Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen.

Chapter 33

Solving the trust problem was much easier than Fenmu imagined. After this matter was settled, Fenmu finally started to deal with the "living creature".

This "living creature" is a bit like the unfinished body of the angelic remnant that I saw last time. There is no white color that symbolizes purity, only a pair of wings growing out of shape behind a big eyeball. If I insist, Fenmu I think this thing is more like the familiar of the demons, the kind of little ghost used to pass on messages, and this thing is probably the same in Eden.

Shout a line for the arrival of big characters like the white knight, to set off the atmosphere or something.

But in any case, if it can be related to Eden, the effect after making it into a material is definitely better than the air-dried film of the goblin black merchant.

So after skipping a series of horrific processing, Fenmu successfully produced the flesh and blood membrane of the "living creature".

"This thing won't have the feeling of wriggling tentacles, right? It's also a tall and tall Eden material, please save face!" Fen Mu folded his hands and prayed.

The key point is that there is no record of the equipment that uses the familiars in Eden as materials, so Finmu can only process it based on the set of socks. Finmu has a good idea of ​​whether the final spell amplification effect is good, but will it be possible? He can't guarantee a special wearing experience.

This robe is finally done. There is no innovation in the shape, it is just a tights covering the body with pantyhose, which retains the light texture and further improves the effect of spell buffs.

The time for making equipment is always self-forgetful. By the time Fenmu makes the finished product, the time has passed—well, he doesn't know how long it has passed.

After asking Sidney, Finmu realized that it hadn't been long, and it was still in the middle of the night, and the griffins outside were still singing.

It's just that the turbulent flow of spiritual energy this time seems a little different, as if it's the cold wind blowing from the permafrost in the north, and it can freeze your tongue when you take a breath, but for Fenmu's half body, it doesn't matter. too much impact.

And Hecate seemed to be more affected by this turbulent psychic energy than last time. For the sake of concealment, no bonfire was lit in the cave. Haunted by this cold wind.

If you look carefully, you can also find that her long brown-black hair has turned black, and part of it is silver, just like the playful and swaying she performed. Is it still worthwhile?

Although he didn't understand what was going on, Fen Mu instinctively felt that this should be related to this abnormal turbulent flow of spiritual energy, and frost had formed in some places at the entrance of the cave.

"The turbulence of spiritual energy last time was not so biting and cold, what's going on?"

Anastasia answered him:

"The turbulent flow is like this, it is difficult to grasp the law, and this time the psychic turbulence is stronger than the last time, the griffins outside will not be able to hold on for a long time and run away. And the witch is extremely dependent on the psychic energy. Qiang, the current black and white hair color is her original hair color, but she usually hides it with psionic power, and now she doesn't even have the room to maintain her hair as a disguise."

It's not that Anasta lied to Fenmu, but it's the fact that it's not just Hekati, but the spellcasters in the lawless zone will not feel any better.

"It's so miserable. At the beginning, I thought that mages were unreliable, but they were really good at cutting with real swords and guns!" Fen Mu said a sarcastic remark in his heart, and the spell without blue would highlight a miserable word!

But Fen Mu did not sit idly by, he sneaked out of the Quicksand Waterfall to have a look, and the griffins seemed to be gradually unable to withstand the turbulent flow of psychic energy, and the griffin riders had already controlled the griffins back to Griffin's territory, If it is delayed any longer, the griffin may run away out of survival instinct.

Seeing this, Fenmu picked up Hekati's delicate body and walked deep into the cave, then lit a bonfire to keep her warm, hoping it would work.

It's a pity that the bonfire has already been lit, and the crackling sound of burning firewood echoed in the cave, but Senior Witch still looked a little embarrassed, holding her body trembling with her hands.

This kind of cold is not only physical, but also the spiritual torture of the caster's soul.

"Offended."

Fenmu poured some medicinal spirits from her private dream into her mouth, using the alcohol to drive her away from the cold, then untied her cloak, and embraced this graceful jade body with bumps and convexes, it should be Can play a role in heating.

The spirits flowed down Hecate's throat, leaving a burning sensation. She was not a witch with a good capacity for alcohol, and after a while, her mind became dizzy.

Not so conscious, she opened her beautiful eyes, her eyes were blurred and charming due to strong alcohol, her fair and delicate face was stained with a delicate and gorgeous blush, this hot red glow spread from her cheeks to her neck, and even reached her collarbone.

"You... why are you holding me!"

Hekati started talking drunkenly in a daze, her drunken expression was a little softer and more charming than usual, she turned over, and pressed Fenmu with her soft hands, as if trying to control his movements .

