Age of Adepts

Just as Alice stared at Grimm with no expression on her face, and as she kept thinking in her head, a green skinned elite poked her head behind him and looked at Alice in confusion and vigilance.

“Well, Cubby, that's the Alice I was talking about. Starting today, she is my exclusive maid. Your task is to teach her the necessary courtesy of a maid, and I hope to see her take up her post as soon as possible. All right, take her away! ”

Like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, Alice's head flashed instantly and Venus swayed in front of her. Is this bastard really going to think of himself as a witch with a rare talent for space as a maid?

Originally, Alice's face rose red and stared at this self-righteous... master.

“What, you got a problem with that, Alice?” The smile on Grimm's face is getting weirder and weirder: “Do you think I'm your master? Why can't even a maid do her job right now? ”

“You… very… well…” Alice squeezed a few words out of her teeth and wrapped her body with a blanket, biting her teeth off the bed.

As soon as her feet were soaked, Alice felt the tremendous pain emanating from every corner of her body. She couldn't help but shake and almost fell. Yet in the face of a little Lori with an angelic face, that Grimm did not move at all, and there was no half-witted attempt to help.

Alice is, after all, a quasi-witch on an elemental route, far from being the same as Grimm, who has already elemented her body. To date, Alice's physical fitness has not exceeded 10 points, which makes her flesh * physical resilience even worse than that of senior apprentices with physical acumen.

Biting his teeth insisted on leaving Grim's residence, while Goblin Kabi's room was next door.

As soon as I entered Cabbie's room, the expressions of pain, resentment, and humiliation disappeared from Alice's face, replacing them with my still haughty and glorious people. Even the frightening appearance just now disappeared, as if the full pain could not affect her at all.

“I need a better cure, water from Yasu that removes scars, and I'm hungry to prepare mushroom trout rolls, goose roast gold, and Chevy Man tea. Remember, trout must be devil trout from the dark abyss, tentacles can only select three at the jaw… Also, honey brushed on the surface of goose roast in gold must be snow bee honey from the east coast, and…"

As the owner of the room, Goblin Kabi's mouth grew bigger and bigger. At the end of the day, he heard an angry jump three feet high, waving his fist out loud and roaring: “Paranoid, you arrogant little human! This is the land of your great-great-grandfather, Carby, and you're just the master's new maid. I came earlier than you, you have to...”

Goblin Kabi's roar didn't go on because Alice had ripped open a small space gap and kicked it in with one foot.

Half an hour later, when Alice reopened the space rift and released Cabbie, the cloth robe on her had become a stray beggar-like piece of cloth, and the skin behind her was full of traces of fang claws. And on the other end of the space rift, the roar and longing of the wolves keep coming out.

Alice instantly distinguished herself from all the scars on Goblin Kabi. And she softened the space gap, and she said, "Now you know who's in charge in this room? If that crack-tooth wolf hasn't satisfied you, I can send you to the lair of a two-legged dragon! ”

Though only a primitive warcraft, the attack power is not worth mentioning, but for a geologist like Kabi who has no attack power and only three or two disguised escape skills, it is already a flooded beast. If you throw it at the smelling bipedal again, it's hard to come back!

The next second, Goblin Kabi lay on his knees and howled loudly with Alice's shiny calf: “Boss, boss, you are the boss here... I will listen to you in the future...”

Alice kicked it with disgust and frowned: "Go! Get me clothes, food and medicine. I want you to tell me the story of you and that... guy while I'm eating! ”

The reverse phage of the witchcraft contract in the soul paused Alice slightly, forcing her to change the name of the “bastard" to a more neutral “guy”, otherwise even her quasi-witch in the depths of the soul would not be immune.

God knows, Ghost knows, in order to better restrain that “guy" earlier, I also intentionally picked out a contract scroll from Grandma's private treasure that works best in witchcraft. Now... now I'm tied to death. How does this keep Alice from knocking!

Only a better understanding of the enemy can defeat the enemy at the least cost!

Alice made up her mind, and from now on, she will never despise that shitty bastard again... oops... dude. She will surely be patient to learn everything about that guy, and then... Hmm, don't try to limit greatness with a garbage contract... Oops, it hurts, it hurts!

