The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

"Okay, young magister, do you have no future as a necromancer? Do you want to become a druid?" Tricia smiled as she looked at Mu Hua, who was pretending to be calm but showing off.

Tricia likes to get along with Mu Hua. He is young and not as gloomy as most necromancers. This showy mentality is in line with his age. He does not appear arrogant and is not annoying.

"It's better to have too many skills. I still remember the corpse mark you promised me." Mu Hua said with a smile.

Although the vine technique is not very conspicuous, it is a natural secret technique of druid. Under normal circumstances, it is not learned. It requires a guide to guide the understanding.

Magic is fair, the elements are ruthless, and the original sin of jealousy also symbolizes the virtue of patience.

The breath of death can be traced back to magic power, and magic power can also be derived from life energy. Whether it is the breath of death or life energy, it can be understood as a kind of mutated magic power.

The breath of death and life energy are both magical powers of mutation. They are everywhere, but under normal circumstances, it is difficult to reach them without special means.

High-level undead creatures also have the ability to regenerate. It does not mean that they cannot access life energy after adapting to the aura of death.

Mu Hua didn't know the specifics of others, but he was born from krypton skills.

Although it is an intermediate-level magic, vine magic is somewhat like a warlock's trick. It is a magic that takes advantage of the situation and has the ability to destruct beyond the level, but it often requires the help of foreign objects to produce attack effects.

This magic cannot be created out of nothing. Life energy cannot realize the materialization effect of elements. At the very least, it requires plant seeds as a spell-casting medium.

Depending on the plant seeds, different destructive powers can be produced.

The purple sun thorns can trap people and animals, and the bloodthirsty vines can kill people and slay demons. If the seeds of the Hydra vines are obtained, they can be stimulated and cause large-scale disasters.

Of course, the magic power required to catalyze the Hydra vines will naturally not be less.

Moreover, if there is no 'Gluttony Will', these vines will not distinguish between friend and foe, and the caster who catalyzes them will also be attacked by them.

Well, although in Mu Hua's impression, druids should belong to the natural faction, and the druids' secret skills should belong to natural magic.

But in this world, natural magic belongs to the original sin of gluttony, and the elves who are closely related to nature are also the apostles of gluttony.

You can master magic like vine magic, and it seems to be no different from ordinary magic. But those who don’t know how to do it can’t learn it no matter how hard they learn it.

This is a series of relatively unreasonable magic. Because it involves the qualitative change of magic power, they have gained the name of secret magic and have been classified as white magic by humans.

Although it didn't look powerful, Nick and Irene were quite surprised by the vine technique that Mu Hua performed.

But perhaps because she knew it, Tricia focused more on concealed spellcasting, and she was also attracted by the corpse mark mentioned by Mu Hua.

"Corpse engraving? Do you have undead that need to be imprinted now?" Decorating her own hut by herself was a life adjustment for Tricia. Without asking Mu Hua to help with the "decoration", Tricia greeted the three people into the house.

A spacious and bright house without various skulls or lantern crystal balls.

There were sofas, massage chairs, massage tables, and Mu Hua was stunned to see a water bed and a cross with the ability to restrain.

"Are you...are you sure this is a spiritual room, not a functional room? There won't be a whip in this, right?" Being 'shocked' by the layout of the room, Mu Hua ignored the problem of the corpse mark for a moment.

"Giggle, dear, are you a guest? If you need it, we can also provide some special services." Before Tricia could answer, a female spirit body floated in front of several people with her feet off the ground.

A succubus?

Different from Tuesday, the clothes that seemed to be formed by gray fog gave people a dirty feeling, and the facial features were also a little blurry.

Facing the smiling banshee, Nick subconsciously took half a step back. Irene frowned cautiously. Her eyes were not focused, but she only saw a gray mist.

"Back off! Bitch!" He yelled sternly, and Tuesday came out from behind Mu Hua.

It has a far more delicate appearance than the banshee. Although it is a spirit body, a terrifying scythe appears in Tuesday's hand. The originally smiling banshee's expression froze, her eyes flashed with fear, and she hid behind Tricia.

"Huh, what's so bad about it?" Although she was afraid, Tricia stood in front of her, and the Banshee complained dissatisfiedly towards Tuesday.

"Fanny, if I were you, I would definitely not pick a fight in front of him. As far as I know, he also has a hell dog." Tricia did not defend the banshee, but rather had an attitude of watching the show.

"It's okay." Mu Hua said to Tuesday first. Then Tuesday sneaked into Mu Hua's body again, and then he looked at the banshee opposite.

"It's a hell hound." Mu Hua corrected.

The banshee is already considered a relatively advanced ghost, with an elusive way of moving and attacks that directly touch the soul.