"To keep warm, Senior Sister, you are drunk. Now the turbulent flow of spiritual energy outside has a great impact on you. I think it is better for you to lie down and rest. When the turbulent flow of spiritual energy passes, you will feel better!" Fen Mu also said. I don't know if she can listen or not, that's all I can say.

"I, I'm drunk? What the fuck are you talking about... It's just drinking, I, Hekati, can't be drunk!" Maybe because she spoke too hard, her arms became hot and her head hit the ground. On Fenmu's forehead, it hurts from being touched by Fenmu's iron head.

She looks so irritable, but she didn't expect to be a bit cute after being drunk.

"You still dare to take the opportunity to attack my head!" Hekaty's bright cherry lips were on Fenmu's face, and the breath he exhaled lightly was filled with the heat of alcohol and body temperature, and murmured: "It really is like this, The villagers who agreed to hide me, finally exchanged the news of the witch for money...the master who promised to help me control my power, but finally planned to seal me up...all traitors, Now you're showing off your feet and starting to attack me! It's true...it's true!"

Please, it's obvious that you hit it with your head, okay...

Miss Witch managed to raise her arms, but the warm cloak slipped off her shoulders. The shivering cold made her body tremble, and the cold seemed to restore some clarity to her consciousness. She looked around, as if she was thinking about why she had changed. Be like this now.

Fen Mu was afraid that she would think he was having bad thoughts, so he quickly explained:

"I'm worried that Senior Sister, you have something wrong with the cold, so I'm helping you warm up."

"A lot of lies——" Hekaty glared at Fenmu below him, just when Fenmu thought she was going to get drunk and hit someone, Hekaty showed her drunken naivety again, and smiled mockingly , and then shivering from the cold, he said, "It's obvious that you are too cold to bear, so you want to come over and ask Senior Sister to give you some warmth? It's really useless!"

After finishing speaking, she put on the cloak, hugged Fenmu, her soft and delicate body was attached to Fenmu's vigorous body, and the elasticity of the delicate skin was transmitted through the silk robe.

"I hope you can remember what happened when you wake up..." Fenmu sighed.

Chapter 34 Griffon Stew

......

Fen Mu looked at the strange purple-black stew in front of him and fell silent.

The head of the griffin floated on the surface of the stone pot, and the white eyes seemed to be conveying some kind of hopeless thoughts, and the thick soup burst a few bubbles from time to time. A very strong negative factor.

Is this the witch?Even the stew pot soup is so magical.

"Hecate, didn't you explain everything about sleeping with me in your arms before, and I just complained about how cute you are when you're drunk and crazy, so you don't want to revenge me with a pot of poisonous soup like this?" Fen Mu I can't stand it anymore.

He has always been a hard-working person since he was a child. He always eats the dishes cleanly and never wastes ingredients. As a result, he managed to find a chance to catch the griffin in the middle of the night. After processing, he prepared to make barbecue. As a result, when I went out to find firewood and came back, I found that the griffin had turned into a pot of potion-like stew!

"It's hard for me to guess that the griffin came back. I've been hungry for two days and I've been waiting to live off it. Now, Senior Sister, if you do this, we'll have to starve again. This matter is—"

Fenmu's words came to an abrupt end, because Hekaty put the dagger around his neck with a smile on his face, Fenmu put away his regret and dissatisfaction just now, and put on a look of praise.

"He could think of combining potions and ingredients together. Hecate is indeed a witch of hatred..." He regretted it after saying that. He had the impression that Hecate was very disgusted by people calling her a witch. , "Well, I don't mean anything else, and I don't discriminate against witches or anything. I just think witches are quite a group of people!"

When they met for the first time, the ninja and the samurai mentioned that they called Hecate a witch and made her angry.But unexpectedly, Hekati did not lose her temper, she stared at Fenmu with her bright eyes, and parted her red lips lightly:

"Don't talk about getting drunk anymore. It's because you drank too much and made a mistake. In fact, nothing happened, understand?"

Hekati’s attitude towards Fenmu is still considered acceptable at present. Since he can enter the dream of the kingdom of God, it means that his aptitude is worthy of recognition. Unlike others, hearing the witch's greedy desire is like hearing a way to become stronger.

Moreover, his juniors are really a relatively new existence. Hecate has always been living in seclusion alone, and suddenly found that he is also an elder. This is a very novel experience.

These days, Fenmu found various topics to talk about in order to ease the atmosphere. Although Hecate pretended not to care, he still listened.

The most difficult thing for her to accept was her stupid appearance after drinking at that time!The witch's memory is very good, and this excellent memory made Hecate remember what stupid things she had done after waking up.

