Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 69 69. The matchmaker, you don't look like a good person!

From the foothills near Corndale all the way to Gos Velen.

The journey along the way is short and safe.

To be honest, if Waylon had other serious threats besides a group of armed criminal gangs that already numbered hundreds, then Wieselad could really consider stepping down as the lord.

Along the way, just the speed of two good horses can get rid of [-]% of the troubles.

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

The two horses managed to reach Gos Wellen by noon the next day.

This time, Lan En was able to walk straight to the end of Cardo Street, in front of the magic barrier of Arethusa College.

The little girl Alia seemed to be seeing magic for the first time, and she was shocked from ear to ear by this magic barrier.

But because of her curious and active nature, there is no fear in her eyes, but eager curiosity and excitement.

"By old gods, this is real...magic!"

"Idlers stop."

A female voice came from the barrier. It seems that although the magic barrier looks very high-end, there are still people guarding the door, and there is no automatic recognition ability.

In Lan En's eyes, this kind of development is a bit biased, but it is in line with the differences between different technical routes.

Lan En dismounted, and the fever-like pain in his body did not subside after a day.

The toxicity of witcher potions is no joke.

The young man helped Margarita down. The sorceress couldn't stand at this time, so Lan En hugged her.

"Open the door, Safin."

Margarita's voice was weak, but Lan believed that she should have used this effortless tone because she knew that the other side could hear her.

"You know my name? No, it's useless. No one is allowed to enter. This is Master Tishaya's order."

The female voice spoke casually, sounding like a woman slapping her nails in the space between nail polish.

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

After all, the touch is quite obvious.

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

The sorceress whispered viciously, and wiped her face with her hands.

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

It was as if a veil floated away from the woman's body.

The hidden "charm" is finally revealed.

It wasn't until this moment that Lan En realized that he hadn't realized at all before that he couldn't concentrate on Margarita's face at all.

This is the effect of the magic cream. The demon hunter's magic resistance is in front of a real warlock, and even a little ointment can be fooled.

Long golden hair, even after nearly ten days of torture, his face is still beautiful and moving.

Margarita's face was as good as rumored, and so were the goblins and nymphs.

At the moment when the sorceress wiped off the magic cream, there was a sudden rush of sounds from the opposite side of the protective shield.

Then there was a loud "boom", and right in front of the eyes of several people, the air seemed to be suddenly connected to a negative pressure space.

In mid-air, a yellow light flashed on the edge, and the entire dark portal opened.

A portal.

"Wow~"

Even though he was in a state of high fever, Lan En still expressed his admiration for this kind of magic skill that he saw for the first time.

Raise your hand to open the portal, this is called the Archmage!

An equally gorgeous sorceress walks through the portal, and she feels a little stuffy, or old-fashioned.

But in terms of appearance, Lan En thinks she is thirty at most?
Her hands were always closed and placed in front of her lower abdomen.This is a dignified stance that doesn't often appear in everyday life.

But she only had this one action from beginning to end.

Without asking in detail, this old-fashioned sorceress probably knew what Margarita was like at a glance.

"madness."

The sorceress didn't even move her fingers, and Lan felt a lightness in her arms.

Margarita floated away, hovering beside the sorceress.

Alicia's small eyes followed Margarita floating in the air.

The sorceress didn't ignore the others.

"You are poisoned." She said to the witcher in a completely transparent tone.

"You don't have to hold on, as long as you bring back Margarita, Arethusa's gratitude will not be absent."

"I'm telekinetic enough to toss the four of you and two horses for a coin, so you can lie down now if you want."

As soon as the burden on his body was lightened, Lan En only felt that the exhaustion was drowning him like a tidal wave.

"Thank you so much."

The sorceress nodded lightly, and Lan En floated up with her.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lan En felt that the position of his levitation seemed to have been deliberately fine-tuned a few times to keep it symmetrical with Margarita's position.

Isn't this archmage an obsessive-compulsive disorder?
After thinking about it wildly, his relaxed body longed for rest, and the witcher gradually closed his eyes.

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When those amber cat eyes opened again, it was already sunny day again.

There is a full set of velvet bedding under him. Not only has he never slept on such a comfortable bed since he came to this world, even in his hometown world, Lan En has never touched such a high-end bedding.

It's like lying on a cloud.

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

"Mentos, report the toxin residue."

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

Lane squirmed on the bed and changed into a more comfortable position.

It seems that for warlocks, these toxins are really troubles that can be solved with just a breath. Why am I not a warlock! ! !
During the rare relaxation, Lan En inevitably regained his former college student character.

But after the knock on the door, he turned back into the witcher who single-handedly knocked down a camp.

Margarita appeared at the door in a wheelchair.

Her legs were wrapped in what appeared to be casts.

But the outer layer is engraved with lines that Lan En can't understand, and there is a soft light flickering inside.

Perhaps, as Margarita said, magic could restore her almost deboned legs to be more beautiful than before.

The abilities of the mages are exaggerated even in the eyes of their home world.

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

She resumed her usual attire, colorful dresses, golden jewelry, and the delicate makeup that sorceresses value most.

Brighter than the moment when the magic cream was just wiped off.

A pair of eyes is enough to seduce the soul, heavy makeup does not look tacky, on the contrary, only this kind of makeup can make Margarita's appearance more noble and majestic.

The plump figure is as mature and charming as a peach, and the skin is delicate and white like cream.

She was wearing a dark green gauze dress, which seemed to have an open neckline and back.

This uncontrollable color does not seem to be abrupt on her body.

The power of magic can create beauty beyond the times.

"Wait a minute, I don't care about 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 looks like you're recovering well?"

Saying that, the white and tender jade palm tremblingly wanted to put it on Lan En's body.

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

The matchmakers look at it, they don't look like good people!
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