Serious Witch's Travel Book

It was hard for her to imagine how Adlia and Royce, who had walked this road before, persisted.

The uneasy mood made her try to make sure that there were people around her all the time, so that she could feel more at ease in her heart. Obviously, she was not the only one who was panicked by this secret passage. Sister Phaedra in front suddenly grabbed Gnicia's hand after passing a certain distance. They adjusted their pace silently and moved forward together in silence.

After walking for a long time, the tunnel suddenly turned a small bend, and then deflected upward along a slight arc.

Gnicia suddenly found that the surrounding walls were no longer pure mud, but a lot of stone bricks. The more they moved forward, the more bricks there were, and the road became wider until they saw a hazy light. , the road ahead is all covered with bricks and stones.

At the end of the secret passage was an iron door, but it seemed that the lock had been burned. It seemed that Adlia and Royce had no keys from the outside, so they used some brutal methods.

The holy guards at the head stopped when they approached the exit. They silently handed the lighting to the nun. The two of them carefully touched the exit and gently pushed the door open.

Afterwards, they walked out of the tunnel, inspected the surroundings, and then signaled to the people behind that they could follow.

The fresh air with the smell of rain and dew in the mountains has become an incomparably luscious luxury at this moment. Everyone panted as hard as they could, beat their chests and patted their backs, as if they had experienced a catastrophe... The atmosphere in this tunnel is really terrible.

"We're on the west side of Candlestick Keep, about two miles away."

A holy guard stood on the high ground watching the surrounding terrain, and informed the others of the situation.

Gnicia also began to check the surrounding situation. They came out behind an inconspicuous broken wall. I don't know if it was a deliberate disguise or there were residents here before. Facing ruined walls and discarded low-quality appliances, the place where they came out was a depression sandwiched between several tall boulders, and there was nothing eye-catching around. If they didn't make a special trip to check the cracks in the stones, it would be difficult to find the secret passage. entrance and exit.

Surrounded by rugged and strange rocks above the head and around, a structure similar to a cave was formed, but more than ten steps away, sparse raindrops could be seen being blown onto the ground head-on. Between the small half of the brick wall, Gnicia looked in her direction, and found that her group had arrived at the mountain outside Pinecandle Castle, and the pointed towers were at the foot of the mountain to the east of them.

It is not clear what the orcs were doing from here, but some figures appeared at the edge of the forest, and it could be seen that they were arranging their queues. Perhaps, as Marianne said, the Franks had to launch a new round of attack.

"Sister Numeria, what shall we do?"

The holy guards asked Numeria for advice, and the nun stood on the hillside and looked at her for a long time before answering her with a sense of loss: "Please go and see if there is any hiding place nearby, we can't stay here, if we are killed by orcs It's bad to see."

Shengwei understood, they picked out two people and left the queue, walking towards a higher place.

Leaving the town does not mean safety. On the contrary, because the hunters of Pine Candleburg hunt on the plains across the river, the lumberyard is also far away from here. The lush forest here makes the nuns who seldom go out in the wild uncomfortable. , They all have intuitive fear and worry about the barren mountains and wild ridges on their faces, maybe they are afraid that some harmful poisonous insects and wild animals will suddenly appear in this mountain forest, but Gnicia, who is not sensitive to anything, looks surprised calm.

She was observing the surroundings, especially the feet, without telling others, to see if there were any clues about the two elves.She still couldn't forget those two elves, especially after... Sister Marianne and Numeria taught her something, she began to realize the specialness of this kind of thing, which made her feel a little bit Awkward, I can't stop thinking about how Adria sees her?

Did she do it because... she liked it, or was she just a victim of "charm"?

There were too many things in her mind, and the girl felt a little lost. She even suddenly fell in love with that wonderful tongue. If there was one more time, she would definitely take the initiative to welcome that elf... right?

The things obtained by relying on "charm" are not clean, but can she turn the intimacy obtained by cheating into real "like" through her own efforts?

