Release that Witch

The explorer is still dressed in the swaying, full of feathers, and the right eye is wearing a blindfold with rose petals. I can’t connect him with the Thunder alone, but I don’t know why, Roland always thinks. The image of the other party and the banquet is slightly different.

"When you pretend to be a person, you need to devote yourself wholeheartedly, even thinking that you are the person, you can deceive the eyes and ears of others. This is the first sentence that the other party taught when I was pretending to be disguised." Thunder sucked a pipe, weak The red light is like a looming firefly in the dimly aisle. "Your Majesty, I am afraid I can't concentrate on playing Sander. Birds... she will see it."

It turns out that the strange feeling came from this. Roland thought that because there was a certain danger in adulthood, he could no longer pretend to be an irrelevant outsider and indifferent to his daughter.

If there is concern, then it is not Sander.

"Do you want to keep hiding like this?" Roland raised his eyebrow. "You should have heard it just by lightning. She is destined to embark on the path of the explorer."

This problem has silenced the Thunder for a long time.

When Roland thought that the other party would not answer, he opened his mouth. "Your Majesty, do you believe in fate?"

For a moment, Roland had some doubts about the identity of the Thunder explorer.

Isn't this the classic starting style for preaching?

Of course, similar questions are also common in high school students' love letters.

However, the other party is obviously not trying to find an answer. "Someone told me that superiors tend to die in what they do best, and in order to make up for it, God will always give such people unparalleled talent. This is fate, like The roads that are destined to be tempted because of their extraordinary talents are eventually degraded. On the contrary, those who have average abilities will usually live longer."

"Who said this?" Roland couldn't help but ask.

"Sand, who is also the one who introduced me to the path of the explorer." Thunder took a cigarette.

"Wait, is there such an explorer in the fjord? Are you afraid of lightning hearing his name?"

"He has been dead for many years, and he was unknown until his death. The same is true after death... According to the standards of the fjord, he can't even be regarded as a real explorer." In the smoke, the thunder's figure almost blends with the shadow of the wall. In one, "When he died, he couldn't find a brand new island, or an unmarked route on the nautical chart. Sander didn't care about his fame. He said that adventure itself is a kind of fun, lack of talent, nothing. Ok, at least don't worry if it will be short-lived."

Roland seems to be aware of something, "How did he die?"

"To save me, I died." The Thunder slowly said, "The ship encountered a sea ghost attack. Sander pulled me back into the cabin and smashed a claw. The wound was not big, but the herb was ineffective. The flesh and blood quickly rotted, and after three days, I didn't breathe. At that time, he told me that he still died in his own good things. He has no other advantages in his life. The only thing he is good at is to think of goodness."

"..." Roland suddenly found that he did not know what to say.

“After the birth of Lightning, I have shown great talent in adventure. Whether it is identifying the route or drawing a chart, her learning speed is much faster than the average person.” When Thunder said these words, the look of his face was extremely complicated. "When I learned that she was awakened to a witch, this worry has risen. You should know what this ability means for the explorer."

Indeed, if courage, curiosity, and curiosity are still hidden human nature, anyone can provoke it, then magic can only be said to be a gift of the gods.

"So I made this decision," Thunder looked up, and the light in his eyes seemed to echo the red light in the pipe. "If fate is hard to avoid, I might use another way to cut it off if I can catch lightning. Before officially embarking on the path of the explorer, uncovering the veil of the unknown land, her chances of encountering danger will be greatly reduced. Aside from the territory occupied by the devil, there is still no place to go to the place where only the sea line is east and In the ruins of the shadow sea area, when you defeat the devil, I should be able to draw a map of these two places, and before that, I still act alone."

If there is no need to explore, naturally there is no risk, this answer makes Roland can not help but move.

Although the world may be much larger than he imagined, it is not a matter of courage to sum up such thoughts in this era.

Gravity secures everyone to the ground, but it does not limit the minds of some fanatics.

The Thunder is clearly one of the best.

Flying is not just a patent belonging to a witch.

"I understand what you mean," Roland raised his lips. "Do not worry, I promise that after the end of the battle of God, you will get a lightning bolt that is unharmed."

"Everything is up to you, kneel." Thunder sighed.

Just then, there was a sudden exclamation in the room.

Roland nodded to each other and turned back to the bedroom.

The side of the wall has been pushed open, but he did not hear the sound of the divine inscription.

"Your Majesty," Wendy said excitedly. "Lightning her... her magic is condensed!"

Another witch who was promoted on adulthood, he saw obvious excitement in the eyes of Ai Gesha and Wendy, which means that their research is indeed feasible.

“Really?” Roland walked over to the bed and looked at the girl who was eager to try. “Is there any discomfort?”

"Not at all," Lightning patted his chest. "I feel full of strength! But unfortunately, I didn't release my mind. It is the limit to light up the fourth magic stone."

"That's fine," Roland said with a long exit. "So you have a good rest today, tomorrow again."

"Your Majesty, I want to try it now, can I!" Lightning jumped out of bed. "I seem to hear that it is calling me, so I can't help but want to fly right away!"

Does it mean magic? Roland couldn't help but laugh. It was the most energetic one in the Witch League. When he said this, he still has nothing to agree with. "Take the wheat bran together, don't fly too far."

"Yes!"

"Hey!"

The wall on one side was still half open, and the wheat mash became a pigeon and fell to the top of the lightning. Then she held the pigeon in her hands and slammed the room and disappeared into the cold night.

"I don't know how her ability to cohesive will behave..." Wendy stared at the night and muttered, "Tomorrow will be busy again."

"Please also let me use the colorful magic stone to observe when testing." Felice added.

"In short, stop here today, everything will wait until tomorrow."

Just as Roland said halfway, there was a thunderous explosion in the sky!

The sound is so strong, it is as real! The snow in the eaves was shaken by white fog, and the ice fell like raindrops, and the glass windows of the castle were cracked as if they had been smashed by an invisible giant hand.

In the stunned view of the witches, the echoes caused by thunder swayed back and forth in the mountains of the desperate mountains, and they never stopped disappearing for a long time.