Headshot Wizard - Chapter 257

Chapter 257【Brown Bear Roaring】

Above the clouds, ice and snow covered every corner of the gravel pile.

The scarlet magic carpet is calmly affixed to the rocks. If you look down from the sky, it is undoubtedly the most conspicuous scene.

Lance sat there, silently looking into the distance.

The black wind on the clouds was still circling and did not dissipate. With his current ability to control the magic carpet, encountering such a strong sky wind, it is difficult to pass through calmly. If you want to go down the mountain, you still have to wait for the black wind to dissipate.

Behind him, the new maid was ragged, and the purple floral skirt was almost torn into strands of rags, which could barely cover one or two vital parts.

Where the cloth strips are discontinuous, there is a hint of charming scenery from time to time. However, Lan didn’t seem to care. She stroked her hair. This action made her involuntarily stand out, making the two soft flesh more prominent.

It’s a pity that no one can appreciate this scene above these ten thousand peaks. The only person who can see is facing her back at the moment, staring at the sea of clouds in the distance.

“Man…” She took a low sip, and then took off all the clothes on her body and put on the clean clothes on the side.

When changing clothes, she frowned. On the one hand, the lower body is painful, and on the other hand, the clothes really do not suit her taste. Compared with the good purple dress on his body, the clothes Lance took out of the Arcane Ring were obviously almost neutral, and they were coarse cloth clothes, which felt very bad to the touch.

It’s just that she has no choice but to put on the clothes obediently.

“You said before, when you were twelve years old…” Lance’s voice slowly sounded, and he paused before saying: “Why is this time still…”

Lan looked at the bright red on the corner of the magic carpet, with a triumphant smile on her face:

“I didn’t lie. At the age of twelve, the lecherous priest in the church really wanted me to dedicate my body to him, and promised to send me to the juvenile choir. So I followed him into that alley… ”

“But he didn’t succeed because I killed him.”

“Twenty days later, I changed to a nun to manage the orphanage. She liked me very much, so she recommended me to join the choir. Is there any problem?”

Lance was speechless for a while.

This woman is really too cunning, she deserves to be a natural liar. Even with the restriction of the blood contract, she could use misleading statements to fool Lance.

“Hey, although I am your maid now, please don’t look like you have suffered so much, okay?”

The coarse cloth on her body still couldn’t conceal Lan’s natural beauty. She blinked mysteriously and said, “Aren’t you happy just now? What’s more, when the goddess Yueqin promoted me to a candidate, her will came to me briefly. On my body, that is to say, you have not only been on a big beauty, but also indirectly by a noble goddess…”

Lance is even more speechless, what kind of logic is this?

But at this time, he thought it would be better to keep silent.

After leaving Shoufeng Castle, he never touched a woman again. For such a long time, he has ventured all the way, wandering around in this crisis-ridden world, constantly improving his strength-tiredness, boredom, loneliness, fear, these emotions continue to accumulate, and gradually formed a great negative emotion.

On weekdays, he has always relied on strong willpower to suppress it. But doing this all the time is not a good thing. After all, no matter how powerful a wizard is, it is not a machine, but a person of flesh and blood. High-intensity work, followed by a lot of negative emotions, these negative emotions have been accumulated, often forming obstacles to the next level of breakthrough.

At this time, it is a good way to find a woman to vent all these negative emotions. This is also the reason why wizards are indifferent and don’t like to disperse their energy and time on other things, but they are still accustomed to bringing a few beautiful maids or apprentices with them.

Lance knew these things very well, so he chose to eat her without hesitation when Lan sent her to the door. But what he didn’t expect was that this woman who seemed to be unscrupulous for the sake of strength was actually the first time… which made him a little headache.

Lance’s seemingly indifferent expression fell in Lan’s eyes, which made her feel very good. She knew that with this relationship, Lance would at least not throw her to someone casually, or kill her. Her first goal has been successfully achieved.

“Can you still go?”

The two were silent for a while, before Lance asked.

Lan gritted her teeth and nodded. She has a good grasp of proportions, knowing that she must not drag Lance back at this time. Otherwise, it will make the other party feel bored, and your previous efforts will be in vain.

Lance pointed to the black wind in the distance and said, “We will leave when the wind stops.”

“It’s about five minutes away, you prepare.”

…

Five minutes later, the black wind on the clouds finally dissipated.

After venting, Lance was refreshed and activated the magic carpet again.

Scarlet rays of light swept across the sky, and after a short while, they climbed across the entire cold mountain range.

“Aren’t we going down?” Lan asked loudly, sitting behind Lance.