Ahhh... After all, this kind of thing, according to the nuns, is something that only the "best sisters" can do.

But she searched many places secretly, but she didn't see any trace left by the two elves.

The soil on the ground here is dry. After two days of human footprints, there is almost nothing left on the ground. In addition, the holy guards have checked around before, and the only few obvious footprints are obviously left by them. Next... She couldn't find any trace of Adlia.

After a while, the person who went out to check the situation came back.

They told Numeria that a cave where they could hide was found in a higher place, and there were no animal traces in it, and the group of people might consider going there.

Immediately afterwards, the nuns began to shift positions, and Gnicia had to keep up... She might not be able to follow Adlia's path.

……

Marianne finished her prayer.

She failed to receive a positive response from Atreza... Maybe her angel had other sacred duties, or maybe a small church like this was simply not enough to support the great divine will, in short, she was left out in the cold.

The angel did not respond to her. Of course, this is not a particularly serious matter. Although she has given birth to children for Atresa, in fact, the number of times she can truly feel the care of the heavens is probably rare. Of course, preferential treatment still exists. Yes, compared to ordinary nuns, she has a special way to obtain the supplement of holy power. When she prays, she is completely immersed in the ocean of divine will, and the holy spirit that has been handed down from the oldest era wraps her in Between them, in this long and short process, she seemed to really experience the realm of transcendence and holiness.

As the power from the heavens poured into her body from every inch of skin and every hole, Marianne could clearly feel that her belly began to fill, and warmth surrounded her. She began to rejuvenate, and her tired spirit regained her fighting spirit. The high-spirited limbs that felt slightly uncomfortable in the cold were also filled with strong and pure power, as if someone was supporting her invisible, making her feel a little lighter.

"...Because all glory, justice and arbitration belong to you, Amen."

She finished reciting the last prayer silently in a dreamlike tone, and opened her eyes, her whole world was a little brighter.

She picked up "Halo", stretched out her hand to caress the blade, and as her index finger and middle finger lightly brushed the unopened handshake and the raised spine of the sword, a shining yellow-white light remained on it, making this sword Just add a bit of spirit to the sharp sword.

She recovered... But, not enough.

Her power has lost a bit, obviously she has returned to its full strength, but in fact she can only sense about half of the holy power that she can't get in normal state, that is to say, compared to yesterday, she is weaker Some.

This is not going to work, she is restless.

Evacuating with the women was not her first choice. Although she comforted Numeria that she would leave if the timing was wrong, Marianne had already made up her mind to die.

She is a blessed warrior, a Dawn standard bearer who fights for the entire empire, if she flees on the battlefield, what's the point of her power?

She has to protect these mortals.

These people are the most holy people, they are undoubtedly the cornerstone of the empire, the real hope of mankind is far more important than any elder statesman.

The "Blessed One" should stay away from danger, and she must stay away from danger. She is an extension of the divine will, the host of the gods in the world, but she is not——Marian is not, she is just an ordinary human being who has been rewarded.

It's time to go to the front lines.

She stood up.

At the same time, the door of the church was pushed open.

Closed again.

The sound of footsteps came in on the slate floor, trampling, the other party should be wearing hard-soled boots, the kind with a higher pad...

The sound of footsteps was a little soft.

woman?

Marianne didn't look back, she looked up at the emblem of the state church, and calmly said to the people behind her, "Ma'am, you should get out of here, no one can confess today, and there is no mass."

It's not a peaceful day now, even the monks have run away. Although she stays here, according to the rules of the state church, nuns should not take over the holy duties of the church. Presiding mass is not the scope of work of nuns, even if they are confessing, It should also be done in a monastery.

But the visitor didn't leave, instead she took a few steps forward.

Marianne turned around suspiciously, only to find that it was a woman wearing a rain cloak with a large hood that wrapped herself tightly.

