Western Fantasy: I can brush entries infinitely

Chapter 161 Asylum?

in the city.

Magic divination house.

There are seven beautiful women gathered here. They are dressed up in different styles and seem to come from various kingdoms.

Among them was a wheat-colored woman with a healthy complexion. She was slender and the tallest among the women present. She had a single ponytail hanging down on her buttocks.

Like a battle-hardened female warrior.

"Night Witch, after so many years, you still haven't entered the realm of legend. I'm disappointed."

The woman stared at Vivian and said, the two of them had known each other before and traveled together for a period of time, but later separated due to their own reasons.

Now, she has made a breakthrough in the battle and entered the legendary realm. The witch's power has been greatly improved, and she is the only legend among the witches present.

Vivian glanced at her and ignored her, but said to everyone: "You are the first group to arrive. After a while, when there are more people, I will tell you the specific things. Before that, you still have to hide Be careful about your identity and don’t be discovered by people in the city.”

Everyone nodded, they had always been like this and didn't feel anything.

"You should all have obtained a temporary residence permit after entering the city. With this permit, you can find something to do."

Vivian began to teach them how to survive in Miracle City, introducing the laws here and the points that need special attention.

After listening for a while, the strong woman interrupted: "What do you mean you can offend adventurers, but you can't conflict with the civilians in the territory?"

Before Vivian could answer, a witch who looked as petite and cute as a child spoke up: "Miss Tifu, I know this. When I first entered the city a few days ago, I saw an adventurer starting a fight with the residents of the city. There was a conflict, and when the adventurer was about to use force, he seemed to be controlled by some force and unable to move, and was later taken away by the security team here."

Finally, the petite witch looked at Vivian and said, "What the night witch said must be related to this matter."

Ti Fuhun didn't care, "Maybe some strong man at that time couldn't stand it and took action?"

The petite witch shook her head, "At that time, I felt a terrifying power, which is beyond the control of humans."

Hearing this, the other witches present became cautious. Their strength was not much different from that of the petite witch, and they all looked at Vivian, who was obviously informed, with questioning eyes.

Vivian slowly said: "The power Rebecca felt at that time was the unique ability of the Knights of Order. They can supervise the entire Miracle City at all times. Once something breaks the law and harms the people of the territory, it will appear."

The expressions of the witches changed.

Seeing the change in their expressions, Vivian said: "Don't worry, as long as you don't intentionally harm the civilians here, you won't be noticed."

Tifu showed a strong fighting spirit on her face and said: "It seems that the Order Knight you mentioned is the strongest person here. I really want to fight him!"

Vivian shook her head, and Tifu looked unhappy, "Do you think I can't beat you?"

"No, the Knight of Order is not the strongest. He can't defeat you yet, but as long as you give him half a year, you will not be his opponent." Vivian said calmly.

Hearing this, Ti Fu's expression changed again and again, and she said coldly: "Is this what you saw too?"

Vivian didn't reply, but Tifu already understood.

She is not angry, but excited. She is a fighting witch, and her obsession is to fight and defeat all those who are stronger than herself.

The stronger the enemy, the greater her strength will increase after defeating it.

Suddenly, Vivian said: "Get ready to welcome the guests. Rebecca, your ability is suitable for cooking. You might be able to enter the lord's mansion. I suggest you try for it. It will be better for your future."

The witches were startled for a moment, then quickly reacted and looked towards the door.

creak.

Abel and Sig pushed the door open, glanced at the witches in the room, and then stood on both sides, while Ron and Nidhogg walked in one after the other.

Tifu and the other witches looked shocked, staring at Nidhogg behind Ron, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"I have seen the Lord."

Vivian was not affected at all, and bowed to Ron with a natural expression. This scene made all the witches stunned.

So you are such a witch of the night!
Ron nodded slightly, his eyes passing over the six strange witches one by one, admiring in his heart that these six witches each have their own characteristics and have different ways of being beautiful.

Petite, cute, pure and beautiful.

Another example is the ladies, dignified and elegant. There are even exotic beauties.

While Ron was looking at the witches, the witch was also looking at him. From Vivian's mouth just now, he learned that the young man in front of him was the lord of this place.