“No, go directly to the Blackpool Land. I need a general direction.” Lance replied.

Lan thought for a while, and pointed his right hand: “It’s probably in that direction.”

“Okay, sit down, I want to speed up!”

Feitian Nine shook suddenly, and the speed was three points faster again.

This time, Lance was more proficient in manipulating the magic carpet, and the flying of the magic carpet became much smoother.

“What does this rune mean?” Lance sat in front of the magic carpet and suddenly saw a semicircular rune painted in front of him.

He clicked curiously, but didn’t respond.

He input a little magic power to the round rune, and in the blink of an eye, a thin gas mask rises from around the magic carpet, covering them inside.

The violent sky wind outside was completely isolated by the gas mask.

“It turns out that there is such a function!” Lance smiled bitterly, his knowledge of magic carpet really lacked.

Before he and Lan rode on the magic carpet, they were both hurt by the wind, but there was nothing to do. Unexpectedly, the design of the magic carpet itself took this into consideration, and it only needed to input a little magic power to avoid this trouble.

“To maintain the current flying speed, the amount of mana required to activate the magic carpet is about two points every five minutes. In other words, one hour requires twenty-four points of mana. In terms of speed, it is almost 400 kilometers per hour. It looks like it can almost catch up with the maglev light rail car of the previous life.”

Lance calculated these data silently, thinking in his heart.

The magic power at twenty-four every hour is not too much, but not too much. For most second-level wizards, using the magic carpet at short distances is no problem, but long distances are not very realistic. After all, magic is the foundation of the wizard’s survival. If you spend a lot of magic power on the road, once you encounter an unknown battle, it is likely to fall into danger due to lack of magic power.

But Lance was different. He had the heart of the evil demon as a reserve mana pool, and the pendant hanging around his neck could switch mana at any time. This consumption was still affordable.

So he decided to ignore all other interfering factors and directly drive the magic carpet to the black spot.

…

Two days later, the border land of the country of storms.

A narrow path winds from a distance, and at the end of the road is a small town built with crude wood fortifications.

At every moment, there are adventurers in weird clothes coming in and out: some go to the hinterland of the country of storms, and also go to the swamp jungle to the southeast to hunt and kill demons and gather herbs.

As an important supply point for these desperadoes, this small town named [Sarnia] is very prosperous despite its remote location. There are many channels for supplying supplies in the town, and all kinds of shops fill up one street in the commercial district.

Behind the business district, there are cramped alleys. In these small alleys full of stinky water ditches, from time to time you can hear the roaring laughter from several taverns, and the choking alcoholic smell-obviously from the inferior wine that is over-fermented.

In the evening of that day, in a small tavern called “Brown Bear Roaring”, there were many people sitting in the hall.

Most of these people are adventurers who have just returned from hunting in Zedi. In order to receive bounty from Yueqin Temple, they risked their lives to go deep into Zedi to hunt down demons and other monsters. A considerable number of people died in the quagmire and stench of the swamp, and those who survived often made a fortune.

And for them who are carefree adventurers, there is no better place to squander money than the brown bear tavern with a large glass of ale, quirky meats grilled on both sides, and exposed women with heavy makeup. So every evening, the roar of the brown bear is often very lively.

In the corner of the hall, there was a woman in shabby clothes. The men sitting nearby looked at her with wretched gazes from time to time, because this is an out-and-out beauty. Although dressed in general, her appearance is still very gorgeous, her face is only painted with a light makeup, and she is on the side. The prostitutes who passed by looked at her with jealousy.

Everyone was discussing in low voices, there were a few rude guys, even making rude gestures at the woman openly.

It’s just that no one has come up to talk to each other for the time being, because anyone with a little brain knows that such a beautiful woman is unlikely to come here alone.

Sure enough, a man came over soon.

His face was a little ugly, and he sat down beside the woman.

“How is it?” Lan showed a slight smile.

“I found a few people and stuffed them with money. They all said it well at first; but as soon as I mentioned [Rotten City], they immediately changed their attitudes and refused to find a guide for me.” Lance was a little depressed. Say.

The small town of Sarnia is an inn to enter the Blackpool Land, but the terrain of the Blackpool Land is complicated. It is not easy to find a rotten city where wizards gather among a large swamp and rainforest. Lance wanted to find a guide, but he didn’t expect to hit a wall again and again.

“Since you have failed, then it’s time for me to make a difference.”

Lan stood up confidently, swaying in amorous manner, and walked to the few adventurers at the neighboring table.

The people nearby almost looked straight.

Lance frowned, wondering what she wanted to do.