My head is very dizzy.
When Mary regained consciousness again, she was already in a quiet and peaceful bedroom.
The bed was soft, and there was even a familiar body odor on the silky bedding.
Mary opened her eyes, and of course the first thing she saw was the ceiling illuminated by lights.
This is a stone tower, and the ceiling is of course also stone.
The surface of the top wall is smooth and flat, off-white, and there are tiny metal particles dotted inside. With such obvious external features, Mary can distinguish its composition at a glance.
This is steel rock, a common stone most commonly used to build tall buildings.
Although steel rock is a kind of natural ore, it has a firmness that is not inferior to magic iron alloy. If it is not for the lack of necessary element resistance, it is also one of the excellent stone materials for building Wuta.
However, on the top wall at this moment, the bright elemental light reflected a tall and stalwart figure.
Mary tilted her head, and immediately saw the familiar figure from the side of the house.
The sky outside the tower is already full of stars.
In front of the narrow window, Greem was sitting there.
The black wizard robe was draped over his body, and his long dark red hair was scattered behind him. The other party was silently lying on the desk, copying something quickly.
Mary closed her eyes and checked carefully. The bloody energy that had been depleted in her body had recovered a little, and the many wounds on her body surface had disappeared without a trace, and the original pink and smoothness had once again returned. Mary licked her red lips lightly, and there was a sweet breath of blood rippling between her lips and teeth.
Touch it carefully, it seems that you can taste the unique spicyness of flame energy in it!
The next second, Mary's scarlet blood pupils opened again, and she appeared silently behind the tall figure. Gently brushing away the long dark red hair, looking at the other party's fair and shiny neck, Mary couldn't help swallowing hard.
The energy breath in the other party's body is simply a perfect prey target for Mary, who is empty and hungry. Under the urging of instinct, a dark green light glowed in the depths of Mary's blood pupils, and two bloody fangs protruded from her upper lip, as if they were about to pierce into the blood vessels of the opponent's neck in the next second.
"Are you awake?" Greem lay prone on the table without looking back, writing lines of mysterious and magical witchcraft runes smoothly on the parchment: "Come and see, this is a set I designed for you." The magic tattoo, once activated, can increase your agility by a point or two... "
Sensing the breath of life behind him, Greem seemed to be unaware of Mary's abnormality, instead he explained to her the advantages of this set of magic tattoos. However, the strange thing was that his deep and calm voice seemed to have a magical power, which actually made Mary get rid of the restlessness of the blood, and once again restored the mind that a wizard should have.
"You beat me..." Mary said calmly.
Greem stopped explaining and fell into a soundless silence.
He really wanted to comfort the other party, but he also knew that any consolation would be easily interpreted by the other party as pity shown above, so he could only remain silent in embarrassment.
"Where are my subordinates?" Freed from the obsession with winning or losing, Mary finally cared about her subordinates.
Although during the battle, she didn't exhaust every ounce of blood energy from them, but that huge amount of energy could easily cause their bodies to disintegrate. Especially that old fox Wen Lier, who has changed from a young and handsome nobleman back to his original old appearance.
"The situation is not very good... But they are the vampires you cultivated after all, as long as you give them enough blood, there is no injury that they cannot recover from!"
As soon as Mary's mental power coiled around, she could see the situation in the entire stone tower at a glance.
In a secret room on the second floor of the stone pagoda, four of her subordinates were crouching on the bodies of beautiful alder fruit girls, piercing their sharp fangs into the blood vessels in each other's necks. All of these beauties rolled their eyes white, their expressions twisted and excited, and they looked like they were immersed in extreme happiness.
In the corner of the room, several female corpses with shriveled bodies and wrinkled skin that looked like old mummies were piled up together. The blood in their bodies had been sucked clean by the vampires, leaving no drop.
Satisfied, Mary withdrew her mental strength, and once again focused her attention on Greem in front of her.
"Tell me, what's the matter with your strength? Where did the flame lord go? How did it become the current wind dragon? And, what happened to that wind dragon, how did it inspire the unique dragon power of the dragon clan..."
After being separated for so long, Mary felt extremely unfamiliar with everything around Greem, so she couldn't wait to get to know and master this mysterious man again.
Therefore, Greem could only describe to Mary bit by bit what happened to him after he left the knight plane. From that short family war, to the castle in the sky full of powerful and mysterious atmosphere, to the battle of Alice's fate, and the flame throne wizard tower that I created...
