The female mage held her chin with one hand and observed Downton. In addition to admiring the handsome young man, she was more curious and inquiring.
"A twenty-year-old scepter, I really want to dissect it!"
The female mage looked at Downton, trying to find the most perfect part of him, then cut it off with a scalpel and soaked it in a specimen bottle.
"If you hurt him, don't blame me for falling out!"
Andrea knew her best friend's habits, and when she saw something wrong in her eyes, she quickly reminded her.
"It's okay. I'll replace him with a super beast organ. It will definitely be stronger than the current one." The female mage licked her lips and teased the officiant, "You care about him so much, and you still say you have nothing to do with him?
With Downton's current status, visitors were all respectful and would not dare to say anything nonsense even if they had to wait for a whole day. Therefore, he did not notice the identity of the person who came in. He only raised his head when he heard the officiant speak.
"Teacher? Why are you here?"
Downton stood up quickly.
"Wow, so handsome and eye-catching!"
The female mage covered her eyes in an exaggerated manner, but looked at Downton carefully through her open fingers, and she was not disappointed. Her sharp-edged and intellectual cheeks did not need any modification at all, as long as she looked towards the street.
Once you stop, those empty, lonely and cold ladies will rush towards you like crazy.
"Sorry, I originally wanted to bring one of the family's armed forces to help you, but unfortunately my father didn't agree." Andrea smiled apologetically.
"It's okay, I accept this sentiment!" Downton asked the officiant to sit down, "How is Elaine?"
"Hey, shouldn't you ask me about my identity first? It's very rude to ignore me like this!" Although it was an accusation, the female mage didn't mean to blame me. On the contrary, she looked like a **.
"Who is this……"
Looking at the expression of this woman who was about thirty years old and wanting to dissect herself, Downton shuddered a little.
"She is Keira Knightley, my best friend, a great magician of the scepter level, majoring in demon, soul, and abyss magic!"
Andrea reported the origin of her best friend, "Strictly speaking, she is still my cousin!"
Downton was in awe. Being able to reach the Wand level as a magician not only meant that he was powerful, but also meant that he was well-read. In the field of magic, he was an absolute master. He could be promoted to the position of professor in any famous university.
It is also a scepter, and the melee system is not valuable, because it only needs to temper the body and temper the will, but the magic system is different. The time they spend in the private library every day will never be less than eight hours.
"You are too outspoken!"
Knightley was completely out of sight, and directly reached out to touch Downton's shoulders. Then she slid to his chest and kneaded his muscles.
Downton was startled. He shuddered subconsciously. If he hadn't had a trace of reason, he would have punched out.
"Sorry, sorry, professional habit!"
The female mage quickly apologized, but did not take her hand back. "Huh? Something's wrong. The vitality of your muscles seems to be stronger than that of Warcraft. Are you really a human?"
The corner of Downton's mouth twitched and he looked at Andrea. To be honest, Knightley is also a beautiful lady, and although her breasts are not as good as the hostess's papaya**, they are also a C cup, which can lead to an attractive career.
line, but he was not used to being harassed like this.
"That's enough, you scared him."
The officiant scolded and knocked Knightley's hand off.
"I really want to collect a piece of muscle!"
After Knightley finished speaking, she realized that the owner of the muscles was still standing next to her. She quickly covered her face and said, "Haha, I mean, your muscles are well-trained!"
Downton nodded, really not knowing how to continue.
"Be content, magicians are not normal, and those who major in demonic magic have this kind of virtue. She has shown great restraint by not dissecting you immediately."
Homer ridiculed that these magicians pursue the truth and don't care about the secular world at all. Let alone the corpses of ordinary people, they are gods. As long as they have the opportunity, they dare to dissect them.
"Is this the self-aware grimoire?"
Compared to the female officiant who majored in divine arts, Knightley was indeed more sensitive to magic fluctuations. Homer's message was still felt by the female mage through the soul.
"good!"
Homer floated.
“So cool!”
The female mage subconsciously reached out to grab it, but was interrupted by the female officiant.
"It doesn't matter. What do you think about the ecology of the undead?"
Homer stopped the officiant and started asking questions.
"The existence of the undead is not a miracle, but another form of life. I heard that some undead are trying to find a way to reproduce sexually. I think this is a wrong direction. There is no need for the undead to learn from other races. They
We should develop our own unique civilization!”
When Knightley mentioned professionalism, her expression immediately became serious, and she finally looked like a great magician, "Human beings are the mainstream of society, but it does not mean that this civilization is correct. Before it reaches the extreme,
No one can be sure!"
"Congratulations Downton, you finally have a personal magic consultant available."
