The fire was burning, the charcoal made an occasional crackling sound, and the light dimmed a bit. The light and shadow in the tomb passage were intertwined. Little Roman sat alone by the fire, his little face flushed. She had been watching with interest for some time.
The sparks rose to the top of the cave with the thermal air currents, and the bright eyeballs also moved from bottom to top, and then from top to bottom, vividly.
An hour had passed since the tomb collapsed, and the wizards spent at least half an hour opening a transom before they could light a fire. Miss Shang *** strung the cemetery moss into strings with an iron drill——
God knows why she carries this kind of thing with her. In short, Brando knows that she can always take out a complete set of field supplies from flint iron pieces to sewing kits in her small cowhide bag - the fire sizzles the cemetery moss.
, this kind of thing is the base material of the witch's precognition potion (perception +2, lasting 10 minutes) in the Amber Sword. It looks more like gray moss from any aspect, but Roman stubbornly believes that
It's a mushroom.
In short, Miss Shang *** said it is a mushroom, then it is a mushroom.
Of course, Charles was embarrassed to say that the future lord's wife burned two gold coins in one fire, so he could only pretend not to see it, otherwise the best result would be to be invited to eat graveyard moss. Our wizard gentleman did not feel that he was physically fit.
He is better at resisting poison than his own lord, so he is grateful and unsensitive.
However, Charles was probably as confused as everyone else. His lord had announced his relationship with Miss Roman early, but the two of them did not look like a couple. This was quite confusing, considering that in Wo
It is normal for a benevolent noble to have a wife at the age of fifteen. People with Brando's age and achievements who have not yet started a family are not rare, but do not exist at all.
Of course, Ciel would occasionally secretly wonder if his lord had any problems in that regard. In fact, as a knowledgeable highland wizard, he happened to know some ancient herbal medicine recipes. But to kill Xia
I didn't dare to raise this question in front of Brando. He had a smart intuition that if he said that, he would definitely be locked up in a small dark room.
Therefore, during this period of time, whether it is him or the people below, Miss Roman has been regarded as the fiancée of the lord. However, this unmarried state has lasted for more than a year, and Brando may not have noticed it yet.
But it seemed a bit strange to outsiders. After thinking about it, Ciel decided to find an opportunity to mention it to his lord tactfully, otherwise it would be bad to cause any trouble.
The smell of burnt cemetery moss is a bit like baked shoes. Such a subtle smell floats in the cave. What is commendable is that other people can coincidentally pretend not to smell it as if nothing had happened. Charles held it
A drawing that the apprentice had just finished was staring at the collapsed part of the tomb seriously. The outward excavation work was not going smoothly. The power of magic was not as powerful as imagined. Moreover, the key problem was not to dig a passage, but to prevent it.
The sand and rocks above continue to roll down.
To use the power of magic to support a nearly 50-meter-long mountain, Ciel didn't think he had the ability. Fortunately, people outside had contacted Medissa, and they were waiting for the silver elf princess and the vampire to open up the tunnel.
It's only a matter of time.
But at this moment, little Roman suddenly felt the ground under the tomb passage shaking slightly.
She raised her head and looked at the others curiously, but no one seemed to notice except her. However, Charles couldn't help but shuddered when he saw Miss Shang Li raised her head.
Scalp came over and asked: "What happened, Miss Roman?"
Roman tilted his head and looked at him, paused for a while, his bright eyes seemed to ask: Did you hear anything? But Charles obviously did not have the ability to read minds, so he had no idea what this young lady was doing.
What a trick. He looked at Roman inexplicably. The businesswoman blinked and asked instead: "Is Brando okay?"
"The lord is still down there, don't worry, he is safe and nothing will happen to him." Charles replied respectfully, fearing that the young lady would treat him to some graveyard moss if she was unhappy or happy. But Ma
Sarah, it seems that little Roman treasures the 'mushrooms' she grilled, and has no intention of sharing these barbecued graveyard moss - she has made up her mind to give them all to Brando, so she said: "That's nothing
Yes, thank you."
Xia Er wiped a cold sweat and prayed for his lord in his heart, hoping that Lord Martha walking in the sky would protect his great master's ability to resist toxins, otherwise tonight would not be too easy for him. Xia Er
I couldn't help but think to myself, if Roman asked Brando to eat these cemetery moss with a kind face, would his lord choose to eat it? Or would he choose to eat it?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh a little maliciously to the point of internal injury.
But what Charles didn't know was that after the business lady finished talking to him, she turned around and seemed to focus on counting the stars again. However, little Roman placed his hands on his cowhide bag in a regular manner.
, in fact, she raised her chin and looked at the girl sitting directly opposite her on the other side of the bonfire.
The girl was only a year or two older than her, but her expression was very gentle. She looked at Roman as if she were her own child. When she saw Roman seriously handing over a bunch of roasted grave moss, she couldn't help but
He smiled bitterly. "I'm sorry, little sister, I don't like eating this kind of thing."
