Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 69 69 Girls, they don’t look like good people!

Chapter 69 69. These ladies don’t look like good people!

Climb all the way from the foothills near Condale to Goth Velen.

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.

Along the way, just the speed of two good horses can escape 99% of the trouble.

Finally, at the moment when Margarita's expression did not improve even though her entire upper body was leaning on Lan En.

The two horses managed to reach Goth Velen 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 the little girl Aaliya had seen magic for the first time. This magic barrier shocked her 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.

"Old gods above, this is real magic!"

"Idle people stop."

A female voice came from the barrier. It seems that although this magic barrier looks very high-end, there are actually people guarding the door and does not have automatic recognition capabilities.

This kind of development, which is slightly scientific in Lan En's eyes, is in line with the differences between different technical routes.

Lan En dismounted, and the high fever-like pain in his body showed no signs of fading away 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 must have used such an effortless tone because she knew the other party could hear her.

"You know my name? No, it's useless. No one is allowed in, that's Master Tissaya's order."

The female voice spoke nonchalantly, sounding like a woman talking between pictures of nail polish.

Lan could feel it in his chest, and Margarita took a deep breath with her chest.

After all, the touch is quite obvious.

"Safin, I will deduct all your vacations this school year!"

The sorceress whispered viciously, then ran her hands over her face.

Lan En could clearly feel something had changed in the woman in his arms.

It was as if a layer of gauze was floating away from the woman's body.

The hidden "charm" is finally revealed.

It was only then that 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.

She has long golden hair and a face that is still beautiful even after nearly ten days of torture.

Margarita's face lived up to the rumors, and the goblins and nymphs were nothing more than that.

The moment the sorceress wiped off the magic cream, there was a sudden sound of fussing from the other side of the protective shield.

Then there was a loud "boom", and right in front of a few 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 gorgeous sorceress walked out of the portal. She seemed a bit old-fashioned, or old-school.

But in terms of appearance, Lan En thinks she is at most thirty?

Her hands were kept closed and placed in front of her belly. This is a dignified stance that does not often appear in daily life.

But she only made this move from beginning to end.

Without asking in detail, this old-school sorceress could tell at a glance how injured Margarita was.

"madness."

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.

Aaliyah's little eyes followed Margarita floating in the air.

The sorceress did not ignore the others.

"You've been poisoned," she said to the witcher in a tone of complete understanding.

"No need to hold on, just by bringing Margarita back, Aretuza's gratitude will not be absent."

"My mind is strong enough to throw the four of you and two horses like coins, so you can lie down now if you want."

The burden on his body was lightened, and Lan En felt as if exhaustion was flooding him like a tide.

"Thank you very much."

The sorceress nodded slightly, and Lan En also floated up.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Lan En felt as if his suspended position had been deliberately adjusted a few times to maintain symmetry with Margarita.

Isn't this great mage an obsessive-compulsive disorder?

After thinking about this randomly, his relaxed body longed for rest, and the demon hunter gradually closed his eyes.

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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 he came 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.

Even without looking around the room, Lan En knew that it must be a place of high-end and luxurious decoration and furniture.

"Mentos, report toxin residue."

"Understood, sir. It is being monitored and the toxin residue has been cleared."

Lan En twisted on the bed and changed into a more comfortable position.

It seems that for warlocks, these toxins are just a problem that can be solved by blowing a breath. Why am I not a warlock? ! !

In this rare moment of relaxation, Lan En inevitably regained his former college student personality.

But when there was a knock on the door, he turned back into the witcher who single-handedly chopped down a camp.

Margarita appeared at the door in a wheelchair.

Her legs were wrapped up and looked like they were in casts.

But the outer layer was carved with lines that Lan En couldn't understand, and there was a soft light flickering inside.

Perhaps as 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.

Now that Margarita has returned to her academy, she can mobilize many resources safely and abundantly.

She resumed her usual dress, with colorful dresses, golden jewelry, and the exquisite makeup that sorceresses pay most attention to.

It's even brighter than the moment you just wipe off the magic cream.

A pair of eyes is enough to arouse the soul. Heavy makeup does not look tacky. On the contrary, only this kind of makeup makes Margarita's appearance more noble and elegant.

Her body is as plump and mature as a peach, and her skin is as delicate and fair as butter.

She was wearing a dark green gauze skirt with an open neckline and back.

This color that is difficult to control does not seem to be out of place on her.

The power of magic can create beauty that transcends time.

"Wait a minute, I don't care if I look at beauties. Why is this bitch's eyes so bright!"

Lan En's body was a little stiff.

By the way, he is currently 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 tender palm of his hand trembled and was about to be placed on Lan En's body.

The young man looked at her expressionlessly and silently pulled the quilt.

The ladies look at it, they don’t look like good people!