Witch Forest Friends Club

In the wind of magic element set off by the blessings of thousands of heroic spirits, it announced the birth of a new generation of Ax and Staff Alliance.

"Together with us, watch the fate of the last generation of 'beast' great wizards of the Gotts."

PS: Again, although there is a Shura field, it is a pure love story, but it is difficult for Xiaoan to fall in love with anyone. A girl's heart needs the company of a long journey to bloom.Besides, it is very common for women to be jealous of women and women.

Chapter 55 In the king's heart, is there a beast roaring at fate?

Whenever I don't have mushrooms in my dreams, it must be a haunting nightmare. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

An Jiaye, who made the alliance of axes and sticks, bid farewell to Goliath, who was still busy with family affairs, and returned to the established pilgrimage camp to rest.

In fact, the girl does not know how to fulfill the obligations of this sacred covenant—it can only be said that both parties tacitly reserve a space for each other to sort out the confused thoughts in their hearts, and look forward to working together with a new look in the future. Relationship.

After Elsa changed back to her original shape, she fell into the depression of not being able to care about Anjaye. Her overly obvious behavior of anger made the members of the Dandelion Squad—even Bunty, who was the most rough-lined, fall into the trap of Adelie. Under the reminder of - aware of the sour smell in the air.

At this moment, the Gott people are holding a welcome party in full swing, but the atmosphere in the Dandelion team has dropped to freezing point.

The moon is as cool as water falling on the statue of the altar in the middle of the settlement—it is a stone carving of the god of hunting holding a bow like a harp.

The image of Ms. Diana, wearing a simple silver-gray off-the-shoulder long dress, wearing a crown of evening primroses on her head, and a goshawk about to fly resting on her shoulders, walking naked under her feet among the luxuriant flowers and plants, while crawling submissively. Gray wolf and stag.

Legend has it that she used moonlight as a bow and thunder as an arrow to shoot and kill many savage gods and beasts that endangered all races in ancient times, and she also has a pure heart that listens to all things and influences beasts.

As a follower of Diana, the Gort warrior who was born and raised in the embrace of mountains and rivers regards hunting and domesticating wild animals as part of the way of survival.

The wild wind barbecue and all kinds of mountain wild vegetables they presented to entertain the distinguished guests, even if they open their bellies to enjoy it-let the pilgrims who have been eating dry food for many days, hungry and full, finally eat a hot meal that shed tears meal.

The barbarian warriors also took out buckets of fine wine, whether they were robbed or bought, but they drank one by one to cheer them up.

They treat guests equally, and with Goliath's permission, even the insatiable mercenaries join in the carnival. Even though they don't understand the language, drinking and food are the common language among men, and beating and wrestling each other at this time is just It's just a sideshow at the reception.

After the feast came to an end, many mercenaries who had drunk their brains unconsciously lay down by the bonfire, and the barbarians returned to the settlement with their shoulders shoulder to shoulder. Anjayeku sat by the campfire.

It seemed that she was still in good spirits due to sleeping too long during the day and adding the soothing incense.

The black-haired girl was nourishing the mushroom spore colony on the staff of heart bud, and at the same time staring at Gloria who was praying under the goddess statue from a distance——she suddenly felt something, and turned her head to find a Where the shadow and the firelight meet, the slowly approaching figures keep approaching the collapsed drunk man.

"Mr. Ronan, do you have anything to do with me?"

The bard came to her with a big wine glass, and Liu Shui Ling was already drunk, wrapped around his neck and fell asleep.

"I heard that your illness is cured." He sat down casually by the campfire.

"Thanks to your concern, there is no problem." An Jiaye nodded his thanks.

Ever since she learned that the leader of the wave group might have a real identity that even the great wizard Gaut looked at, the girl's inner attitude towards him became more cautious.

But after all, women are born actors. On the outside, An Jiaye still maintained a sense of indifference and proportion.

"Then I'm relieved." Ronan put down his wine glass, took out a bundle of thick sheepskin scrolls from the animal skin bag he carried with him, and handed it to Anjaye, "Accept it as a belated gift of sympathy—— This is a map I hand-drawn with the help of my wife after traveling all over the peninsula."

