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

Drive all the way from the hilly terrain near Condale to Goth Velen.

The journey is short and safe.

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

Along the way, just the speed of two good horses can escape 99% of the trouble.

Finally, at the moment when 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 Aretuza Academy.

It seemed that this was the first time for the little girl Aaliya to see magic. 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 eager curiosity and excitement.

"madness."

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

"Wow~"

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

Her body is as plump and mature as a peach, and her skin is as delicate and fair as cream.

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

The female voice spoke nonchalantly, sounding like a woman talking between pictures of nail polish.

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

The sorceress did not ignore the others.

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 and elegant.

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 some ointment.

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

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.

Raising your hand to open the portal is what you call a great mage!

Margarita floated away, hovering next to the sorceress.

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

"Wait a minute, I don't care if I look at beauties. Why is this bitch's eyes so bright?"

Lan could feel it in his chest, and Margarita took a deep breath with her chest.

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

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

After thinking about this randomly, his relaxed body longed for rest, and the demon hunter gradually closed his eyes.

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

This color, which is difficult to control, doesn't seem out of place on her.

The moment the sorceress wiped off the magic cream, a hurried sound suddenly came from the other side of the protective shield.

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

Margarita appeared at the door in a wheelchair.

She has long golden hair and a face that is still beautiful even after nearly ten days of torture.

"Mentos, report toxin residue."

Lan En dismounted, and the high fever-like pain in his body showed no sign of subsidence after a day.

It was as if a layer of gauze was floating away from the woman's body.

Then 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.

Her legs were wrapped up and looked like they were in casts.

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

But after the knock on the door rang, he turned back into the witcher who single-handedly chopped down a camp.

"My mind is strong enough to throw the four of you and two horses like coins, so you can lie down now if you want."

Lan En's body was a little stiff.

"Old gods above, this is real magic!"

In mid-air, a door with yellow light shining on the edges and a dark door opened.

The power of magic can create beauty that transcends time.

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

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

A portal.

It's like lying on a cloud.

The toxicity of witcher potions is no joke.

"Thank you very much."

But she only made this move from beginning to end.

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

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

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

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

A female voice came from the barrier. It seems that although this magic barrier looks very high-end, there are actually people guarding the door and does not have automatic recognition capabilities.

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

It was only then that Lan En realized that he had never realized that he could not focus on Margarita's face at all.

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

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

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

Aaliyah's little eyes followed Margarita floating in the air.

"Open the door, Safin."

After all, the touch is quite obvious.

The hidden "charm" is finally revealed.

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.

"You've been poisoned." She said to the witcher in a completely understanding tone.

"Idle people stop."

"There is no need to hold on, just by bringing Margarita back, Aretuza's gratitude will not be absent."

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

Margarita's wheelchair rolled over.

The young man helped Margarita down. At this time, the sorceress could not stand, so Lan En hugged her sideways.

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

Her hands were always folded and placed in front of her lower abdomen. This was a dignified stance that did not often appear in daily life.

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

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

"Safin, I will deduct all your vacations this school year!"

"Do you know my name? No, it's useless. No one is allowed to enter. This is Master Tissaya's order."

Even without looking around the room, Lan En knew that it must be a place of high-end and luxurious decoration and furniture.

Underneath him was a full set of velvet bedding. Not only had he never slept on such a comfortable bed since he came to this world, but even in his home world, Lan En had never been exposed to such high-end bedding.

"Hmm, it seems you are recovering well?"

As he said that, 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.

The ladies look at it, they don’t look like good people!

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