The Divine Hunter Chapter 26: Ships on the sea

Under the warm yellow light.

Telescope at both ends.

The witcher with dark gold eyes was having a heated discussion with the beautiful sorceress.

"Coral, regarding the formula of the Demon Hunter, there is actually more than just the Cat School. By chance, I also got the formula of the Flying Lion School!"

"Huh?" Rita Nied seemed to have heard too much good news in one night. She was stunned for a moment, her eyes were vacant, her red lips were slightly open, and her pretty face had a hint of cuteness.

"Little rascal, you never mentioned that you've been to Hacklan before. Where did you get the recipe for the flying lion monster?"

Although the sorceress has never seen a flying lion monster hunter, she has seen from ancient documents that the flying lion monster hunter comes from Zerikan or Hakellan east of the Blue Mountains.

"I 'bought' it from a mysterious businessman, and it cost me a 'big price' at that time." Roy suppressed the smile in his heart. In the past, a dignified and cool lady would rarely show such a smile. An awkward expression.

But Roy liked her expression better, it was a little more lively and kind.

Surprise her more in the future.

Next, the witcher spread out the formula in front of the telescope and let the sorceress on the other end translate and record it.

"Huh...green mutant, blue, red, about 6:1:1, a completely different ratio from Snake Pie...mother's tears, black wort...there are many differences in ingredients."

She was staring at a thin piece of paper, her beautiful eyes were shining, her pretty face was tense, showing a hint of researcher's enthusiasm, she almost wanted to do the experiment on the spot.

Warlocks are more or less addicted to experiments.

Two minutes later.

"Um...Coral, you have read the recipe, and you should have some confidence in your mind. So can you give me some accurate information? Which kind of grass decoction is better among Cat Pie, Flying Lion Monster and Snake Pie? Safer?"

"I'm not sure. I have to personally host a trial, get the valid data, and find out after comparative analysis. And so far, I have only hosted the Snake Sect trial for you."

"But based on this recipe and my personal opinion."

"Among the three, in terms of danger, the Cat Faction is greater than the Snake Faction and is greater than the Flying Lion Monster..."

So for the second green grass trial, which formula is the safest to choose?

Roy rubbed his temples, pursed his lips, and hesitantly asked the shocking question, "If you have passed the grass trial of a certain school, can you take the second grass trial and choose another school? Recipe?"

"Little rascal, how could you have such a dangerous idea?" Rita Nied put down the formula in her hand, put her pretty face in front of the telescope, folded her hands around her chest, and said in a stern tone, "Mutant formulas cannot be mixed. Don’t mess around!”

Roy's heart sank,

The sorceress explained,

"The formulas of each school have been studied for generations and improved hundreds of times."

"It wasn't until the demon hunters and the warlocks who studied mutations turned against each other... that improvements could no longer continue, and the formula was completely fixed. The formulas of different schools have fusion and overlap, but there are also conflicting and contradictory properties. For example, the Snake Sect And the flying lion monster."

"Whether you take these two decoctions at the same time, or one after the other, after passing the first trial, and then the second time, the conflict of medicinal properties will be unavoidable."

"They will fight in your body, wreak havoc, and make you miserable! Coupled with the lethality of the decoction itself, there is a high probability that -" the sorceress flashed a cold light, "kill you!"

"You mean the second dose is more deadly than the first dose?"

A trace of fear flashed in Roy's eyes, and he can still clearly recall those months in the Temple of the Goddess Meriteri when life was worse than death.

If he hadn't fully recovered, the grass on his grave would have been three meters high.

But no matter how dangerous it is, he still has to continue.

This is the only way to improve your level as a witcher.

Besides, if you want to gain power, how can you not take some risks?

"In fact, it stands to reason that after completing a grass trial, the potion tolerance should increase explosively."

"The ability to resist the second dose of grass decoction will also be enhanced, and the probability of passing will be greater!"

……

"Your considerations are reasonable, but unfortunately there is no real data comparison...I have never heard of any demon hunter taking two different grass decoctions."

"I can only judge based on experience. If the two offset each other, the trial will become more dangerous!"