"They don't seem to be able to see you." Miss Businessman looked at Charles over there and asked. She is not stupid, on the contrary, she is quite intelligent. Brando has understood this since that night in the refugee camp.
, but in the eyes of outsiders, this business lady is just a weird but easy-to-get-together person.
This is a secret shared by her and Brando. Freya knows a little bit about it, and Antitina has more or less guessed something.
The girl nodded: "Because only you can see me, not even the inheritor of the person below."
"Are you talking about Brando?" Roman asked.
"Is that young man's name Brando? Thank you for telling me his name."
"If you want to harm him, I won't talk to you." Roman declared seriously.
The girl couldn't laugh or cry.
"No, I'm just saying thank you. I always want to hear what's going on outside. Besides, he brought you here, so I'll just thank him."
"Then why can only I see you?" the business lady asked again curiously.
"Because you have the same blood as me." The girl replied. She tilted her head and looked at Roman carefully. But it could be seen that she seemed to like this little girl from Butchi very much, and there was satisfaction in her eyes.
Look. Roman thought for a while and raised his little eyebrows, "I have the same blood as you? Does this mean you are my mother?"
The girl smiled bitterly again.
"Of course not," she said: "If you want to say that, I should be your grandmother's grandmother's grandmother..." She suddenly stopped and realized that she was affected by the other party, and even the way she spoke became messy.
He couldn't help but shook his head: "Okay, no kidding, do you know what kind of power you have? I think you should have mastered some of it, right?"
"I know," Roman nodded: "A dwarf told me that I was a warlock because I was born with the ability to use magic."
"oh?"
The girl glanced at Roman curiously: "You are not a warlock, you are a witch, and a natural witch. The blood of the Witch of Destiny flows through you, and your zodiac sign is the Daughter of the Harp, but after today, it will not be
That’s it. After today, your natal sign will be the Witch Throne——"
"Roman didn't understand very well, but the dwarf clearly said that I was a warlock." The businesswoman thought for a moment: "And I think a warlock sounds more powerful."
"..."
The first generation Witch King before the golden age, the founder of the bloodline of thirteen witches, the consort of Odin, the Dragon of Darkness - she rarely met an opponent in her lifetime, and she did not think there was an enemy who could defeat her. But until today,
The Ice Queen has to admit that there are some people in this world that she cannot defeat. What is meant by 'and I think warlocks sound more powerful'? If it were any of her thirteen subordinates who dared to
If you tell her like this, she might just use a spell to sweep that guy into the ice labyrinth to suffer for eternity.
But now her temper has improved a lot. Besides, she may not be able to deal with her own offspring. What's more, the most important thing is that there is not enough time. She can meet a true successor before her power is about to disappear.
, this is already something overjoyed.
The first-generation Witch King had no choice but to coax: "Don't worry, even if you accept my inheritance, you can still retain the ability of a warlock." When the girl said this, she almost wanted to bang her head against the wall next to her.
Death is obviously the innate spellcasting ability of the Witch of Destiny, but she wants to say that it is the power of the Warlock, and she can't refute it - you must know that the Warlock is the mortal enemy of their witches, what is she talking about!? If she didn't take into account
To put it in perspective, the legendary Witch King almost burst into tears.
She had personally given her the qualifications to become the King of Witches. She had to coax and lie to a little girl about something that many people could not even imagine. This was simply a 'disrepute'.
Roman thought about it carefully.
As a businessman, she still had to be careful with her calculations. But in the end, probably because she felt that she had made more money than lost money, she nodded cautiously.
"Good boy," the Witch King said feebly. Even the novelty of seeing her descendant after countless years had disappeared. She stretched out her hand and touched Roman's forehead, and the business lady suddenly felt an influx of knowledge.
in one's own mind.
"I'm almost out of strength, so I can't give you more help, but the knowledge I give you will definitely be of great help to you one day." The girl sighed, "Maybe it's fate, but you are just right.
You are a witch of the destiny series. This knowledge will gradually come into play as you grow up, but the key is that you must remember that the mark of the Witch King I gave you is the only mark that can open the treasure of the Witch Kingdom. One day you will
To unify the thirteen bloodlines, this mark will play a huge role, do you understand?"
Roman felt dizzy. She held her head and nodded in understanding.
Seeing her like this, the girl couldn't help but sigh. She didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse that her only successor looked like this. But whether it was right or wrong, this first-generation Witch King was
She didn't want to stay here for a moment longer. She was afraid that this little girl would choke her to death again with another ingenuity. She felt that her limited majesty really couldn't withstand such a torment.
She retracted her finger, stayed there for only a moment, and then disappeared into the tomb the next moment.
Roman was left looking left and right, still not understanding what was going on.