An Jiaye took the pile of heavy scrolls, opened one and found that it was indeed a very finely crafted map.

The technique and style of cartography seem to have come from the Antonine school of surveying and geography.

From the Wangyue Coast on the west side of the Sea of ​​Sunken Trees, to the Sea of ​​Treasures on the east side of the peninsula, from the prosperous city-states in the north, to the Stone Ship Island where the capital Aronda is located—

Each parchment records the magnificent rivers and mountains of Mirage Peninsula by region.Taking the dense river network and the ridge of the mountain as the central axis, many settlements and mountain roads along the way are drawn in detail, including the underground river caves they passed by before. There is no large error in authenticity, and its value is beyond doubt.

"Is it okay for me to accept such a precious gift?"

"It doesn't matter, what I gave you is just a rubbing copy." Ronan said frankly, "This is also the feedback to the ladies who have taken care of me many times. Although the school has a very detailed map, there are many secret places and paths in my version. can be supplemented."

"Ken walked all over the peninsula with both feet, and made such an excellent map." After putting away the map, An Jiaye tentatively said, "Mr. Ronan's ambition must be very important."

"My wife comes from a family of chambers of commerce, and drawing maps has always been an important family skill." The man said without revealing, "Besides, it is also very useful for Gambino."

"Ronan, Gambino is not here now." An Jiaye said straight to the point, "Can I ask you something?"

"If I can answer, I will tell you." Ronan took off the lute, and adjusted the strings more familiarly with his fingers accustomed to holding swords. "Miss An, let me play a piece for you by the way."

"It's my honor." An Jiaye also nodded flatteringly, "I rarely trust others, but I think you are a good person who can deal with you."

"It's the first time in my life to be praised by a witch." The bard didn't know that he was issued a good card, and he began to fiddle with a melody that blended into the moonlight and flew lightly.

"Miss An, you have changed my view of witches a lot."

"Because I have a very good mentor." An Jiaye looked down at her limp under the leggings, "I have to thank the old wolf for this. He sent me to the entrance palace. Fortunately, I was assigned to the Alchemy Department, which gave me the opportunity to grow up."

"It will be a blessing if my daughter can be taught by such an outstanding witch as you when she grows up."

"Let's get down to business." An Jiaye stubbornly ignored Ronan's olive branch.

"From the beginning of the tour, Gambino's arrangement of the team composition, and even the battle with the Bone Witch have hidden a lot of strangeness." An Jiaye said solemnly, "I thought this tour was arranged by the school on the table. , a signboard used to attract the attention of people from all walks of life, but after the soldiers were divided into two groups, I felt that Gambino also had his own purpose, which must be covered up by patrolling."

"Mr. Ronan." Anjaye asked aggressively, "Has the balance of the peninsula been broken by some terrible force, and the Academy and the forces that support it are aware of this change and organized this change?" second pilgrimage."

"That's right." Ronan admitted, "From Cold Lake to Twilight City, all kinds of disasters caused by demon believers and black witchcraft broke out along the road around the tour."

"The mastermind behind the scenes is likely to be deep inside the Oga Kingdom. It is said that the itinerant witches of your academy have been secretly investigating this matter."

"But the problem is that Gambino, who is in charge of the tour this time, is not willing to be just a bait on the table."

In Anjaye's mind, she tried to organize the fragmented clues in her hand into the basic framework of a puzzle.

"I don't know what agreement he reached with the Academy, but Lao Lang's big-name move this time is completely different from his previous low-key style."

"The beast that has been lurking for a long time will show its fangs one day." Ronan seemed to be in such a complicated mood that the melody that connected his heart had deteriorated.

"Your Excellency, although he is not well-known in the peninsula, he is actually very charismatic. He has money and force in his hands, and he is backed by the big tree of the Academy."

"He is known as the Immortal Gray Wolf off the stage. His history of battles spans nearly half a century of wind and rain, and the footprints of the army that won the battle with his participation have traveled all over the countries in the southern border of Vinland. Such a legendary People, even if they are cannon fodder, there are still people who are willing to follow him."

There was admiration but sadness in the bard's eyes.