She stands in a very dignified posture, with her hands folded in front of her abdomen, her legs and feet tightly together, her head is lowered, and the hood partially covers the upper half of her face, but it can still be seen that she has skin as white as milk, round and plump The lips and the clean and delicate chin are different from the ordinary peasant women here, whether it is the recognizable appearance of the person or the black rain cloak embroidered with lifelike red flowers, it is enough to see It turns out that she is either rich or expensive.

In the empire, the two can be combined.

"Please stop, ma'am."

Marian reminded her again.

The woman finally stopped.

Was she a Roman, or a barbarian?

Marianne was a little puzzled. Her complexion was too fair. Humans don't see such fair skin. However, when the woman reached out and brushed off her hood to expose her bright red hair, maybe everything was fine. The truth came out.

Probably a Celtic elf, but it looks like a half-breed, because she doesn't have those prominent pointed ears.

She is a beautiful woman, slightly mature, but not too old. Her eyes are slightly raised, but not sharp, and there is a special charm in them. Her appearance does have a strong elf flavor. According to general People from the empire described it as "immortal".

She looked at Marianne with a subtle smile on her lips.

"Miss……"

"Where is she?"

Marianne's words were interrupted, and the other party's magnetic voice baffled her.

"'she'?"

"You should remember what I told you."

"please forgive……"

The head nun was even more confused - had she seen this woman?

"You are really forgetful..."

The woman sighed, she lightly waved her hands, unfolded the cloak, untied it, and put it on the pew in the church.

One……

Marianne saw her hand.

She wore a finger cot inlaid with rubies on her finger, and it was cast in platinum on her middle finger, which was very conspicuous.But as she noticed that thing, it was as if an actor lifted the curtain of the stage, and a wave of twisted waves rushed towards her face occupied Marianne's vision in an instant.

witch.

A witch who has used a lot or very powerful witchcraft.

Her grasp and influence on the spellcasting environment around her even distorted the space of dozens of steps around her. Such an obvious vision is enough to show that she can trigger witchcraft from any position within this range.

Marianne immediately picked up the sword. She didn't know how she provoked this witch who dared to break into the church, but since she came, let her stay here... This is her home field.

"Are you really planning to resist me?"

The woman sticks out her tongue, and she licks her blood-red lips, but gradually, the distance that the tongue sticks out makes Marianne fall into astonishment.

It stretched out the length of two palms, not just the lips, it wrapped around the witch's finger like a dexterous living thing, wrapped around several times, and slowly moved in the direction of the finger a few times.

she……

For no reason, Marianne felt her lower abdomen suddenly become hot.

Chapter 63 046. The Devil's Deal

A woman's tongue made her have very bad associations.

Marian even felt a little afraid of her for a moment, but she soon realized that such a woman should have nothing to do with dragons, so she regained her courage.

She straightened her expression, stood with her sword in both hands, and kept on guard.

On the surface, the other party has no hostility, but this is not something that can be guaranteed. Those who have been immersed in witchcraft for many years will inevitably end up dealing with all kinds of alien devils and demons. It would be an extreme practice of the same degree of burning, but it would definitely not be enough to say that she has any affection for this kind of person who is obviously used to practicing witchcraft.

Witches, if all of them are cleaned up, they will be wronged; but if they are executed one by one, there will probably be quite a few villains who will escape punishment.

Whether it is a monastery or a trial court, wizards with a lot of spellcasting experience have always been merciless, but the monastery usually thinks that girls who have just come into contact with witchcraft, or are gifted like Gnicia but have never used witchcraft It is worthy of enlightenment. As long as strict management is carried out to isolate it from evil instigation, it can prevent problems before they happen.

And witches themselves are also useful people. The number of court mages in the empire has always been stretched, so many monasteries will choose to keep some witches in captivity for reasonable education, so that they can contribute to the cause of the universal church.

Gnicia had a chance at a pardon, and she... couldn't.

"Who gave you the courage to allow such a deformed monster to come to this sacred land?"