As a gambling loser, every word and line of Alice needs to be bound and bound by a strong contract. Once the idea of disrespect or harm to the "master” comes to mind, the soul's origins suffer from a different kind of contractual backlash. If such repetition occurs too often, it will cause irreparable horrific harm to her soul's origin.

By then, her future witch path will be halfway dead!

…………

Spiritual fluctuations on the other side of the compact inevitably also affect Grimm.

Less than a minute after being separated from the little girl, the strange fluctuations transmitted through the contract have reached 17 times. But mostly curses, disrespect and other minor fluctuations, and Grimm handed over the execution of the contract to the chip, blocking the contract and his direct spiritual connection.

With that little girl's arrogance and arrogance, she won't stop until she touches her head and bleeds. So the instructions that Grimm leaves to the chip are full feedback, and any disrespect is punishable by contract, and never delayed, never condoned.

Just after he had just finished dealing with this difficult little girl, the scent wind poured behind him and a hot, soft body stuck on his back.

“Grimm, why don't you give me that Alice?" I will definitely make her obedient and make sure it works better than that witchcraft contract. ”Mary's alluring voice rang in her ears, with a subtle nasal sound.

Oh, there's another one!

Grimm almost couldn't help but rub his head.

“Mary, I solemnly warn you, don't try to turn Alice into your blood slave!” Grimm solemnly said, "The identity of Alice is still a mystery, but there is some connection between Irving and the witches in the north. The blood slaves you created through the first embrace, though extremely binding, are not defect-free. Just kill the source of your blood, and your control over Alice's soul will naturally disappear. So this Alice, if it's any big deal, you're applying for a death spot for yourself! ”

“Got it, got it! I wouldn't be so stupid to rob a woman with you. But...” Mary licked her red lips with excitement: “I'm supposed to suck a little blood on her, right? ”

Grimm sigh.

“Don't you see? This Alice, I'm afraid, has just come to fight me as an advanced quasi-woman, without even regulating her body and spirit to the best of her ability. You suck her at this time, I'm afraid she'll fall back to the senior apprentice in minutes. Don't be ridiculous, we need to nurture her! She's got a big part in my plan! ”

“Neither can I, nor can I, so how is my strength progressing? No, I'm going to find another suitable apprenticeship assignment. It's a lot more freedom out there than it is here!” Marie was born hot, and when she did, she turned away from Grimm's residence and went straight to the mission hall.

Grimm sighed and pulled out a book of witchcraft, spreading it on the table and reading it silently.

…………

Swamp tower 5th floor.

In a dark, dark chamber, Anderson waved away the magic mirror in front of him, revealing a hint of hesitation on his face.

“A wizard-grade element puppet? How did this kid do that? In my memory, there has never been a precedent where a wizard apprentice was able to manipulate a wizard puppet or a witch beast beyond his order. If someone forced him to do so, I'm afraid the mere need for summons could instantly drain his mental power and turn him into a brain drained idiot. But this kid did it easily! Perhaps I should find a puppet master to determine if his summoning nuclei have any peculiarities? ”

After a moment of reflection, Anderson's hands rubbed in front of him, and the void presented the scene of another Chamber of Secrets like a mirror.

This is a magic chamber almost isolated from the outside world, and the floor in the center of the chamber is heavily eclipsed with intricate and unusual symbolic lines and secret sorceress arrays. There are countless strange words and symbols inside that distort like tadpoles, many of which are mysterious knowledge that has never appeared outside.

Despite its complexity and mystery, the Witch Array was wrapped around all the symbols, symbols, and rings, but eventually pointed to three core nodes, where three things like a chair were erected.

Looking at the overall layout, this should be a vicious array of witches that blend witch promotion rituals with the harvesting of life energy. The two peripheral chairs are the source of energy that drives the entire Witchcraft movement, and it looks like they're also for Ntik and Mary. As long as they are forcibly elevated to witchcraft through a special witchcraft ritual, the subsequent Witchcraft will squeeze out all their essence of life and then gather into the center of the Witchcraft Ring.

At that time, Anderson, nourished by the flesh and talent of two newcomers, will most likely break through that long-standing hierarchy threshold, making him a powerful second-degree wizard.