Just when Alice was staring at Greem expressionlessly, but her mind was still thinking wildly, a green-skinned goblin poked its head out from behind him, and looked at Alice suspiciously and vigilantly.
"Okay, Kirby, this is the Alice I was talking about. From today, she will be my exclusive maid. Your task is to teach her the necessary maid etiquette. I hope to see her go to work as soon as possible .Okay, take her away!"
Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Alice's head was dizzy instantly, and Venus dangled in front of her eyes. Could this bastard really plan to treat a quasi-witch with a rare space talent like himself as a maid
Alice, who was originally self-possessed, blushed and glared viciously at this self-righteous... master.
"Why, do you have any opinions, Alice?" Greem's smile became more and more strange: "You made it very clear before you gambled that you regarded me as your master? Why don't you even have a job as a maid now? Can't do it?"
"You... very... good..." Alice squeezed out a few words between her teeth, wrapped her body in a blanket angrily, and gritted her teeth and got off the bed.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, Alice felt great pain from every corner of her body. This made her shake uncontrollably and almost staggered and fell. However, in the face of a little loli with an angelic face, that Greem was unmoved in the slightest, without the slightest sign of wanting to reach out to help her.
After all, Alice is a quasi-shaman who takes the elemental route. In terms of physique, she is far from being able to compare with Greem, who has already turned her body into an element. So far, Alice's physique hasn't exceeded 10 points, which also makes her physical recovery ability not even as good as those senior apprentices who are good at physique.
Gritting his teeth, he persisted and left Greem's residence, and Goblin Kirby's room was next door.
As soon as she entered Kirby's room, the expressions of pain, resentment, and humiliation disappeared from Alice's face, replaced by the same arrogance and arrogance that remained the same. Even the cowardly and awkward appearance just now disappeared, as if the pain all over her body could not affect her at all.
"I need a better healing potion, and I also need the water of Yasu that can remove scars. In addition, I am hungry, let them prepare trout rolls with mushrooms, golden roast goose, and Shefman tea. Remember, trout It must be a devil trout from the dark abyss, and the tentacles can only choose three on the lower jaw... Also, the honey brushed on the surface of the golden roast goose must be snow bee honey from the east coast, and... "
As the owner of the room, the goblin Kabi's mouth grew bigger and bigger. At the end, it jumped three feet in anger, waved its fists and roared loudly: "Delusion, you arrogant little human! This is your big goblin!" Lord Kirby's place, and you are just the master's new maid. I came before you, you must... "
Goblin Kirby's roar couldn't continue, because Alice had torn open a small space rift and kicked it in.
Half a quarter of an hour later, when Alice reopened the space rift and released Kirby, the cloth robe on him had become rags like a wandering beggar, and the skin behind him was full of fangs and claws. And the howling and howling of the wolves continued to be heard from the other end of the space rift.
Only from the goblin Kirby's scars on his back, Alice could judge its character in an instant. After smoothing the space gap, she said coldly: "Now you know who is the boss in this room? If the group of slit-toothed wolves just didn't satisfy you, I can send you to the Wyvern's lair go in!"
Although the Slittooth Wolf can only be regarded as a low-level monster, its attack power is not worth mentioning, but for a goblin like Kirby who has no attack power and only has three or two camouflage and escape skills, it is already a scourge. If you throw it to the wyvern with its amazing sense of smell, it will be difficult for it to come back intact!
The next second, Goblin Kirby knelt down on the ground, hugged Alice's clean calf and howled loudly: "Boss, boss, you are the boss here... I will listen to you in everything from now on..."
Alice kicked it in disgust, frowned and said, "Go! Prepare me clothes, food and healing potions. When I'm eating later, I want you to tell the story about you and that bastard..."
The backlash of the witchcraft contract in her soul made Alice pause slightly, and she had to change her address to that "bastard" to a more neutral "guy", otherwise the sting in the depths of her soul would even affect her quasi-human. Witches are not immune.
God knows, ghosts know, in order to better restrain that "guy", I deliberately picked a contract scroll with the best witchcraft effect from my grandma's private collection to use. Now... Now he has tied himself to death. How can this not make Alice angry!
Only by better understanding the enemy can we defeat the enemy at the lowest cost!
Alice has made up her mind, from now on, she will never despise that nasty bastard... oops... guy. She will definitely understand everything about that guy patiently and meticulously, and then... Hmph, don't try to limit the great one with a garbage contract... Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!
