The Witcher: Start with getting the Crimson modifier

Chapter 33 Changes, Hunger (recommended~)

Aaron, who escaped from Irene's arms, expressed his gratitude for the rest of his life: "Do you need to practice the knight's breathing method?"

Asking if you don't understand is a good character.

"Knight's breathing method?" Irene tapped Aaron's forehead with her slender index finger: "Are you meditating stupidly? It is said in "Ninn World General Knowledge" that the rubbish came from our meditation method. "

Um.
It seems that there is such a thing.

He is looking far away.

Irene: "However, there is still something worth learning about the knight's combat experience and skills. After you have cultivated the spiritual seed and lifted the curse, if you are interested, I can arrange a specialist to guide you."

Aaron: "For free?"

"Cultivating spiritual seeds is free."

Hearing this, Aaron suddenly felt less pain in his body.

Whoring for nothing, make him happy!
"By the way," Aaron felt that Irene's performance today was a little abnormal, and his mood fluctuated too much. He asked, "Miss Irene, did something happen? Could it be that someone rushed ahead of me? Bar?"

Irene pointed to the stacks of manuscript paper on the table, and said helplessly:
"You guessed it right, from yesterday to now, a total of five apprentices have sent the deconstruction diagram of the second meditation rune."

This matter is related to his magic stone income, and Aaron didn't care about the pain in his shoulder blade, so he quickly stepped forward to look through it.

These stacks of manuscripts and paper paintings are all deconstruction diagrams of the second rune!
And it is no longer the style of oil painting, it is closer to his sketch.

Not surprisingly, it should be based on the deconstruction diagram of the first rune he drew before.

Obviously, these apprentices are not for nothing.

This matter was already expected by Aaron. He frowned and asked, "Miss Irene, the cage hasn't chosen them yet, has it?"

Aaron asked about the cage, not Irene.

There is a big difference here.

Irene is just a member of the beast cage. With such a large force, there must be many factions inside.

"Don't worry, with my insistence, those masters in the cage don't dare to choose in advance." Irene's charming eyes blinked, and she didn't say anything like waiting for Aaron to waste the last request.

Aaron is a smart person who knows how to reciprocate kindness. She believes that Aaron will understand the things beyond these words.

Aaron wanted to say thank you, but Irene took the manuscript in his hand and hurried out:

"Don't say thank you. There are only two hours left before the agreed time. Time is tight."

"You wait here for me first, remember, before I come, no matter who is looking for you, don't go out."

"Ok."

"By the way, how much has your spiritual attribute increased?" Irene who walked to the door turned around and asked.

"It's 1.7." Aaron replied truthfully.

"That's right, keep up the momentum and cultivate the third rune in one breath!" Irene disappeared before her voice fell.

In the blink of an eye, Aaron was the only one left in the room. Looking at the stacks of manuscripts on the table, he couldn't help feeling grateful.

'Fortunately, Irene was here, otherwise I would have nothing to do this time. '

With 5 apprentices 'contributing', Irene was able to persist until his arrival, which was by no means as easy as she had shown just now.

'It's another favor. '

Aaron rubbed the space between his brows, sat down on the sofa, and kept Irene's favor in his heart.

At the same time, he silently warned himself: even if there is crimson, never underestimate others.

He is just an ordinary person who got lucky, the only thing he can do is to work hard, work hard and work hard!

Keep moving forward!

Once again Aaron's mentality shifted slightly, and he wasted no time.

While waiting for Irene's return, I began to study the deconstruction diagram of the third rune.

Every second counts!

While Aaron was working hard, Irene also met her mother.

"Mother, Aaron has cultivated the second meditation rune, and the spiritual attribute has reached 1.7. This is his manuscript."

Eunice took the manuscript and flipped through it a few times, then said calmly, "Well, it's really the little guy with the blood of the black snake that draws something interesting."

Irene knew that her mother liked to paint, and that novel techniques like Aaron's would definitely be appreciated by her.

Great job Aaron!
This thing is done!

Irene's fox ears trembled slightly, and she said with a smile: "The others are all poor imitations."

Eunice glanced at her daughter's briskness that could understand fox ears, and said lightly:
"Don't be too happy, the situation has changed, the situation in the Southern Islands is a bit abnormal, some old guys can't sit still, they have already sent people to interview the few little guys who came to the door before.

There is a lot of noise in the council now, and this time I can't directly delineate Aaron. "

Irene didn't expect that things would be complicated at such a juncture, and the smile on her face faded:

"Mother, what happened over there in the Southern Islands?"

She was very aware of her mother's strength in the council, but this time those old guys didn't show her mother's face. What happened to the Southern Islands?
"The news was strictly blocked by the college. Only those adults knew the specific situation, and we could only smell some unusual auras."

The thoughts in Irene's mind turned back and forth, and she didn't ask any more questions.

There are some things, when she should know, she will know.

She shouldn't know, it's not a good thing to know in advance.

Eunice woke up and said: "Now the council has become a whirlpool because of this incident, and other chambers of commerce will also become restless.

You'd better ask the little guy with the blood of the black snake if he would like to step in, and then decide whether to throw this stack of manuscripts in the face of those old people. "

She doesn't have too many thoughts about Aaron, she just doesn't want to see a talented painter who has developed a novel painting technique, and is even very likely to create a new genre, be ruined like this.

As for what Aaron will choose later, she doesn't care, and she doesn't care.

People will feel sorry for losing a small object that is pleasing to the eye, but they will not be sad, let alone care!
She likes paintings, but only likes them.

These things were just small embellishments in her long life.

Eunice's cardamom-like fingers peeled a candy and put it in her mouth to taste:

"In addition, because the matter has not been completed, the previous agreement does not count."

Erin: "Mother, will those old guys end up in person?"

"With me around, they don't have the guts." Eunice said lightly, "If they cross the limit recklessly, haha."

Eunice let out a flat laugh, a gap was opened in the palm of her hand, her long, slender and smooth tongue stuck out, and her saliva dripped down, as if...
hungry.

"I understand, mother, I'll be right back!" Irene clenched her fists, said a word of impoliteness, and left in a hurry.

　"Fighting Street Diary": I failed the first round of pk, my eyes lost their brilliance, and the instant noodles in my mouth became dull at this moment. The rooster raised by the neighbor yelled loudly. It must be ridiculing. It's really noisy Ah, next time, I must catch it and stew it!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)