The reincarnated banshee, save the world with the reincarnated daughter

Chapter 758 Growth
Melina rarely saw Elizabeth look like this.

An expression of joy.

From a gifted genius, he became such an easy-to-be-happy mortal.

Is this degeneration?

Is this a fall?
No.

Melina thinks not. She believes that Elizabeth in this form has truly begun to embark on the path to becoming a mature and powerful banshee.

"Xiaomei, are you looking at me?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yes," Melina replied.

There is no need to lie about such a small matter.

"why?"

"Thinking about your things."

"You can just ask."

"... "

Melina gave Elizabeth a questioning look that made her uncomfortable.

"What does that look mean? What does that face say? You don't think you can get an answer by asking me?"

“…” Melina nodded with relief.

To be honest, it was quite considerate of Elizabeth not to call her 'Mei'.

The beautiful enchantress bit her lower lip and stood up suddenly.

"I'll go and help Heidi. She's making tea."

"Go."

Melina knew she was uncomfortable. After all, how many people would feel comfortable being stared at by a witch like her? This was not her self-boasting or anything else. This was her truest thought.

Just like when we were kids, when a boy was stared at by a pretty girl, we could tell whether he was a virgin or not.

Those with clear eyes, nervous expressions, and who don't dare to look back, have a 30% chance of winning the -year virginity qualification. The remaining % chance depends on how he looks.

The appearance is beautiful.

Be generous and elegant inside.

If you have both inner and outer qualities, you are qualified to embrace the ocean.

There is nothing inside or outside, this is the innate holy body of the goblin, you are not qualified, so you are not qualified.

Melina looked away and recalled her successful and somewhat failed college career. During the time when she couldn't become an explorer, she became a little withdrawn. But before that, her biggest characteristic was that although she had a cold personality and was quite arrogant, her social circle was not closed.

Geniuses from all walks of life make friends.

Elizabeth is known as the second all-rounder and has similar talents to Melina, but one very important point is that Elizabeth is more introverted.

Her social circle consists almost entirely of professors and professor assistants in the college.

I have almost no contact with people my own age.

Because of this, Melina had previously believed that Elizabeth was unlikely to achieve the success of a witch like Heidi. The reason she became a goat was just because of the right opportunity.

Speaking of it, it has a somewhat sarcastic feeling of "there are no heroes at this time".

But she did think so.

Now, she had a different opinion of Elizabeth.

A truly powerful female demon can never be in a state of autism. Even a dark-minded demon like Murphy has her own social circle.

A social circle means technical exchanges, and technical exchanges mean technological progress, which enables Banshee to further improve her technical capabilities.

Some particularly powerful banshees would establish banshee towers that would accept a few lecturers and students like a hive, forming an academic exchange circle to enable self-improvement.

Without this social ability, Elizabeth would not have become a witch with a keen nose for all kinds of new technologies in the world.

Now it's different.

Elizabeth entered the mortal world.

Her social circle suddenly expanded countless times.

These PvP routines that look like toy routines all have certain theoretical foundations, certain practical possibilities, and certain values. Banshees who can develop these routines naturally have certain talents. Banshees have an extremely long life, which also leads to the fact that the scope of their scientific research will become very broad.

Use other people's most proud fields to collide with the general fields of the all-round enchantress, so that you can get more inspiration.

That's what Melina thought.

Amidst her thoughts, she was alerted by the scent of tea. She looked up and saw Murphy's much more beautiful face appear in front of her.

"Would you like some tea?"

The other person shook the teacup in his hand, controlling the strength delicately so that the tea would flip up without falling out of the cup.

"Thank you." Melina held out her hands.

"You're welcome." Murphy narrowed her eyes with a smile and sat next to Melina as if she had received permission.

Mephisto likes those sirens who are like the sun, with clear smiles and warm temperaments, which always make her, who calls herself the moon, reluctant to leave their side. She has pursued the sun and hunted the morning light, but in recent days she has discovered a sun that is completely different from the ordinary sun, with a dim color but more dazzling.

Will it be warm to be with Melina?
will not.

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But is she the sun?

Absolutely.

"Are you troubled?"

"No."

Melina looked down at the tea, sniffed it, and asked in surprise, "Are there lucky leaves in it?"

White mist floats above the light green tea, with a hint of golden color in the mist, appearing vaguely.

"I picked them on the road," Murphy said matter-of-factly. "I used them to make tea right after I picked them."

The output of Lucky Leaves is very unstable. This is also a plant that drops from the world. If it is not properly handled after being picked, it can only be kept fresh for 2 hours. Even if it is handled, it can only be kept fresh for 12 hours. Preservation refers to the preservation effect.

So when you encounter this kind of grass leaves, whether you can identify it is a problem, whether you can pick it is also a problem, and finally whether there is any technical means to process it is also a problem.

"The existence of the lucky leaf means that luck has fallen, and only those who are prepared can catch it."

This is a banshee slang.

"The luck level of our team is indeed very high."

Murphy smiled again.

Her pretty appearance attracted Melina to look over.

Her eyes lingered on the other's delicate appearance. She had to say that after going out hunting with Murphy and forming a band with her during this period, she saw a very different Murphy.

“You’ve grown up, too.”

Melina said.

"…What?"

Murphy took a sip of tea, looking a little confused: "What have I grown?"

"Complexion."

Melina thought that everyone was growing up, and she couldn't stand still. Elizabeth had learned how to deal with outsiders. Duverney and the others were also moving in a more proactive direction. And what about Murphy?

Murphy also let go of a lot of things and grew up.

Even my complexion has improved significantly.

The dark circles under his eyes are gone, and the sad expression is gone. Apart from the occasional sinister smile, he has become more cheerful.

"You don't mean the dark circles under my eyes?"

"…Um."

Murphy held her stomach and laughed loudly:
"That's makeup, sis!"

No, I didn't grow either.

Melina closed her eyes, picked up the teacup, and tried to let the mist cover her red face.

Half a second later, she said angrily:
"If you laugh again, I'll kill you!"

(End of this chapter)