The Wizarding Age

My head was dizzy.

When Mary regained consciousness again, she was already in a peaceful and tranquil bedroom.

The bed was very soft, and the silky bedding even had a familiar body odor.

When Mary opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was of course the ceiling illuminated by the light.

This was a stone tower, and the ceiling was of course made of stone.

The surface of the top wall was smooth and flat, grayish white, and there were tiny metal particles dotted inside. Such obvious external features also allowed Mary to identify its composition at a glance.

This was steel rock, a common stone most commonly used to build tall buildings.

Although steel rock is a natural ore, it has a strength that is not inferior to magic iron alloy. If it were not for the lack of necessary elemental resistance, it would also be one of the best stones for building a witch tower.

However, at this moment, the bright elemental light on the top wall reflected a tall and majestic figure.

Mary tilted her head and immediately saw the familiar back on the side of the house.

The sky outside the tower was already full of stars.

In front of the narrow window, Grimm was sitting there.

Wearing a black wizard robe and with dark red hair draped behind him, he was silently lying on the desk, copying something quickly.

Mary closed her eyes and checked carefully. The blood energy that had been exhausted in her body had recovered a little, and the numerous wounds on her body had disappeared without a trace, and she had regained her original pink and smooth skin. Mary licked her red lips gently, and a sweet smell of blood lingered between her lips and teeth.

Tasting it carefully, it seemed that she could taste the unique spiciness of the flame energy!

The next second, Mary's scarlet blood pupils opened again, and the whole person appeared silently behind the tall figure. Gently brushing away the dark red hair, looking at the other party's white and shiny neck, Mary couldn't help swallowing her saliva with difficulty.

The energy breath in the other party's body was simply a perfect prey for Mary, who was hungry and hungry. Under the urging of instinct, a faint green light shone in the depths of Mary's bloodshot eyes, and two bloody fangs bulged out from her upper lip, as if they were about to pierce the opponent's neck blood vessels in the next second.

"Are you awake?" Grimm lay on the table without looking back, and fluently wrote lines of mysterious and magical witchcraft runes on the parchment: "Look, this is a set of magic tattoos I designed for you. Once activated, it can increase your agility by one or two points..."

Sensing the breath of life behind him, Grimm seemed to be unaware of Mary's abnormality, but instead explained to her the excellence of this set of magic tattoos. However, strangely, his low and calm voice seemed to have a magical power, which actually made Mary get rid of the restlessness of her blood and once again restore the mind that a wizard should have.

"You defeated me..." Mary said very calmly.

Grimm stopped explaining and fell into silent silence.

He wanted to comfort the other party, but he knew that any comfort would easily be understood by the other party as pity, so he could only remain silent awkwardly.

"Where are my men?" Freed from the obsession of winning or losing, Mary finally cared about her men.

Although she did not drain every bit of their blood energy during the battle, the huge amount of extraction could easily cause their bodies to collapse. Especially the old fox Wenlier, who turned from a young and handsome nobleman back to his original old and frail appearance.

"The situation is not very good... But after all, they are vampires you trained. As long as you give them enough blood, there is no injury that they can't recover from!"

Mary's mental power slightly coiled, and she had a clear view of the situation in the entire stone tower.

In a secret room on the second floor of the stone tower, her four men were lying on the beautiful and pretty 衤果女, stabbing their sharp fangs into the other's neck blood vessels. These beauties all rolled their eyes, their expressions were twisted and excited, and they looked like they were immersed in extreme happiness.

In a corner of the room, several female corpses with withered bodies and wrinkled skin like old mummies were piled together. The blood in their bodies had been sucked clean by vampires, leaving not a drop.

Mary withdrew her mental power with satisfaction and once again focused her attention on Grimm in front of her.

"Tell me, what's wrong with your strength? Where did the flame lord go? How did you become the wind dragon now? Moreover, what's wrong with the wind dragon? How can it inspire the dragon power unique to the dragon race..."

After being separated for so long, Mary felt extremely unfamiliar with everything around Grimm, so she couldn't wait to get to know and master this mysterious man again.

So, Grimm could only describe to Mary bit by bit what he had experienced after leaving the knight plane. From that short family war, to the sky city full of powerful and mysterious atmosphere, to Alice's battle for fate, and the flame throne witch tower he created...