Homer was very happy. As a grimoire, it actually wanted to communicate with such great magicians and ask them to do something. Unfortunately, Celes was an apprentice, and Bones was too stupid, so many of its ideas could not be implemented for a long time.
"I heard that you are from the Netheril civilization. Can you show me the characteristics of that era?"
The female mage's eyes were filled with anticipation. How could she not be excited to be in close contact with items that were said to be the most brilliant era of magic?
"Okay, but before that, are you willing to be my assistant?"
Homer asked.
"reason?"
The female mage didn't think there was any shame in being an assistant to a book.
"I need to repair a thousand-year altar and get the Abomination Workshop up and running again!" Downton's troops are too few. As long as the war workshop is established, he can continuously create Abomination warriors far and wide. As for the corpses, he can use Warcraft's
Replacement.
"Can!"
Knightley didn't hesitate at all, "When will it start?"
"Now?"
The grimoire floated toward the door.
"good!"
The female mage followed out, but quickly turned back. "Hey, handsome boy, if my work satisfies you, can you be my experimental subject?"
"no!"
The female officiant simply refused.
"Tch, stingy." The female mage left, and her shout soon rang out in the corridor. "If you build a war workshop in the East, the Holy See of Light will definitely come to you. What? In an underground city? Take me there quickly.
ah!"
"Don't worry, she is my best friend and absolutely trustworthy."
Seeing the worry in Downton's eyes, the female officiant comforted him.
"I'm not worried about that!"
Being able to follow Andrea to help him, the female mage is obviously a person who values love and justice. As for professional knowledge, demonology and abyssal science are exactly what Homer needs. Otherwise, he would not let her be his assistant.
"Elaine is living a good life. I didn't tell her about you to save her from worrying." The female officiant joked, "But you, after not seeing each other for more than a year, made such a big fuss when you came back. I'm really impressed!"
Andrea suddenly discovered that Downton had grown taller again. He was already over 1.85 meters tall. She had to raise her head to look at him.
"The situation forces us to do so!"
Because of the temperature of his height, Downton looked down.
In order to reduce unnecessary trouble when on the road, Andrea wore the officiant's robe. Even though it had a small open collar, others could only expose a bit of her neck. Unfortunately, the female officiant was different. Her pair of huge papaya breasts
It was so huge that it made the robe bulge, and a small piece of white breasts was exposed.
Due to the sweltering heat of summer and the rush on the road, the hostess sweated a lot. So the officiant's robe was soaked through and stuck tightly to her body, and the traces of her underwear were completely visible.
"Ahem!"
The female officiant noticed Downton's gaze, and inevitably thought of the female mage's words teasing her. She wanted to cover her chest, but then stopped. Isn't that trying to cover up her chest?
"Sit down!"
Downton's cheeks immediately turned red when he was caught peeking. He was extremely embarrassed. In fact, it was not his fault. Among all the women he knew, the female officiant had the biggest breasts. No matter how innocent he was, he had been with the dark elf for a long time.
I know what I need to know.
Downton wanted to leave the officiant, but turned a little hastily and tripped on the soft carpet on the ground.
"careful!"
The officiant went to help Downton.
If Andrea hadn't taken action, Downton wouldn't have been able to fall due to his skill, but the female officiant took a step forward, which interfered with his direction, so by chance, he plunged into the arms of the female officiant.
His vision went dark, and then a warm and soft touch covered his face. Downton felt as if he was buried in marshmallows, and he felt so comfortable that he didn't want to get up.
Plop!
Downton pressed Andrea and fell to the ground. The hostess groaned in pain.
"sorry!"
Downton was in a hurry, and accidentally pressed his right hand on the female officiant's left breast, causing the breast flesh to spill out from between his fingers.
"Andrea, I forgot one thing..."
The female mage ran back again, but before she could finish her words, she looked at the two people pressed together in the room and suddenly froze, then showed an expression of "Sure enough", "Oh, I'm fine, you guys are busy!"
"you come back!"
The female officiant was filled with shame and anger.
The female mage came back, but it was not because the hostess called her, but because she closed the door and reminded, "You should be careful. You are doing this kind of thing in the study in broad daylight. If others see it,
It’ll be bad when you arrive!”
"What did I do?"
The hostess was going crazy.
"Don't worry this time. I cast a soundproof barrier and summoned two abyss ghosts to guard the door. No one can disturb you."
The female mage said to herself, with a look of realization on her face, "You don't let me do experiments on him, it turns out it's because he is your baby!"
"You still can't get up?"
Hearing what her best friend said, the hostess was so embarrassed that even her ears turned red.