"After all, the hunter and prey in the mist may transform at any time, and Gambino has always been a hunter."

"Do you know?" Realizing that Gambino held extraordinary weight in Ronan's heart, Anjaye also seriously revealed his heart.

"One of the things I've hated about Gambino over the years is that I don't know what he wants—"

"It doesn't make any difference to him whether he eats meat or bread, drinks water or wine, wears civilian clothes or expensive alchemy armor. The huge money he earns by acting as a reseller for the academy is also used to maintain the army Expenses. His asceticism makes me feel too human, which scares me all the more."

"A very thorough question." Ronan sighed sincerely, "I also live a life of licking blood, but Boss Gambino is different from our group of lost dogs. He is not for fame, wealth, wine, meat or women. No one knows. Why did he work so hard - a lot of people hate him, but will stand by him."

"Because what he doesn't care about, other people can get from him. As long as he is still the invincible Gambino, the jackals will gather."

"Aren't you afraid of being treated as an outcast by him?" An Jiaye looked at the gradually ashesed and annihilated firewood in the muffled burning bonfire, "Compared to him, your purpose also makes me curious."

"The wound on my face was left by him." A stiff smile curled up on the corner of Ronan's mouth, touching the tragic scar.

An Jiaye carefully inspected the old wound on the man's face again. As long as the sword edge was a little deeper, Ronan's face would be split in two——Gambino can definitely do it, this man's life was deliberately saved by the old wolf. down.

"Being an abandoned child is better than being an enemy." Ronan shook his head and said, "I'm very glad that I can survive because of my value."

An Jiaye was silent about this. Why was she not glad that she was valuable and was finally discovered by the old wolf.

"Miss An, I heard that many of the witches in the academy were cultivated from the seeds collected by His Excellency Gambino, but your relationship with him seems to be more than that." Ronan seemed to be seeking some kind of approval, asked rhetorically.

"Yes, I'm an apprentice in the alchemy department." An Jiaye admitted, holding his glasses steady, "Even with the support of the alchemy classroom, my experiments and development of witchcraft are expensive and labor-intensive. Mushrooms and specimen seeds of various animals and plants, as well as tools and materials for purchasing potions and alchemy."

"After I became the mentor's assistant, I was finally qualified to contact the old wolf. He accepted my terms and was willing to let me pay on credit and use his channels to help me collect the things I need. In return, I will provide him Some props and potions that cannot be picked up in the alchemy workshop will be offset."

The black-haired girl pursed her lips and rested for a while, allowing her rapid heartbeat to return to normal.

"Without Gambino, I would not be where I am today."

"It seems that we are all the same." Ronan held up his glass, "Toast to the old wolf!"

The bard wiped off the wine stains on his face, and said neatly.

"Tomorrow's trial, I will fight side by side with you."

The bard got up and left, and tonight he might not be able to sleep in the memories of poetry.

Although he didn't tell the girl Xun Xun's true appearance, An Jiaye understood that Ronan promised to fight side by side, and he was doing his best to repay Dandelion Team's favor.

------------

In a deep and broken dream, the girl fell into a distant memory.

The first time I saw Goliath, Anjaye and Lao Lang stood in front of the tent, watching from a distance the fierce girl who was bound by shackles and put on a collar and anklet. She was dressed in rags and was covered in blood and stains from face to feet Dirty with mud, her eyes were as unruly as a newly captured beast, staring at the strong man who pulled her with a whip.

"This looks like a beast's cub, and she'll make a great fighter."

Just like when he bought Anjaye, the old wolf rubbed his chin with great interest, showing a look in his eyes that the price was up for grabs.

Anjaye didn't care about this girl, but felt that there was another prey that would be tamed soon.

But after all, she underestimated the weight of the old wolf's evaluation. At that time, she never thought that the two people's life trajectories would intersect in such a fierce way.

……

"Hey, brat, let her go now, and I can guarantee your survival."

Gambino and a group of mercenaries with guns and swords came from all directions to surround them.

"The Gott people shouldn't be so despicable as to take hostages and threaten them."

"You caught me with despicable traps and nets, shouldn't I use the same means to repay you!"

