, nothing will happen with me around ...."
"Good ..."
In a moment, Wendy's nervousness almost completely disappeared, and a blush surfaced on the side of her face as she drove her steed back to the [Underground Furnace Castle].
"Yo! Some people are quite good at teasing girls ... I didn't expect you to like this kind of muscle girl ah?"
Mia deliberately snickered at the side.
However, Mia herself did not have too much jealousy, these days Mia and Wendy two people are considered to have established a shallow beneficial relationship, with such a pure and kind blacksmith little sister, Mia seems to be able to get some 'human complement' from it.
"It's none of your business whether you like it or not, I guess ... That said, don't you have to report Mr. Black and White's decision to the witch?"
Mia suddenly took a step forward and wrapped her arms around Han Dong, her pupils showing a morbid gaze: "Report it for what? It's not like I'm afraid of any high level difficulty, it would be nice to die with you, Nicholas."
Han Dong could only smile awkwardly.
Following closely, Mia drew light circles on Han Dong's chest with her nails.
"Since the supplies are all taken care of by Abel.
On the last day, why don't we relax a bit? If you don't want to go to the tree house, we can spend the night somewhere else before ..."
"Is that what you're 'asking'?"
"Bah! Don't think it's so easy ... you can go if you like."
Han Dong suddenly remembered something, "Mia, how about we go to the witch academy?"
"What for?"
"Accompany me for a practical sparring session, I've been burying my head in the sand for so long ... I want to try out the changes in my current physical condition and abilities."
"No!"
"If the practical exercises are very effective, it is not impossible to accompany you for one night."
"Really!?"
"Well ... provided that it is as effective as I expect it to be."
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you're 'satisfied' ... Let's go! It just so happens that the teacher is not at home during this time and seems to have followed him to a meeting up there due to [Death] returning to town."
"Hmm? The witch is not here ... Then you wait."
Han Dong sent an expedited message through the clockwork device on his wrist.
"Waiting for what?"
"Waiting for an acquaintance who is 'almost' as good as us to join us for an 'unconventional' cut."
About fifteen minutes later.
A luxury carriage pulled into the Dark moon Forest and arrived at the junction of the High Tower and the Swamp.
It was rare to find a luxury carriage like this carrying an Academy-wide pass, and only some of the higher-ranking deputy directors had such a private carriage.
Dempsey, wearing a single bronze mirror and a grey stand-up collar trench coat, stepped out of the carriage.
Han Dong also accidentally caught a glimpse of a slender jade hand waving goodbye to Dempsey from inside the carriage ...
In 'this area' Dempsey was a real expert.
With his looks and figure, as well as his unique fingering skills in the entire Holy City ... could walk across the college.
Not only the upper-class women but also the ordinary female students would be attracted to Dempsey's unique aura and poise.
However, Mia was not interested at all and instead treated the fine-skinned Dempsey as a 'love interest'.
"Brother Dempsey, I'm sorry to make you rush over here." Han Dong politely went up to greet him.
Dempsey gave a kind of cordial smile, "It's not often that you get the chance to go to the mysterious [Witch Academy] for a practical sparring session, so I have to thank Brother Nicholas for calling me."
At the same time, he also greeted Mia to one side.
Mia, on the other hand, looked very arrogant and ignored this 'third party'.
"Let's go."
Dempsey, who had set foot in the [Dead water Swamp] for the first time, did not have a half-hearted change in his expression.
Stepping on the swampy planks hanging from the twisted trees, he followed closely behind Han Dong.
Not a moment later.
Dempsey's aura had attracted the attention of many apprentice witches.
Interesting glances were cast from all the small tree houses, and some tattooed witches even climbed out of their tree houses to get a closer look at the fine-skinned white boy.
"Dempsey's got a lot of 'charisma'."
"Ha-ha, vice-captain don't laugh at me ... But then, that 'ability' can be useful at times."
"Indeed."
Paddling the worn-out wooden boat, he arrived at the [Witch Schoolhouse] in the centre of the swamp.
The schoolhouse was completely closed while the Witch was away.
Only straight students like Mia had the qualifications to enter the academy.
Standing in the wet and plant-attached practical area of the academy, Dempsey couldn't help but spread his arms and feel the unique scent of the place.
"There is a strong wizardly scent flowing through the air ... Casting sorcery will be a little more effective than outside and will use less energy."
With that, Dempsey picked up a handful of clay.
By rubbing his fingers together, he made the clay scatter in a powdery form in the air.
A black clay shield with a skull printed on its surface formed in front of Dempsey.
This startled Mia.
"Hmm! You know witchcraft?"
"Didn't I tell you when I introduced myself? I know a little bit of everything ... in terms of sorcery, naturally, I am not as proficient as Miss Mia."