"Did Alice give you that dragon crystal?" Mary suddenly asked.

After hearing so much, Grimm thought Mary would care about the family or the Fire Throne, but he didn't expect that the first question she asked was about the inexplicable 'Dragon Crystal'.

"Yes!"

"Damn it, that little girl must have foreseen something in advance! Otherwise, how could she give you that Dragon Crystal at the right time..." The red light in Mary's eyes flashed again, and she looked like she was gnashing with hatred.

"Uh..." Grimm couldn't help but feel speechless: "The Witch of Fate is not that evil, right? How could she have foreseen what happened a year ago so long ago..."

"Humph, it must be like this! Otherwise, how could I be so easily affected by your dragon power..."

"..."

"You say, can that Alice predict our current conversation..."

"..."

The more she speculated, the more she felt that she made sense, and a dangerous light flashed in Mary's bloodshot eyes again.

She grabbed Grimm's collar and pulled him in front of her. The two stared at each other nose to nose and eye to eye.

"Humph, I won't let that little girl get the upper hand!"

After saying that, her beautiful red lips sealed Grimm's mouth.

Under the light, Mary's slender and tall figure fit perfectly into Grimm's back.

A charming and beautiful strange voice suddenly sounded in the room...

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When Grimm woke up from his sweet dream, it was already dawn.

Mary's figure could no longer be seen on the messy bed, but her body fragrance was still faintly lingering on the silk quilt and mattress.

Sitting up too suddenly made Grimm feel as if his waist was about to break. Besides the pain, there was endless soreness and weakness. However, thinking back to Mary's wildness and passion last night, Grimm immediately felt itchy, and an irresistible impulse made his heart burn again.

Forcing himself to leave the bed, Grimm's mental power swept slightly and scanned the stone tower, but strangely did not find Mary's figure, and even the few Mary's men on the second floor of the stone tower disappeared.

However, the mental power was not completely undiscovered.

Grimm took a step forward, and the violent flames on Chiguo's body flashed away, and some of the traces left by last night's passion disappeared. He took a set of clothes from the wooden rack next to him and put them on. Grimm slowly came to the wooden table. On the top parchment, Mary's handwriting was flying in a flamboyant manner.

‘I’ll go talk to Alice!’

Uh…what is this? To assert sovereignty or to reminisce with old friends?

Grimm held the parchment, his face full of helplessness.

Mary’s bold love and hate character deeply attracted him, but her overly indulgent temper made him feel helpless. She has always been so independent, and even her actions often dominate her mind. She did such a big thing without discussing it with him, and she did it so confidently.

This made Grimm a little angry, but he immediately began to daydream.

The relationship between him and Alice was both public and private, and there was some ambiguity in it, but it was different from the ‘pure’ relationship with Mary, so what would happen if Mary and Alice collided? He didn’t know the consequences, but he wanted to know.

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In the wilderness in the distance, Mary was flapping her wings and flying fast, followed by Wenlier, Soros and four others.

Below them, on a gray path, the endless stream of pedestrians and merchants made Wen Lier's mouth dry, and he couldn't help wanting to fly down and have a good meal.

However, the strange behavior of the master occupied Wen Lier's mind more. He flew a few times and got close to Mary's side. He couldn't help but ask softly: "Master, where are we going?"

"To the northernmost tip of the wizard continent, there is the area ruled by the northern witch..." Mary didn't know why, but her mood was unusually good today. Not only did she not blame Wen Lier for talking too much, but she patiently answered his questions.

"What are we going there for? Master, didn't you just return to the family? Does the family allow you to run around randomly?" Wen Lier asked courageously.

"Hmph, I just helped them fight a war in another dimension, and I have a ten-year vacation after I come back. From now on, I am completely free!"

"Then why are we going to the territory of the Northern Witch?"

"To see a friend!" Mary suddenly said hatefully: "To see a self-righteous good friend!"

After that, without allowing him to ask any more questions, Mary flapped her bat wings, and her figure was as fast as lightning, drawing a red line in the air and disappeared from Wen Lier's sight.

"Master... wait for me..."

Wen Lier's eyes turned, and he realized that the master didn't want him to ask about the mysterious man.

So, he had to shut his mouth, grit his teeth and flap his wings to try to catch up with the master.

In the sky, several strange red lines flew away in the air in an instant! chapter;