As the loser of the gambling fight, Alice's words and deeds need to bear the constraints and constraints of a powerful contract. Once the idea of disrespect or harm to the "master" comes to her mind, the soul source will suffer contract backlash of varying severity. If this kind of backlash occurs too much and too frequently, it will cause irreparable and terrifying damage to her soul source.
At that time, her future journey as a witch will be cut short!
...
The mental fluctuations that occurred on the other side of the contract inevitably also affected Greem.
It has not been a quarter of an hour since we separated from that little girl, and the strange fluctuations transmitted through the contract have reached as many as 17 times. However, most of them were small fluctuations such as curses and disrespect. Greem simply handed over the execution of the contract to the chip, and then blocked the direct spiritual connection between the contract and himself.
With that little girl's arrogance and arrogance, she won't calm down if she doesn't let her get hurt. So Greem's instruction to the chip is to give full feedback, and any disrespect must be punished through the contract, and there will be no delay and no tolerance.
Just as he finished dealing with this difficult little girl, the fragrant wind came from behind, and a fiery and soft body pressed against his back.
"Grimm, why don't you hand over that Alice to me for training! I will definitely make her submissive, and I promise it will be more effective than that witchcraft contract." Mary's charming voice sounded in the air. In the ear, there is also a delicate nasal sound mixed with it.
Oh, here comes another one!
Greem almost couldn't help rubbing his head.
"Mary, I solemnly warn you, don't try to turn Alice into your blood slave!" Greem solemnly said, "Alice's identity is still a mystery, but she definitely has something to do with the group of witches in the north. You Although the blood slaves created through First Embrace are extremely binding, they are not without flaws. As long as you kill the source of your blood, your control over Alice's soul will naturally disappear. So if this Alice is really big If you come from the background, you are applying for a death quota for yourself!"
"Understood, understood! I wouldn't be so foolish as to grab a woman from you. But..." Mary licked her red lips excitedly: "It should be fine if I suck a little blood from her, right?"
Greem sighed softly.
"Don't you see it yet? This Alice is probably just advanced to the quasi-witch and rushed to duel with me. She hasn't even recovered her body and mind to the best condition. You go suck her at this time, I'm afraid she will fall back to a senior apprentice in a few minutes. Don't mess around, we need to train her well! Her abilities play a pivotal role in my plan!"
"I can't suck this, and I can't suck that, so how can I improve my strength? No, I have to find a suitable apprenticeship again. I am much more free outside than here!" Mary's naturally fiery temper said. After doing it, he turned around and left Greem's residence, heading straight for the quest hall.
Greem sighed, took out a witchcraft book, spread it out on the table, and read it silently.
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Level 5 of the Swamp Tower.
In a dark and gloomy secret room, Anderson waved away the magic water mirror in front of him, with a hesitant look on his face.
"A wizard-level elemental puppet? How did this kid do it? In my memory, there has never been a precedent for a wizard apprentice to control a wizard-level puppet or a wizard beast. If someone does this forcibly, I'm afraid it's just The need for summoning can instantly drain his mental power, turning him into a brain-depleted idiot. But this kid did it easily! Perhaps, I should find a puppet master to identify his summoning crystal cores Is there anything special about it?"
After thinking for a while, Anderson wiped his hands in front of his face, and the void showed the scene of another secret room like a mirror.
This is a magical secret room that is almost isolated from the outside world. The floor in the center of the secret room is densely etched with complicated and abnormal rune lines and secret magic circles. There are countless strange characters and symbols that mutate and twist like tadpoles, and many of them are mysterious knowledge that has never appeared outside.
Although the witch array is complicated and mysterious, but wrapped in layers of runes, rune arrays, and witch rings, they all point to three core nodes in the end, where three things like torture chairs are standing upright.
Judging from the overall layout, this should be a vicious wizard array that mixed wizard promotion ceremony and life energy absorption. The two torture chairs on the periphery are the source of energy that drives the operation of the entire witch formation, and it seems that they are also prepared for Entik and Mary. As long as the two of them are forcibly promoted to wizards through special witchcraft rituals, the subsequent witch formations will squeeze out all their life essence, and then gather and inject them into the central witch ring of the witch formation.
At that time, with the flesh and blood and talents of the two newly promoted wizards, Anderson will most likely break through the level threshold that has fettered him for a long time, making him a powerful second-level wizard in one fell swoop.