For the enemy, Marianne was never stingy with her provocative words.

"Oh...? About this, of course it comes from the agreement between us."

In the face of her threat of force, the other party still appeared polite, which itself seemed like a reverse provocation.

Such a bad attitude is naturally beyond Marian's tolerance. She stepped off the podium, and there was only a few steps between the two of them; Marian stopped outside the irregular distortion around the witch, to be honest , It was the first time for her to be so close to a witch who was not restrained and could still breathe. Apart from the unstoppable warmth in her belly distracting her, an instinctive danger was also attacking her spirit.

Every nun has received knowledge and training on how to fight against monsters and witches, including various countermeasures against non-direct attack abilities, defense against common witchcraft, and some "unusual" common sense.

A very important and basic point is: don't step into the witch's "ghost field" rashly.

"Phantom" is a term used by court mages, and most wizards also agree with this term.It represents the spellcaster's ability to perceive the surrounding world. Many experienced spellcasters can use their spells to affect tens of meters, or even hundreds of meters away. It then begins to disintegrate and loses its effect after continuing to travel a certain distance.

Accompanying it is the concept of a "field" - there will be an area around the caster that has a very large influence ability, and this area is often only a few steps away. The spells of the newcomers can not follow the common "guidance" principle, that is, they can generate spells out of thin air within a limited range without the guidance of the staff and ten fingers. Of course, the process of spells, materials and gestures still needs to be , the only thing that changes is the position where the spell is generated.

The larger the range of the "field", the farther the caster can suddenly launch an attack. The witch in front of Marian needs her to keep a distance of seven or eight steps to ensure safety. This is enough to show that she uses magic power. Frequent and deep.

No matter how you look at it, it is a dangerous character.

Normally, she would never allow this kind of wizard to stay in the church. Just a guy who came out.

"A promise? I don't remember any promise I made with the witch. If you're here to seek revenge, then just let your horse come here."

At the edge of the blurred vision, Marian turned the tip of the sword downward. While observing the witch's movements, she used the sword to draw a crack in the stone floor.

Pale golden light gushes out from the slit she made, and a line of transparent walls made of light about to reach the height rises. They look very weak, but they effectively contain the ever-changing worm-like The edge of the Witch's domain keeps it out of the light.

A simplified version of "Sacred Earthen Wall" - a very basic but practical blessing.Marianne didn't dare to be distracted to build a holy place full of energy. In a hurry, she could only do so.

"It's heartless, have you just forgotten the happiness I gave you?"

"...What nonsense are you talking about?"

The nun started to get a little annoyed. A witch walked into the most holy realm majestically, and still provoked her like this...it was simply unbearable.

"I don't know what your purpose is for standing here. I want to remind you that the territory of the empire is not a place for you demons and heretics to set foot."

"Oh, it's really fierce, what a frightening little bitch." Facing Marianne's reprimand, the witch smiled lightly as if nothing had happened, her red hair trembled slightly with the curves of her body, as if this It's not a scene of sword confrontation, but a joke and conversation between friends.

Marianne didn't care about this little insult. She cared more about the other party's intentions. She tentatively asked, "Seek revenge, or betray yourself?"

It's not uncommon for witches to provoke the empire. These guys often harass the empire's towns, but they generally don't appear in dangerous places so blatantly.Witches who commit such extreme behaviors are either fearless or desperate to avenge their own kind—the trial court and the monastery have dealt with many witches. This kind of hatred is passed down from generation to generation, and it doesn’t matter if it hurts innocent people, as long as it is the state religion People, no matter who they are, may be accidentally retaliated by the witch.

The other point is purely based on Marian's judgment. Witches are not unearthly things. They occasionally cooperate with guys they hate for profit. She didn't use the first-hand advantage to attack Marian, which means she came here There are other purposes, maybe they want to negotiate conditions with the empire, or maybe they need cooperation, and these items are inseparable from a sudden change, that is, those orcs outside the city.