Witch for All 1994

The sand dunes are endless, and clusters of weird vines and cacti form the main scenery... Jiang Han walked to the front deck, looking at the desert gradually entering the night, and couldn't help but twitch his cat ears in pleasure.

She felt happy in her heart, as she reflected on the cat's tail and ears. The former was curling around her body gracefully, with the tip of its tail sliding in a wave-like curve; the latter was trembling from time to time, like a jumping ghost seal.

Sigh, I have to think of a way to make my tail and ears less active. I feel like it will be easy for people to see through my true thoughts... This will be a flaw! She smiled and leaned against the wooden railing, her tail lapping the deck. Because her tail is longer than the average cat lantern, after curling up in a circle, she still has quite a bit of length to learn how to wag her tail like an ordinary cat lantern.

There are many secrets hidden in this desert, otherwise it would not have been chosen as the base camp of the Investigator Witch. However, at present, the Investigator Witches are obviously at a disadvantage. Although the Ghost Witches are not strong in physical strength, their attributes that are very suitable for melee combat also make them a duck to water on the battlefield.

Before she could think about it for a while, she smelled the fragrant scent of barley tea.

She glanced over with her peripheral vision and saw a figure slowly walking towards her, with an exquisite crucible floating beside her.

Hiss, a wooden silver pot made of mithril mixed with leftover materials from the World Tree... Jiang Han recognized it as an expensive brand from the department store opened by the great witch Eleanor. The main body was actually still a wooden pot, and mithril was used for enchanting and As carvings.

The crucibles in the witch world are very tough witch supplies, which are different from what land people think. Even if the land people hold their pots and say, "This pot has a thin bottom," that does not mean that the witch's cauldron has a thin bottom. Many witches can even use their cauldrons to block bullets.

After recognizing the crucible, Jiang Han looked at the person. The delicate and soft appearance was none other than Alessa. The person's big blue eyes seemed to contain a lot of wisdom, a lot of experience, and a sense of looking down on the vicissitudes of life.

Of course, if you really think about it, Alessa's eyes are probably myopic looking at this blurry world with a mixture of helplessness and confusion...

She is so beautiful, just a little bit different from Mei Ying... But in terms of magic power and ability to attract witches, Mei Ying is no match... Jiang Han showed a relaxed smile and was the first to speak:

"Good evening. Are you here to have some fresh air?"

Her voice was louder than usual, and Alessa's myopia was comparable to Uchiha Itachi who had used Tsukuyomi and Amaterasu hundreds of times... It was possible that all people were in a bright form. However, compared with Tom Sue, Mary Sue's eyesight will gradually improve as time goes by, and one day she will be able to see the world clearly.

The witch was not very surprised, she just stopped and gave a soft, out-of-focus smile to the air:

"I guessed it was you."

The astonishingly beautiful pair of blue eyes were still out of focus, but with their large pupils and exquisite silk thread structure, Jiang Han still couldn't believe that these bright eyes belonged to a witch who was close to being blind.

Alessa breathed a sigh of relief and added as if she guessed Jiang Han's confusion:

"I saw a beautiful light."

"Did you see that?" Jiang Han bit his lower lip gently, his cat ears standing straight up.

"What I have observed is that looking and observing are two different behaviors. And your voice is also beautiful. Would you like a cup of wheat tea?" Alessa waved her hand.

The cauldron slowly fell to the deck, with a spell nearby to prevent splashes from flying into the cauldron. Only then did Jiang Han realize that the person holding the crucible was the butterfly on Alessa's body.

"Thank you." Jiang Han did not refuse. He took out his personal cup from his pocket and handed it to the dozens of butterflies floating in front of him.

This must be some kind of exquisite spell, powerful runic power... Jiang Han's cat ears gave her enough feedback. The magic power contained in these butterflies is only about ten to twenty, but through transformation, through expertise, through talent Its characteristics and abilities are on par with a witch with 500 or 600 magic powers. In addition, the person using these butterflies is a top witch, so her combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

Fragrant barley tea filled Jiang Han's cat lamp cup, a personal tea cup that felt furry on the outside and made of fine porcelain on the inside. It was only two circles larger than Jiang Han's paws on the outside, but it could hold a full five. Liter of drink, with its own self-purification function, it is a treasure that Jiang Han got from Shar. The Shar lamp is indeed a very human touch of Changmian Meow.

Jiang Han took a nice sip, let out a long sigh, and slapped his tail happily on the deck.

It's getting colder now, and the most common thing in desert terrain is that it's so hot that it's dehydrating in the morning, and it's so cold that it freezes at night!

Jiang Han patted the railing, feeling the ice was slippery, and his face twitched:

"There seems to be a lot of underground water under this desert, and it really freezes at night..."

"Maybe, it's still snowing." Alessa said nonchalantly. She took out an exquisite flintlock-looking rifle from her pocket, and then took out five loaded ammunition from the other pocket. Clip and gently load the rifle.

Do you like playing this as much as my master? Jiang Han blinked.

Sensing her gaze, Alessa smiled calmly and said:

"It's just a personal hobby. I just want to take advantage of this time to practice shooting."

boom!

As she spoke, she raised the muzzle of the gun at lightning speed, stood up straight in a standard dragoon firing posture, and pulled the trigger.

After a gunshot, Jiang Han's sharp eyes saw an unlucky one being shot down among a group of flying dragon hawks not far away.

So accurate! ? This is at least, at least 300 meters, right? Jiang Han estimated the distance, which was still a conservative estimate. She exclaimed:

"What a precise shot. Can't you see it?"

Alessa tilted her head and said in a relaxed tone:

"Is there any causal relationship or anything between the accuracy of my shooting and the quality of my eyesight?"

Oh, the short-sighted gunner... Jiang Han grinned, quickly slapped the deck with his tail, and drank tea slowly with his personal teacup in his hand.

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At noon the next day, a transfer station was built in a desert oasis, with a store for replenishing supplies, two investigators, a tavern in the ghost witch camp, and a place for leisure and relaxation. The witch would dig up the treasures. In exchange for the witch's market, and a research center complex consisting of more than a dozen well-known witch research institutes.

This is the armistice zone and the best place to exchange prisoners of war for medals.

The giant cat lanterns dragged the exploration vehicle and entered the transfer station under the surprised eyes of a bunch of witches. Pulling a cart with a giant cat lantern is an honor that only a very few witches can possess. Most witches in the world are still having a headache about "how to find the cat lantern camp"!

Behind the exploration vehicle, a temporary prey storage module was dragged, on which were placed a large number of dragon eagles, manticores, evil vultures, wyverns, etc...

But the strange thing is that none of these prey have the magic mark of the witch's ruthless hand, and the way of death is actually an ordinary muzzle wound.