Her junior kindly wanted to help her keep warm, but in the end she lost her temper after drinking to the point where she forcibly took off his clothes and stuck them on!I even felt that he was easy to touch, so I groped everywhere... Fortunately, I didn't go further.

And it was obviously her fault when she was drunk. After waking up, it was Fen Mu who first proposed to admit his fault and ease the relationship, saying that he took advantage of her. What a kind child...

That's why Hecate thought of doing something to reward him, which was considered a small apology, so he stewed a pot of soup while he was picking up firewood.

Hecate's own habit is to eat fruit to satisfy her hunger, and more often she doesn't even need to eat. This can be regarded as a little convenience brought by the witch's talent. Naturally, she has never been in the kitchen to cook soup and cook food.

But she has stewed potion, and she thought that the tools are similar, and they have to live in the same way, even the shape of the stew pot is similar, so the craftsmanship of this stew should be similar.

Moreover, the Witch's thinking of stewed medicine is closer to the concept of medicinal food, especially for people like Hekati who value practicality, that is to say, a pot of qualified stewed medicine must be able to feel sufficient spiritual nourishment!

As a witch, there must be [-] million points of potions in private dreams, one bottle for mental strengthening, one bottle for psionic adaptation, and one bottle for perceptual acuity, regardless of appearance and taste, this If the pot is really expensive, the medicinal materials used can buy a castle in a luxurious location.

As a result, my younger generation didn't really appreciate it...

Feeling the senior sister staring at him fiercely, a drop of cold sweat inadvertently dripped from the forehead of Fen Mu.

really!The tiger's butt can't be touched, Hecate must have remembered that he had the guts to pinch his buttocks and touch his beautiful legs, so it's time to punish him now, especially if he was let down The general gaze must be accusing him of betraying her trust!

When she was drunk and talking nonsense, she vaguely mentioned her early years, maybe this is the root of her irritability now, in the situation where it is difficult to trust others, he, Fenmu, did this so abruptly It's something you can't control!

It really shouldn't be - it should be punished!

Fenmu swallowed, said sorry for his taste buds, then took the griffin's head out of the stone pot, met the desperate eyes with sympathy, and then threw it aside.

He picked up the whole stone pot and poured tons and tons of thick griffin potion stew into his stomach. The bitter taste instantly reached the brain through the portal on his taste buds.

This taste is really too strong, all kinds of potions are mixed together, the taste is not bad enough to describe, the world turned gray and white in an instant, the past experience appeared in front of Fenmu's eyes like a lantern, and it was treasured in the memory The beautiful buttocks in the depths and the beautiful legs that were added later passed before his eyes. For a moment, he seemed to hear the master in charge of death, Anastha, calling to him. What a beautiful voice, it has been a long time The voice of Anastha herself was heard.

Tears come out!

Growing up so big, Fenmu has never been wronged like this!Even when he was being nursed by a pack of wolves, the mother wolves never let him go hungry!

Now I have to drink so many nasty things!I shouldn't have deleted the tentacle suit design back then!

Hekati who was on the side was shocked, she didn't expect her junior brother to accept her apology so generously, and while drinking it all in one breath, she was also moved by her reserved but sincere sincerity, she couldn't help but shed tears down.

She walked up, imitating what an elder should do when comforting a junior, and pressed Fen Mu's head into her soft arms.

"Okay, okay, it's okay."

It's okay, a hammer!If it weren't for your good figure, we would have made this beam!

Chapter 35 Sister?

On the other side, Rachel and the others took all kinds of strange vehicles to the Griffin's lawless zone. When they first left Granville, they took the hard-working ground lizard car.

Afterwards, I went to many places, and sometimes I even escaped into deep dreams to take shortcuts and shorten the itinerary.

Now their means of transportation is a creature called Bubble Cat. This creature looks cute, and its shape is no different from that of a fluffy cat. After taking a breath, it can become very large and fly in the sky. They are used to accommodate their own passengers, and they are considered to be one of the few races that have intelligence but are willing to give people a means of transportation.

It's just that the bubble cats have no fixed place to live, and they can only be given this kind of convenience by luck and after winning their trust.

Rachel, Taivia and Casalia are in the dream of Bubble Cat at this time, but it feels more like they are in the belly of Bubble Cat, and they can clearly see the outside scenery around them. Flying in mid-air is no different.

Between the blue sky and the endless wasteland, a fat cat soars in the sky, its white fluff dancing in the wind.

"I can't contact Femme again, what happened?" Rachel asked depressed.