No matter how they observed him, he was just an ordinary human boy. Apart from his handsome appearance, there was nothing else to pay attention to. Why would the Night Witch value this person so much?

There was no silence for too long. Vivian invited them to sit down and talk. Ron and Nidhogg were sitting on the sofa, and Abel was behind them.

Directly opposite, only Vivian was sitting. The other witches did not dare to be careless and stood nearby.The main reason was that Nidhogg put too much pressure on them, and ordinary transformation magic could not fool the witch's eyes.

"These are all your friends?" Ron was the first to speak, with a look of seeing through it.

Vivian looked sad and said: "They have been wandering around for many years and finally got in touch with me. I don't want to see them."

Ron's face was expressionless, and he naturally knew that the other party was talking nonsense. Vivian had the ability to see through the past and the future, so these conversations were meaningless.

"I need a reason."

He interrupted Vivian's words, his eyes as calm as water. When the words came out of his mouth, the other party naturally understood what he wanted to hear.

In front of everyone, Vivian lowered her head deeply and said in a slightly trembling voice, "I ask the lord to protect us."

At this moment, the 'future' in her eyes became blurry and chaotic.

What Vivian saw was a whirlpool full of uncertainty, and she shuddered. She had long known that her abilities were useless to Ron.

So she looks at the future between herself and others and makes her choice.

But at this time, she couldn't see anything!

It turned out to be the case.

At this moment, Vivian finally understood why she couldn't find the 'perspective point' on Ron. She suppressed the shock in her heart and waited silently for the other party's answer.

a long time.

"Why?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the picture of the future appeared again.

"Hmph, I don't need this human protection. If you call us here just for this matter, then I refuse."

As soon as Tifu said the words, a strong sense of oppression came over her. She only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and a steel-like arm strangled her neck tightly, unable to break free.

Sig said indifferently: "Witch, pay attention to your attitude, otherwise I will kill you."

The witches were all trembling inwardly, and their attention was focused on Nidhogg. It turned out that this bald knight was also a strong man, and could instantly control their current highest combat power.

Ron narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed a black light appeared on the witch's hand, which she held tightly in her hand. Could that be her ability?

"come back."

After hearing the lord's order, Sig stared at Tifu, then ducked back behind Ron.

During this process, Vivian's expression did not change much, but instead showed a faint smile.

Ti Fu didn't say anything else, she stared at Sig opposite her, showing her fighting spirit without any concealment.

Ron looked at Vivian. "I can give you some very important information."

"not enough."

"I do"

"not enough."

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After some pulling, Vivian finally said: "We are willing to dedicate our strength to you."

This phrase represents surrender.

Ron squinted his eyes slightly and saw looks of astonishment on the faces of the six witches behind her.

He stood up and walked out the door, leaving behind a message, "Follow the rules here, otherwise everything will be void."

-

"What level was the witch who fought against Sig just now?" Ron asked curiously on the way back home.

Nidhogg replied casually: "The sixth level is close to the seventh level. As promised, I will accompany you. You must keep your promise, otherwise I will look down on you."

Ron looked at him strangely, "But you didn't take action just now. It was Sig who solved the problem."

"Humph, I was the one who intimidated them! Do you want to go back on your word?" Nidhogg stared at him.

"Tsk, okay. However, only one person can accept the appointment now, and the other one is not in the house."

Of course he was talking about Thomas and Amelia.

"Then you have to call everyone here as soon as possible. Once I defeat the first person, it will be the second person's turn."

Nidhogg said with enthusiasm.

Ron nodded slightly, and then fell into thinking. Naturally, he did not fully believe Vivian's words.

The other party can see the future, and he can also see the future with the help of the twin beads. Although he cannot see as far as the other party, it is enough.

The witch represented by Vivian surrendered to him and offered her power. At least in the future he saw, the witch was doing things for him.

How long this situation could last, he didn't know.

But one thing is certain, the witches have a common goal and are willing to surrender to a human for this purpose.

The picture is very big.

The next day, as agreed, Vivian sent an important piece of information.

Inside the office.

Joyce and others' expressions changed with shock. Ron looked at the petite witch in front of him calmly and said, "Are you saying that an army of undead will appear in the next month and engulf my territory?"

