Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 69: 69 girls, they don’t look like good people!

Chapter 69 69. You ladies don’t look like good people!

Hour all the way from the foothills near Condale to Goth Velen.

This journey is short and safe.

To be honest, if there are other serious threats to Waylon besides an armed criminal gang with hundreds of people, then Veserad can really consider stepping down as lord.

On this journey, just the speed of two good horses can get rid of 99% of the trouble.

Finally, Margarita’s expression did not improve even though her entire upper body was leaning on Lan En.

The two horses managed to reach Goth Velen at noon the next day.

This time, Lan En was able to walk straight to the end of Caddo Street, in front of the magic barrier of Arethusa College.

The little girl Aaliya seemed to see magic for the first time. This magic barrier made her stunned from ear to ear.

But because of her curious and active nature, there was no fear in her eyes, but instead there was eager curiosity and excitement.

“Old gods above, this is real magic!”

“Idle people stop.”

A female voice came from the barrier. It seemed that although this magic barrier looked high-end, there were actually people guarding the door and it had no automatic recognition capability.

This kind of development, which is slightly scientific in Lan En's eyes, is in line with the differences between different technical routes.

Lan En dismounted. The high fever-like pain in his body showed no signs of subsideing after a day.

The toxicity of witcher potions is no joke.

The young man helped Margarita down. The sorceress could not stand at this time, so Lan En held her sideways.

“Open the door, Safin.”

Margarita's voice was weak, but Lan En believed that she must have used such an effortless tone because she knew the other party could hear her.

“You know my name? No, it’s useless. No idlers are allowed in. This is Master Tissaya’s order.”

The female voice spoke nonchalantly, sounding like a woman trying to figure out her nail polish.

Lan could feel it in his chest as Margarita took a deep, chest breath.

After all, the touch is quite obvious.

“Safin, I will deduct all your holidays this school year!”

The sorceress whispered viciously, and then wiped her face with her hands.

Lan En could clearly feel something had changed in the woman in his arms.

It is as if a veil is floating away from the woman's body.

The hidden "charm" is finally revealed.

Until then, Lan En realized that he had not realized at all before that he could not focus on Margarita's face at all.

This is the effect of magic cream. The demon hunter's resistance to magic can be fooled in front of a real warlock even with a little ointment.

Long golden hair, and a face that is still beautiful even after nearly ten days of torture.

Margarita’s face lived up to the rumors, and the fairies and nymphs were nothing more than that.

The moment the sorceress wiped off the magic cream, there was a sudden sound of scrambling from the other side of the protective shield.

There was a loud "boom", and right in front of a few people's eyes, the air seemed to suddenly connect to a negative pressure space.

In midair, a door with yellow light shining on its edges and a dark portal opened.

A portal.

“Wow~”

Even though he was now in a state similar to a high fever, Lan En still expressed his admiration for this magical skill he saw for the first time.

He raises his hand to open the portal, this is what he calls a great mage!

An equally gorgeous sorceress walked out of the portal. She seemed a bit old-fashioned, or old-school.

But in terms of appearance, Lan En thinks she is at most thirty?

Her hands were kept closed and placed in front of her lower abdomen. This is a dignified stance that does not often appear in daily life.

But she only had this one action from beginning to end.

Without asking in detail, this old-school sorceress could tell at a glance how injured Margarita was.

“Stupid.” The sorceress didn't even move a finger, and Lan En felt a lightness in her arms.

Margarita floated away, hovering beside the sorceress.

　　Alia’s little eyes followed Margarita floating in the air.

The sorceress did not ignore the others.

“You’ve been poisoned,” she said to the witcher in a tone of complete understanding.

“There’s no need to hold on, just by bringing Margarita back, Aretuza’s gratitude will not be absent.”

“I have enough mind power to throw the four of you and two horses like coins, so you can lie down now if you want.”

The burden on his body was lightened, and Lan En felt as if fatigue was flooding him like a tide.

“Thank you very much.”

The sorceress nodded slightly, and Lan En also floated up.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Lan En felt as if his suspended position had been deliberately adjusted a few times to maintain symmetry with Margarita’s position.

Isn't this great mage an obsessive-compulsive disorder?

The random thoughts came to an end. His relaxed body longed for rest, and the witcher gradually closed his eyes.

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When those amber cat eyes opened again, it was already sunny day again.

Under him is a complete velvet bed. Not only has he never slept on such a comfortable bed since coming to this world, but even in his home world, Lan En has never been exposed to such high-end bedding.

It's like lying on a cloud.

Without even looking at the surroundings of the room, Lan En knew that it must be a place of high-end and luxurious decoration and furniture.

“Mentos, report toxin residue.”

“Understood, sir. It is being monitored and the toxin residue has been cleared.”

Lan En twisted on the bed and changed into a more comfortable position.

It seems that for warlocks, these toxins are just a problem that can be solved by blowing on them. Why am I not a warlock? !

In this rare moment of relaxation, Lan En inevitably regained his former college student personality.

But after the knock on the door sounded, he once again transformed into the witcher who single-handedly cut down a camp.

Margarita appeared at the door in a wheelchair.

Her legs were wrapped up, making it look like they were in casts.

But the outer layer was carved with lines that Lan En couldn't understand, and there was a soft light flickering inside.

Perhaps as Margarita said, magic can restore her almost-boneless legs to be even more beautiful than before.

The abilities of mages are exaggerated even in the eyes of their home world.

Now that Margarita has returned to her academy, she can mobilize many resources safely and abundantly.

She returned to her usual dress, with colorful dresses, golden jewelry, and the exquisite makeup that sorceresses pay most attention to.

It's even more bright and moving than the moment you just wipe off the magic cream.

A pair of eyes is enough to arouse the soul. Heavy makeup does not look tacky. On the contrary, only this kind of makeup makes Margarita’s appearance more noble.

The plump figure is as mature and charming as a peach, and the skin is as delicate and fair as butter.

She was wearing a dark green gauze skirt with an open neckline and back.

This kind of difficult-to-control color doesn't seem to be out of place on her.

The power of magic can create beauty that transcends time.

“Wait a minute, I don’t care about beautiful women. Why is this bitch’s eyes so bright?”

Lan En's body was a little stiff.

By the way, he is currently sleeping with his upper body naked.

Margarita's wheelchair rolled over.

“Hmm, it seems you are recovering well?”

As he spoke, the white and jade-like palm trembled and was about to be placed on Lan En's body.

The young man looked at her expressionlessly and silently pulled the quilt.

You don’t look like a good person when you are looking at me!