Rita Nied's voice suddenly softened, and she looked carefully at the witcher's face,

"I can probably guess what you are thinking, to further enhance your strength through secondary mutations? But listen to my advice, compared with the increased danger, that little strength is nothing... There are overlaps in the grass decoction, The improvement after taking the medicine a second time is not as big as you think.”

"You are still very young, Roy, and there are many long-lived people who have never enjoyed the fun... There is no need to risk your life for a second mutation... Just follow the bald barbarian to learn the way of the demon hunter, step by step. , is the right path."

"If I have a very important reason and have to undergo a second mutation..." The dark gold pupils stared at the sorceress's smooth and delicate cheeks, with a hint of pleading, "Can you help me, Coral? I just Meet you a sorceress!"

The woman in front of the telescope pursed her red lips and turned her face away angrily, with waves rising and falling in front of her chest.

It took a while to calm down.

"You mean immediately, right away?"

"No, we have to wait a few months, after Cat Pie's grass trial... After all, I haven't prepared all the ingredients needed for the decoction."

He still needs to accumulate experience.

It’s almost time to return from Kaer Morhen.

"Stubborn little villain, do you really want to die?! Well, I will help you then... see if I can improve the formula a little bit." The sorceress sighed, with a bright look in her eyes. With a little exploration, what gave this young man the confidence to not be afraid of death?

"If the effect is not good," she said quietly, "it will be up to me to take you on your last journey."

"Cough, cough..." Roy's face flashed a trace of blood, he patted his chest and took a deep breath, "Coral, is this the deal with the Green Grass Trial?"

A slight snort came from her nose.

"Let's move on to the third topic. Are there any powerful and well-connected warlocks around you? In terms of the depth of magic power, who can be ranked among the top three in the Warlock Association?" Roy asked expectantly.

One of the three materials to strengthen the ancient blood, the blood essence of a powerful spellcaster, can also be found from coral.

"Little rascal, tonight there are one problem after another. Could it be that you think I am a magic wishing machine?" The sorceress on the other side of the telescope raised her chin slightly, her eyes displeased!

Finish this.

"Pa——"

She clapped her hands.

The light on the screen went out instantly,

The room returned to silence, leaving the witcher sitting alone in the dilapidated room, blowing the cold wind.

"It seems I was too hasty and the gift hasn't been delivered yet." Roy sighed, feeling a little guilty.

It is really inappropriate to always make requests as soon as we meet.

At the same time, he also realized that when dealing with a woman, he should be polite first and then use force. He should first say a few sweet words to open his heart, and then——

"Click——"

The light in the room suddenly brightened again.

The magic screen regrouped, revealing that beautiful face.

Through the telescope, she happened to see the witcher's mouth slightly open, sighing and astonished.

I immediately covered my red lips and laughed like a silver bell, laughing so hard that I was out of breath and my **** was leaking under my nightgown.

"Little rascal, I just like to see your surprised expression! You are as stupid as a donkey."

Qianqian pointed her fingers at the telescope, as if she was pointing at the demon hunter's head from the air. She suddenly stopped laughing and changed her tone, "But...it's also cute and silly."

"Let me tell you before I change my mind. Of course I know powerful warlocks, but what do you do with them?"

"This-" Roy rubbed his slightly swollen cheek.

Are women always so fickle no matter how old they are?

Change your face when you say you will.

"Can you contact them for me? I want to negotiate a business with them and purchase a unit of blood essence?"

"What did you say?"

"The essence of the warlock's blood!" Roy saw that the sorceress's expression was wrong and quickly explained, "We can sign a magic contract first and never use the blood to harm them!"

"Naive! How can things be as simple as you think?" Rita Nied shook her head, "Let alone blood essence, even a drop of blood, they can't give it to you..."

“A mage of that level does not consider superficial issues, but also many deep-seated reasons!”

"But there is nothing we can do..." The sorceress lowered her eyes, a trace of hesitation flashed across her pretty face.

"Let's forget it," Roy didn't want to force a companion repeatedly. If this way doesn't work, there is another way.

Simply smile openly,

"By the way, Coral, before I say goodbye, I have a gift for you."

"What gift?!"

The words fell.

"Boom——"

A violent air current suddenly blew up in the room, the curtains were blown out of the window, and a square door emerged from the void.

The sorceress jumped out of the vortex of air.

