The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Maybe my usage is wrong.

According to the definition of guardianship, one must have a strong will to guard. Is it because my will is not strong?

No, both El and I felt something was wrong at that time, so we must have a strong will to protect ourselves.

But it seems that El's 'guardian' is stronger.

Could it be that protecting others is great but not protecting yourself?

This is also possible.

Nodding slightly, he picked up the teapot that turned light red, flipped a blue cup from the tea tray on the table, and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

I saw El wearing a light green dress walking downstairs, wiping her wet hair.

Elok flipped a cup over again and poured a cup of black tea for El.

Smiled and said:

"I added bergamot, it's a little sour. Try it."

Barefoot, slowly walked downstairs. There was a line of footprints on the wooden stairs and on the floor.

She walked slowly past Alok and sat on a small separate sofa next to the coffee table.

He took the black tea that Elok handed to him and took a sip. He did not comment on the quality of the tea, but said:

"Did you tell Pawpaw?"

Seeing Alok nodding, she nodded slightly in response, and then said thoughtfully:

"I originally planned to communicate with Heather today to fulfill her will and gain divination skills. But obviously, she went crazy. Do you feel that something is not right about today's battle?"

Hearing this, Alok was stunned and didn't feel anything was wrong. asked:

"What's wrong?"

Frowning slightly, El said:

"Were you attacked by Heather as soon as you entered?"

Raising his head to recall, Alok shook his head and replied:

"No, I looked around the room, turned on the will body vision, and found her on the bed. Then before I could react, she came straight to me. And screamed. Attacked me."

Touching his chin, El said:

"So she didn't attack you for at least five seconds."

Without thinking, he shook his head again, and Elok replied:

"No, not five seconds. The second I saw her she attacked me."

"Why did she attack you?" El asked in confusion. She paused for three seconds and continued:

"Also, what is the will that supports her becoming an undead?"

Airok took a sip of tea and replied:

"Maybe I know."

Hearing this, El looked at Alok. Hear him explain.

"Did you hear what she screamed?"

Seeing El shook his head, Alok said:

"Her second scream was, 'Are you trying to take my baby too?'" He paused and looked at El. "Then the answer is obvious, her will is her child."

Seeing Ello remain silent and listening to his analysis, Alok was somewhat satisfied.

He smiled and continued:

"Your fireball hit the bed, the quilt was lifted, and I saw two bones. I think those are Heather and his children. The crystallization of the will is there."

Speaking of this, El suddenly interrupted:

"Stop, stop, stop, you said there are two corpses, and you said Heather had the will because she wanted to protect her child from being taken away. And she became an undead because she didn't complete the will. Logically speaking, his child should be It was taken."

"Furthermore, the will crystal will not appear before death. It will precipitate after death. Whose crystal is it?" She looked at Alok.

Alok took a sip of tea and shrugged.

"Who knows?"

"I just said I saw it. My extraordinary knowledge is not enough."

Rolled his eyes. El said helplessly: "This is really an impeccable reason."

Shrugging again, he spoke again:

"Later, I rolled in and came to the bedside. I heard her words. When I saw the leg bones under the quilt, I wanted to lift it up and take a look. Later, she went crazy."

Looking at El's slightly twitching expression, Alok argued:

"I admit, it's a bit reckless. But there's nothing you can do about it. I have to hide my skills. Besides, I helped you attract hatred when I got there."

Frowning, El said in a professor's experienced tone:

"At that time, you should roll back, with me behind you. It's safer this way."

Silently poured a cup of black tea for El. Elok replied softly:

"Aren't I inexperienced? And I'm also afraid of bringing danger to you. After all, I'm in the front row."

Having said that, El smiled, tilted his head and comforted:

"You performed well today. For someone who has only just become a transcendent, this is a very good performance."

There is nothing wrong with what El said. As a person who has just become a transcendent, it is good to be able to not panic in battle. Not to mention it can be of great help.

"If, as you said, there is a will crystal there, then our harvest this time may be doubled. But one person at a time."

It sounds like it's already in hand.

Alok, who was smiling brightly, once again diligently added water to El, and the cup was full.

"That's great, El. Love you."

Ignoring Alok's unworthy words, Il also concluded:

"I have also thought about how to deal with the undead. There are two plans, and the best one is of course plan one. I hit Heather with blinding light. Then I gain the upper hand. Unfortunately, I didn't expect that blinding is useless against the undead. This is probably because the vision of the undead is the vision of the will."

"Plan two is to use the high temperature of the fireball to fight the undead. The undead are creatures of the will and are not afraid of physical damage."

"The undead like cold and humid environments. But the high temperature and dryness of the fireball will cause harm to them. If they pass directly through their will, their will will become unstable. This will cause them to collapse."

Hearing this, Alok raised his thumb with a educated expression. He praised Il generously:

"You are really capable."

Hearing this, Il glanced at Alok. He didn't say anything, as if he accepted this sentence that seemed a little wrong.

Elok paused for a moment and asked again:

"El, what other skills do you have? I think we can cooperate better after we understand each other."

Hearing this, El also became motivated, sat up straight, and said:

"Indeed, this is conducive to our future cooperation."

"In addition to the pets, transformation spells, and broom flying you know, there is also "Elemental Affinity", which is a skill that can launch fireballs, ice cones, earth spikes, and weak lightning. The power is not great, but sometimes it is very effective."

"There is also "Blinding Light", which can make people blind and burn eyes. "Witch Hand" can help me take objects remotely. But I must know the exact location, and the distance is relatively close at this stage, and it can't be too heavy. I can't take that crystal."

"There is also a "beacon" that can mark a unit and transmit limited information, very short words. Do you want to try it?"

Elok suddenly became interested.

"Oh? There is such a skill."

"Yes, do you want to try it? It will be easier for us to cooperate. The distance of transmission cannot be too far, and the farther it is, the shorter the message can be. And the farther it is, the longer it takes to get the message."

"Okay!" Alok replied with some surprise. "That's great."

Il stood up and said:

"Then wait for me. I'll get some ink."

Seeing Il happily walk upstairs, after waiting for about 30 seconds, he came down with a small black ink bottle in his left hand and a very delicate feather pen in his right hand.

Put the ink bottle on the coffee table and said to Alok briskly:

"Stretch out your hand."

She sat back in her original position, holding Alok's left hand with her left hand and putting it in front of her. She took the feather pen in her right hand and dipped it in a little ink, and said while drawing on the back of Alok's hand:

"This is a special ink for enchantment, with some magic solvents added to it, which contains extraordinary power. It will be a little itchy at first, just bear with it."

Oh my, it's really itchy.

Enduring the itch on his hand, Alok's face turned red and white.

Finally, after Il finished painting, he stopped Alok's urge to scratch.

Looking at Alok's ferocious eyes and his threatening left hand, she pressed Alok's left wrist hard. Her face was very humorous.

She silently chanted a spell on the back of Alok's hand. The ink on the back of his hand penetrated into the skin like a tattoo.

The itching gradually disappeared.

Alok, who finally solved the problem, looked at the tattoo on the back of his left hand and fell into deep thought.

He finally couldn't help asking:

"Is a little rabbit tattoo really good?"