Rebecca stood stiffly, crossed her fingers and rubbed each other, nodded heavily, and repeated what Vivian told her.

In a certain forest, a necromancer appeared. He summoned an army of the undead and targeted the populous Miracle City with the intention of expanding his undead army.

"Where's the location?"

Ron judged that the necromancers who could reach Miracle City were at least legendary and must be destroyed before he could form an army of the undead!
Afterwards, Rebecca told the approximate location of the necromancer without hesitation.

The undead army emerged from a forest, and the necromancer was naturally there.

In the name of the lord, he sent an order to the Knights of the Round Table, and then sent the most powerful Knights of the Apocalypse to go.

"Lord, Lord, can I stay in your mansion? I can do any housework. My best thing is cooking, yes."

Rebecca spoke timidly. From the fear when she first spoke, she ended up speaking faster and faster, as if she was reading from a manuscript.

Joyce and Rosalind looked at her strangely.

"No need, there is no shortage of manpower in my mansion."

Ron lifted his feet to leave, only to hear a pop. Rebecca fell directly to the ground, wrapped her arms around one of his legs, and wailed very fakely: "Lord, I am very obedient, don't drive me away. "

The two women behind the desk were stunned. There are such shameless people in this world!
Rebecca was secretly observing Ron's expression as she spoke.

Ron twitched his right leg hard, and found that it couldn't move, so he said helplessly: "Your impression is really different from the first time we met."

At this time, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open. Diana stood at the door, folded her hands on her abdomen, bowed and said, "I'm sorry, Lord."

Then, she walked into the room, grabbed Rebecca by the neck and dragged her out. In the distance, Ron could still hear the sound of Rebecca dragging on the ground.

Under the Mirakel tree.

Thomas was not in a good state. Opposite him, Nidhogg's eyes were dull and he looked like his heart was broken.

The two of them had been playing chess for three days and nights without sleep. Their physical constitutions were fully capable of withstanding it, but playing chess required active thinking, and their mental state would decline rapidly.

Thomas was only at level [-] and could not withstand Nidhogg's destruction.

"Mr. Nidhogg, please let me go. I have many things to do and I can no longer accompany you."

Thomas asked helplessly. Before starting the game, Nidhogg made it clear that he should not let go and would go all out.

Nidhogg woke up suddenly. He looked up at Thomas and saw that his eyes were bloodshot. He looked down at the chessboard again. He lost miserably!
"Go ahead. I'll practice for a while and then I'll find you!"

Thomas just smiled, but when he heard the words behind him, his smile froze and he said solemnly: "Okay!"

He decided in his mind that he must find someone who would not get bored playing chess with Mr. Nidhogg.

After Thomas left, Nidhogg stared at the chessboard for a long time speechless. After 510 nine games, he lost all!
From the initial confidence, to doubt, anxiety, confusion, and then to collapse.

He felt that if he didn't get his face back, he would be scarred for the rest of his life. It was really too miserable.

Nidhogg sat alone by the bluestone chessboard, cleaning up the chess game, and then played the game alone in order to improve his chess skills, but the effect was not good.

Just like this, after a person played a few games, he started a new game. When he landed the first black stone, a white stone was pulled by invisible force and fell to the corresponding position.

Nidhogg was stunned for a moment. He stared at the chessboard and thought for a moment. He dropped the black stones in his hand without any hesitation. The white stones fell on the chessboard, as if he was going to play against him!

Although he didn't know what the situation was, Nidhogg felt happy. Even if there was no one, he still had an opponent to play chess with.

Gradually, he discovered that this 'white chess friend' would increase the difficulty as his chess skills improved, and would always be one point better than him, no more, no less.

For some time to come, Nidhogg would hone his chess skills in this way, and would only stop when he thought he could challenge Thomas.

somewhere in the forest.

A short, skinny old man was wearing gray-white robes, holding a wand in his hand, and making a strange, piercing cry.

"My army of the undead is about to be born, let future generations feel fear!"

There were only two or three gray hairs on his head, his face was skinny and bones, and his eyeballs were bulging, like a corpse.

"Got you."

A cold voice sounded in his ears, and the old man showed a horrified expression. One eyeball slipped and fell on the wet ground, rolling further and further away.

(End of this chapter)