In just a few seconds, the nightgown was changed into a noble purple low-cut dress.

She has already put on light makeup.

Beautiful and radiant.

A pretty face approached the witcher.

So close that each other can feel each other's breathing.

The sorceress is full of smiles and beautiful eyes.

Roy's breath hitched.

How do you feel that this woman has been prepared?

"The gift is..."

“We’ll talk about it later!”

Rita Nied suddenly interrupted him and took his hand.

With a wave of his delicate hand, a spell was poured out.

The surging magic power caused the pendant to shake violently.

"Boom——"

A second portal quickly opened in the room.

The two of them rushed in.

The surging air blew the beds and quilts in the entire room into a mess.

Great movement.

Soon, a bald muscular man with amber eyes and a strong build opened the door.

Looking around, I saw only an empty room and the telescope that was still warm.

"Alas!"

There is no doubt that Rita Nieder, that bad woman, kidnapped his disciple again!

"This kid will be sucked into being **** sooner or later!"

…

Under the bright moonlight.

The witcher and the sorceress appear in a canoe.

The two sat opposite each other, with their knees touching.

We are surrounded by vast expanse of blue waves and the boundless sea.

The moist and slightly fishy sea breeze blew against the face, blowing the fiery red hair on the opposite side and playfully brushing the witcher's cheek.

He smelled the fragrant rose fragrance coming from the sorceress. He looked slightly dazed.

What happened? I was inexplicably brought to the beach by Coral, on a canoe.

Isn’t she going to take beauty sleep?

"Little rascal, you really didn't keep me waiting in vain. Where is the gift you prepared?" Rita Nied looked over with stern eyes and stretched out her little hand.

"Here, try it and see if you like it." Roy touched his nose and took out the pearl necklace from the space.

From the secret room of Alphonse Manor.

Another huge piece of bright stone was taken away by Cantila and was ready to be inlaid on the scimitar.

The moonlight falls on the beautiful pearls, and the beautiful moonlight is cut by the beads.

The radiant light is breathtaking.

The sorceress stared at the pearl necklace without blinking, her blue eyes spoke of love, and the joy on her pretty face overflowed.

No woman can resist the temptation of jewelry, and she is no exception.

But she did not take the necklace in a hurry. Instead, she turned around, her back to the witcher, and pulled her shawl hair to one side, revealing her slender neck like a swan...

Roy was stunned for a moment, and his dark gold pupils wandered between the necklace and his neck,

This is when I realized it.

Carefully, as if wiping porcelain, he put the pearl necklace on her with gentle movements. His fingertips touched the smooth and delicate skin, and she could feel the amazing heat and elasticity.

The sorceress turned around and gently held his hand in her arms, her eyes rippling and her red lips beautiful.

"How about it, do you think it looks good?"

Roy stared at the bright moonlight, starlight, and the eyes that were flowing in front of him.

After much searching, I finally came up with some nice words,

"You walk in the brilliance of beauty, like the night, which is clear and cloudless and filled with stars; the most wonderful colors of light and dark are presented in your appearance and eyes."

"Slick! Where did you hear these sweet words?"

"I can't remember, maybe I heard it from Oakes. You don't like it?"

"A few more songs, I like them very much!"

Amidst the melodious poetry, the wooden boat sailed out of the coast, and gentle waves beat on the hull.

The two men began to whisper.

“Is this your ideal? Coral, traveling on the sea in a wooden boat?”

"Little rascal, don't you want to accompany me?"

"No, I just heard that Ofel on the other side is very far away, I'm afraid it will take several months to row."

"If you move forward a little bit every day~IndoMTL.com~ you will always get there."

"But what if the wooden boat is overturned by waves and storms?"

"Then find another boat."

"There is a question that you have been avoiding talking about..." the sorceress's voice rang out, "You revealed in your sleep that you wouldn't let me go to Sodden Mountain. What was the reason?"

"It involves too many things. It's a long story...about a dream."

"It doesn't matter, it's still early tonight, you speak slowly and I listen slowly..."

Coral leaned against Roy's thigh, her eyes as gentle as water.

And the witcher rowed a wooden boat and talked about it.

The two of them set out together towards the bright moonlight above the sea not far away.

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