"Which dragon crystal was given to you by Alice?" Mary asked suddenly.
After hearing so much, Greem originally thought that Mary would care about the family or the Fire Throne, but he didn't expect that the other party's first question would be the inexplicable 'Dragonglass'.
"yes!"
"Damn it, didn't that little girl foresee something in advance? Otherwise, how could she give you that dragon crystal at the right time..." The red light in Mary's eyes flickered again, and she looked like she was itching her teeth with hatred.
"Uh..." Greem couldn't help feeling speechless: "The witch of fate isn't that evil, is she? How could she have foreseen what happened a year ago..."
"Hmph, it must be like this! Otherwise, how could I have fallen for your Longwei so easily..."
"..."
"Tell me, can that Alice predict our current conversation..."
"..."
The more she speculated, the more she felt that she made sense, and Mary's blood pupils once again shone with a dangerous light.
She grabbed Greem's collar and pulled him to her eyes. The two of them stared at each other nose to nose and eye to eye.
"Hmph, I won't let that little girl have the upper hand!"
After saying that, her delicate red lips sealed Greem's mouth.
Under the illumination of the lights, Mary's slender and tall figure was embedded in Greem's back.
Suddenly, a beautiful and strange sound resounded in the room...
...
When Greem woke up from his sweet dream, it was already dawn.
Mary was no longer visible on the messy bed, but her body fragrance was faintly lingering on the silk quilt and mattress.
Sitting up too violently made Greem feel severe pain in his waist as if it was about to break. In addition to the pain, there was endless soreness and weakness. But recalling Mary's wildness and hotness last night, Greem immediately felt his heart itch, and an irresistible impulse made him feel hot again.
Pushing his body to leave the bed, Greem swept away his mental strength and scanned the inside of the stone pagoda, but strangely did not find Mary's figure, and even the few Mary's subordinates on the second floor of the stone pagoda disappeared without a trace.
However, spiritual power is not completely discovered.
Greem took a step forward, and the violent flames on the body of Crimson Fruit disappeared in a flash, and part of the scars left by the passion last night disappeared. Gradually took a set of clothes from the wooden shelf next to him and put them on. Greem slowly came to the wooden table. On the topmost piece of parchment was flying flying about Mary's handwriting.
'I'll go talk to Alice! '
Uh... what is this? Going to swear an oath of sovereignty or catch up with old friends
Greem held the parchment with a helpless expression on his face.
Mary's character of daring to love and dare to hate deeply attracted him, but the other party's overly indulgent temper made him feel helpless. She has always been so independent, even her actions dominate her mind a lot of the time, she actually did such a big thing without discussing it with herself, and she did it so confidently.
Greem couldn't help being a little annoyed by this, but soon after, he began to think about it infinitely.
The relationship between him and Alice is both public and private, and there are some ambiguities in it, but it is different from the "pure" relationship with Mary, so what will happen if Mary and Alice collide? He doesn't know the consequences, but wants to know.
...
In the wilderness in the distance, Mary was flying with fluttering wings, followed by Wenlier and Soros.
Below them, on a gray path, Wen Lier's mouth was parched from the continuous stream of pedestrians and business travelers, and he couldn't help but want to fly down to have a feast.
However, the strange state of the master occupied more of Wen Lier's mind. He flew a few times, approaching Mary's side, and couldn't help asking softly, "Master, where are we going?"
"Go to the northernmost point of the Wizarding Continent, which is the area ruled by the witches of the Northland..." For some reason, Mary was in an exceptionally good mood today. Instead of blaming Wenlier for talking too much, she patiently answered his question.
"What are we doing there? Master, didn't you just return to the family? Did the family allow you to run around indiscriminately?" Wenlier asked bravely.
"Hmph, I just helped them fight an alien war, and I will have a ten-year vacation after I come back. From now on, I am completely free!"
"Then what are we going to do in the territory of the Northland Witch?"
"Look at a friend!" Mary suddenly said angrily, "Look at a self-righteous good friend!"
After all, without allowing him to ask any more questions, Mary stretched her bat wings, and her figure quickly pulled out a red line in the air like lightning, before disappearing from Wen Lier's sight.
"Master... wait for me..."
As soon as Wenlier rolled his eyes, he knew that the master didn't want to ask about the mysterious man himself.
So, he had no choice but to close his mouth, gritted his teeth and fluttered his wings, and tried his best to chase behind his master.
In the sky, a few strange red lines flew away in an instant!