For creatures without psychic vision, the banshee can also dilute their existence to a certain extent. They pose a fatal threat to many creatures and are relatively terrifying ghosts.

However, their weakness in resisting beatings is also obvious. Cerberus, which has a tough soul and can feed on ghosts, is also their absolute nemesis.

"Hey, sir, we are operating legally here, you can't hurt me." The banshee first protested to Mu Hua, and then hugged Tricia's neck from behind.

"Honey, look, he has a banshee inhabiting his body, and I want it too," the banshee said to Tricia.

"Go away, Fanny, go get a few glasses of water, don't let me lock you in the spirit bottle." The banshee in front of her behaved affectionately, Tricia said with a cold face.

Letting the banshee enter her body was Tricia's way of polishing her soul. It was exercise and torture. Her eyelids twitched when she saw Tuesday, who was freely entering and exiting Mu Hua's body, and it was definitely not because of Tuesday's relatively delicate appearance.

"This is my sister, at least she used to be." Tricia explained to Mu Hua after swatting away the banshee.

"Do witches like to use their relatives as ghosts? I once killed the parents of a palace witch, is that okay?" Mu Hua asked awkwardly.

"It's okay if she doesn't pursue the case. Their curses only dare to be cast on their compatriots. The palace witches are all Bichi." When mentioning the palace witches, Tricia's tone was harsh, and her expression was full of disgust and distortion.

The sudden contrast made Mu Hua and others stunned again. Tricia coughed dryly and her expression returned to normal.

And that moment that made Mu Hua mistakenly think that the other party was about to turn dark, seemed to prove the reason why the wandering witch was tabooed by others.

"Ahem, okay, Fanny was once a witch, and she was killed by the palace witch." Tricia explained, probably aware of her gaffe.

"It is not comfortable to polish the soul. According to the needs of different guests, we will try our best to provide guests with a more comfortable environment."

"As for this restraint rack, some customers who are eager for quick success will also have high-intensity requirements. In order to prevent the other party from hurting themselves, this restraint rack is not used under normal circumstances." Deliberately changing the subject, Tricia introduced the situation in the room to several people.

It's bright, warm, and even a little ambiguous. If you close the curtains, it looks more like a witch's cabin in a psychological clinic.

This somewhat subverted Mu Hua's understanding of the mental room. When Tricia pulled a screen to cover the restraint rack, a set of first aid equipment that was originally covered by the screen was revealed. Mu Hua gritted her teeth when she saw it.

This is probably also for guests. . .

At this moment, Mu Hua was deeply aware of the difference on Tuesday. Well, he would like to give Tuesday extra meals when he goes back. Here is the Philosopher's Stone.

"Are all witches' spiritual houses like this?" Mu Hua asked casually after sitting on the water bed and playing for a few times. It was quite comfortable. He might consider buying a set.

"It depends on personal preference. There should be the kind of house you imagine, just like some necromancers also like to build houses on graves." Tricia said with a smile.

"Okay, fortunately we are all relatively normal." Mu Hua spread his hands.

"Fanny is not the only ghost here, right? You need to introduce her to me to avoid any surprises."

There are many people in Mu Hua's family who treat ghosts as snacks. If someone eats Tricia's ghost, it will be a lot of trouble.

"Of course, but usually they are near the cabin, and I won't let them get too far away from me." Tricia said.

"There are some blind ravens in the woods, and they are also somewhat lethal to ghosts now." When he came to the window, Mu Hua waved, and a raven landed on Mu Hua's shoulder.

"You raise these blind ravens? I think it feels a little weird." Tricia looked at the ravens and frowned slightly.

After the raven is summoned to full level, their spiritual attributes have reached 200. Although the raven's physical condition is very low, ghosts usually have naked defense.

Facing ordinary ghosts, these ravens are blind and accurate. Blind ravens also eat ghosts. Even the banshee Fanny would probably suffer some minor injuries if she was surrounded by dozens of ravens of this style.

Special attack methods, lack of self-defense, quickness in hurting others, and quickness in being hurt by others are all characteristics of ghosts.

Mu Hua would have asked the blind raven to clean up some wild ghosts that appeared in the town, but it was necessary for the raven to meet Tricia's ghost.

After understanding the reason, Tricia was not dissatisfied with this. She took out a few nameplates and released some of the ghosts living on them.

There were seven or eight ghosts, ranging from ghosts to dead souls. There was a sudden noise in the woods outside the house, and a large number of ravens gathered outside the window, blinking their dark red eyes.

Tricia was surprised. She had long noticed that there would be blind ravens staying around the hotel, but she did not expect that there would be so many of them.

At this time, she probably didn't know that these were summoned beasts, otherwise she might have asked again. . .