Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 657 659. Kiss of Victory

 From Lan En’s perspective, what is happening now is actually a bit scary.

He came here because of Margarita's magical characteristics, but the target he suddenly saw had the face of Tissaya.

This first brought a sense of confusion.

 But whether it was Margarita or Tissaya, he couldn't just ignore it. So he rushed over without stopping.

Then when he was in front of him, before he could ask anything, 'Tisaya' pounced on him and started gnawing at him.

 It shocked him directly.

Of course, later Lan En discovered that this was not ‘chewing randomly’, she was prepared!

 The mouth was skillfully pried open, and the soft and smooth touch was needless to say. More importantly, the skills displayed were so familiar!

If Tissaya wasn't a pervert who even wanted to monitor and 'study' Margarita's private life after graduation, then there was only one possibility.

  Lan En's improved [Spiritual Vision] was now focused on the face of 'Tisaya'.

He originally thought that the magic aura on the other person's face was due to magic necklaces, magic earrings, magic creams, etc., so he didn't try too hard to see through it.

But when he observed it attentively, the illusion spell Margarita applied on her face was immediately seen through by [Spiritual Vision].

 The true colors showed in Lan En’s eyes.

 “Woo! Why are you here?!”

The sorceress’s wet kiss was as passionate as ever, and even seemed to be more entangled due to the turbulent and complicated emotions at this time.

Lan En asked in a daze after pushing her away.

“To find you! What else?!. No, I mean. As a member of the Society of Talents and Skills, I decided to take control of this unjust war.”

Margarita was habitually outspoken at first, and then she seemed to suddenly realize whose identity she was coming here under, and changed her words in a panic.

 And his guilty eyes glanced towards the shield guard team from time to time.

"Anyway, that's about all you can do now, right? The Nilfgaardians are about to be defeated. Just protect me here and cast spells, just like before."

Margarita took Lan En’s arm, raised her head and said to him.

“You didn’t ask me to leave with you right away.” Lan En raised his eyebrows, “This makes me a little surprised.”

Margarita raised her head and met Lan En's eyes. There was a sense of ease and joy in those cat eyes that rarely appeared in this short period of time.

 The sorceress was startled at first, and then the expression on her face changed from feeling uncomfortable, angry, and confused, to helpless and relieved.

"You are changing the subject again." The sorceress shook her head slightly, "But it also shows my attitude. I have actually thought of it a long time ago."

"Even if I find you, I can't let you go. I can't stop you from doing what you want to do."

“But why did I run into this meat grinder even though I knew I couldn’t stop you or persuade you?”

Margarita said absentmindedly, and then smiled to herself without waiting for Lan En's reaction.

 “Maybe just to see you?”

Lann licked his lips. He felt that he had never felt so uncomfortable when he rushed into the Nilfgaardian lines.

"It's almost over." The witcher put his big hand on the sorceress's shoulder and spoke firmly. "No need to worry, the most dangerous moment has passed. There is only one finishing touch left, and this war will be over." "I don't know what you saw or what you did in this war." Margarita said in a low voice. , shrank into Lan En's arms and hugged him hard, then pulled away.

"But since it is your decision, I will support you."

Those and low spells flowed from Margarita's mouth. She stretched out her hands towards Lan En, and a warm magical aura floated from her palms to the witcher.

 And in the end, a looming magic rune was formed that revolved around the body of the witcher.

"[Margarita Shield Technique], I improved [Arzu's Shield]. The layer of Arzu's Thunder that originally surrounded the body surface was used to counterattack damage. Now all the magic power is used for defense. It's enough to be frontal Resist [Arzu Thunder Technique] once."

Lan En’s eyes looked at the floating and rotating runes around him.

"I remember you once said: Arzu's spells are beyond the control of ordinary sorcerers. It is said that he is extremely talented, his voice is like a hunting horn, and his words are like a famous lecturer."

"The difficulty is actually just that." Margarita said calmly, "I just wasn't interested before. I read the book for three or four days before coming here, and I learned everything I should know."

"Three or four days without sleep?" Lan asked her, but Margarita didn't respond.

Let a sorceress who is used to enjoying a luxurious and lazy life go to a cruel battlefield for herself, and master the legendary Arzu's spell in three or four days. Many knight novels nowadays will not write such outrageous things. .

 But Margarita obviously doesn’t care about these efforts.

 “Be safe, go and come back quickly.”

“That’s all I ask, and you won’t listen to anything more, so now! Immediately! Get out of my sight!”

 “As ordered.” Lan En looked into Margarita’s eyes and bowed slightly. "My lady."

The witcher continued to advance towards the hillside where Nilfgaard had not yet collapsed.

Among the shield guards guarding Margarita, a soldier was holding a charred wooden stick picked up on the battlefield and drawing something on the back of his tower shield.

“It’s time to work, guys, what are you doing?”

The captain of the shield guard conscientiously held up his shield, blocking half of the sorceress's body to protect her from the stray arrows that had become sparse on the battlefield.

Hand behind the tower shield of his comrade, he looked to see what he was doing.

I saw this comrade using a small burnt wooden stick to outline the inside of the tower shield a few times, and the silhouette of two people, one big and one small, hugging each other appeared on the large page.

"Now that the pressure is much less, I want to make some records now and refine it when I go back. Maybe after the war, someone will collect my paintings?"

 “What the hell, do you still have this skill?”

“My family runs a bookstore, boss. My dad signed me up for a master’s oil painting training class! Look at this angle and composition, Ye Luzi doesn’t have this ability!”

"Wait until I go back and copy it onto the canvas, and add the light, shadow and emotion created by the colors. Tsk tsk tsk. Even if it is not a masterpiece, it is enough to record the historical facts of the war! I want to call it "The Kiss of Victory"!"

"Then I wish you a bright future, and then you should raise your **** shield for me! You idiot!"

 The Huahua shield soldier had his helmet hammered off by the captain with an iron glove, and his head was buzzing.

Margarita loaded the hunter's pistol in her space handbag and glanced at the inside of the shield guard's tower shield.

What made her face darken was the face of the woman in the kiss.

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 (End of this chapter)