"What are you going to do?" The old wolf's originally playful eyes became a little bit more energetic.

An Jiaye felt the slender neck being held back by the violent girl behind him with a cold sword, and it was the first time he felt the trembling of death being so close to him.

"The descendants of the Gotts will not be afraid of death, we only want glory!"

The girl raised her sword and pointed at the old wolf who was much bigger than her.

"My name is Gloria, according to the rules of the Gotts, untie my anklets, and I will fight you one-on-one!"

"Okay, then come." The old wolf walked out of the crowd, looked at the girl indifferently, "throw the key to her."

"you swear!"

"I swear, I, Gambino, will fight the little warrior Gott in front of me." The perfunctory look of the old wolf seemed to have completely angered the barbarian girl.

She carefully picked up the key to untie the anklet, then let go of Anjaye, and pushed the lame girl towards Gambino. The girl lost her balance and was about to fall into the mud pit, but was rushed by the old wolf The afterimage caught it.

At this moment, Gloria rushed over fiercely, stabbing the enemy's throat with a sword.

Gambino took Anjaye under the cloak casually, and lightly leaped diagonally backwards, avoiding the girl's ferocious stabbing.

The girl who had flung herself to nothing just turned her head and swung her sword obliquely, but she only slashed in the air one step away from the old wolf's neck.

The old wolf, who led Anjiaye back and jumped away, pushed the girl aside, then pulled out a small dagger from his belt, and said grimly, "Little devil, you are very good at playing tricks."

"Dagger! Are you looking down on me!" Goliath swung her sword angrily and slashed forward.

The noise of the clash of swords and the intense splashing of sparks shone on Anjaye's young irises, becoming an indelible mark on his heart.

But the barbarian girl's sword light was as fierce as a gust of wind, but the old wolf always took it carelessly, as if his dagger was made of magnets, and could easily absorb every sword that Gloria swung with all her strength.

In the end, the old wolf didn't even swing the dagger anymore, but just waved his fists casually, precisely avoiding the girl's intercepted sword, and hitting her weak body.

Gloria, who was out of breath, was soon elbowed in the stomach, her eyes were bulging, her stomach water was kicked out, and she was punched hard on the cheek.

One of the girl's deciduous teeth was knocked out, and the long sword in her hand fell to the ground. She lay down in the muddy water and tried to support her upper body to get up with difficulty, but then threw herself down weakly due to vomiting.

"Is it dead?" The old wolf slowly approached the seriously injured cub.

However, Goliath, who was lying motionless in the mud, suddenly grabbed a handful of sand and threw it on his face, but was blocked by the cloak that the old wolf was about to raise.

Immediately, Gambino gave another decisive and powerful kick. The hard sole of his combat boots ruthlessly kicked Goliath in the abdomen who picked up the sword and slashed at him.

The force was so strong that Anjaye felt that his intestines and spine would be broken.

The girl who was kicked flying in the air finally recovered from the near-death experience after a long crawl.

"I lost." The girl lay down in the quagmire with her eyes dazed, and finally stopped moving. This beast cub, who was indifferent to life and death, gave up on himself, "According to the rules of the Gott people, this life is yours."

"I won't kill you." The old wolf just grabbed her by the collar condescendingly and lifted her into the air, "I will train you."

"Until you become a sharp sword in my hand, you cannot die."

"I will be the sword in your hand, just be careful not to get cut." Goliath tilted her head and stared weakly at the old wolf's half iron face and face covered with stone scales. "Even my father can't tame me."

"It's interesting to feed a beast that won't surrender." Gambino picked up the cub that had lost the power to resist, and passed the lame girl who was lying on the ground and struggling to get up.

"Xiao An, they are all girls, and I leave it to you to take care of her." The old wolf squeezed out a creepy sneer, "help her heal her injuries, and don't let my property die."

After that, apart from Gambino, Anjaye needed to take care of another beast.

Every time Anjaye smashed the herbs and helped Goliath deal with the wound, she always endured the pain without saying a word.

Perhaps it was his gentleness when he wiped off the blood and sweat, and his crippled body without any threat at all, which made this vigilant little beast slowly accept the approach of an outsider.