"Isn't there another turbulent flow of psychic energy?" Casalia had heard about it from Sylune.

The nun and doctor seemed to have melted away, sitting on the spot with their chin resting on their hands, waiting silently like a statue for the arrival of the destination.

Rachel was worried about what was going on with Femme, and Succubus' intuition faintly told her that there might be more competitors invisibly.

"It shouldn't be. Psychic turbulence is still relatively rare weather. Granville has appeared before, but at least 50 years ago, because the fusion of dreams and reality is slightly serious, psionic There may be more turbulent weather, but it doesn't come every once in a while like wind and rain."

Bubble cat Alulu sneezed and said:

"It should be the turbulent flow of psychic energy. Although this place is still far away from the turbulent flow area, Alulu has already smelled the cold! A partner who came back a few days ago mentioned that there was a turbulent flow of psychic energy. After the end, she quickly fled back, and she didn't expect to reappear so soon."

"Will it affect your flight?" Casharia touched the "wall", pretending to be touching the other person's stomach, but it was actually just the boundary of a private dream.

"Not yet, but if the turbulent flow of psychic energy is mixed with too much frost, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue flying. The best way is to find a place to hide first. The turbulent flow of psychic energy last time It didn't last long, and this time probably won't be an exception, Ah Chi—!"

In the end, the three of them chose to stop at the boundary of the impact of the turbulent flow of spiritual energy, because the bubble cat Alulu refused to fly any further, so they could only land to see the situation.

Taivia originally wanted to break into the turbulent area of ​​psionic energy on foot, but was held back by Casharia:

"Taivia, calm down, you may feel that you can save a lot of time by walking there during this time, but there are many troublesome things in the helpless zone, and sometimes it will take a lot of time to get it done, then The gain outweighs the loss.”

"Is that so? We are not weak, and the other party is afraid of us after entering." Taivia has not let go of her reckless thoughts.

Bubble Cat has returned to its original small appearance, no different from a fat domestic cat, and she also helped to speak:

"Your thoughts are too foreign. People in the lawless land are greedy for life and fear of death, but beyond the greed for life and death, 'fun' may be what they are more interested in, and it can even drive them more than money. If where There are rumors of 'a certain lord is having sex with a strange creature', even if life and death are in danger, people in the lawless area may flock to it, and then cooperate sincerely to die together."

Judging from this example, maybe such a thing has really happened, but except for Rachel, none of the people present had any experience of going to the lawless zone, because it was really too far away.The only succubus maid with a wide range of knowledge, most of her experience has not been updated for a long time.

In her impression, many are desert areas, which used to be forest oasis wetlands and the like.

Rachel thought for a while, and then confirmed her thoughts to Bubble Cat:

"Alulu, then can you go around from another place, that is, walk along the border of the turbulent flow of spiritual energy, maybe you can reach a closer place?"

The chubby body of Bubble Cat floats in mid-air:

"No, no, no, this time it's the turbulent flow of spiritual energy in the wide area, otherwise I can't feel it from such a distance. It's farther than your journey to Granville."

Jumping left and right on the edge of the turbulent flow of spiritual energy, feeling the feeling that the spiritual energy was suppressed to death, Rachel and the others had to follow the advice of the tour guide Alulu.

However, in the wilderness around here, there are only solitary big cacti and hanging strange rocks as far as the eye can see, it is difficult to find a place to rest.But this kind of thing is not difficult for Paopao Mao. This is a race that performs everywhere. She probably remembers that there is a bar station more than ten kilometers away, where temporary accommodation and meals can be provided.

Of course, don't expect too good conditions.

All the way to the wilderness bar, except for the word "wine" on the old signboard, everything else has been obliterated by the wind and sand. Just looking at this facade will make people subconsciously think "the wine here may have sand "impression.

A dusty earth dragon cart was tied to the door. Of course, this so-called earth dragon was just a mutated lizard, but it also meant that other people besides them had already visited here.

A few people walked in, and the shopkeeper was a middle-aged man of the lizard tribe. His red skin looked like a grilled lobster.

"Hey! Rare guest, please sit down wherever you want. Do you want any drinks? But there are only wine and milk here, and water is more expensive."

"Water is good, please prepare the best room by the way." Rachel threw out a heavy money bag.

As far as money is concerned, they are not short of money. On the way here, they will always meet some rogues who want to fight (send) robbery (money).

Another group of guests sitting in the corner were three succubus girls. They looked at each other, and they all saw incredible surprise from each other's eyes!

And the source of this astonishment was Rachel—the sixth level!Are there such powerful compatriots among the Succubus?Why have they never heard of this clansman.