Using this colorful magic stone ring, No. 76 can observe the witch's "conversation" with the god when she casts magic power.
It is like a shallow orange light, connecting the witch and the vast sky.
In fact, it's not just witches. If the literature records are correct, devils and some mixed-species demonic beasts should also be able to see such orange light.
The gods have no mercy on the world.
Every time she thinks of this, it makes her feel extremely anxious.
Compared with the inexhaustible number of devils, witches can't really be regarded as a powerful ethnic group. They can't inherit or cultivate. They rely entirely on luck to awaken, and their magic power is far less than that of the enemy.
Luckily, keys aren't meant to be.
They can change the key itself through high-level awakening, so as to obtain more powerful power from the gods.
Since leaving the Kingdom of Dawn, No. 76 has observed the orange light of Amy, Annie and Hero. Among the three, Hero is the strongest and Annie is the weakest, but overall there is not much difference, almost the thickness of a finger. It's still far from the requirement to activate the scourge instrument.
She has reason to believe that the Chosen One must be a high-level witch.
Suddenly, the cabin door was pushed open, and Greycastle Ambassador Yorko walked in. He raised his brows and walked to the hospital bed, "The smell of this herbal medicine... it smells worse than that of a grass pit. How did they use such a smelly thing as medicine?"
"Probably those crew members think that the evil epidemic will also dissipate in the face of this stench." No. 76 smiled reluctantly, "But my body is indeed much better, at least the cuts are scabbed."
Of course, it was not medicine, but the extraordinary body of the God's Punishment Army.
"If it doesn't work, I will definitely press their heads into the ditch so that these guys can smell the potion I made," Yorko picked a bench and sat down.
"The sailors are too pitiful," she said softly. "I heard Amy say, but you asked them if they had any special medicine."
"Ahem, cheating the nobles is a serious crime in itself, and it's their own fault." The ambassador spread his hands and said, "If you really can't answer, you can say that hot water and honey are taken orally. Even if the wound cannot be cured, at least the patient can laugh with satisfaction. I left, I'm not talking about you."
No. 76 couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. During the long voyage, the ambassador would come to visit her once a day. There was not much time, but it was indeed a pleasant conversation. She found that Yorko may be a mortal with no advantages, but he is more humorous than most nobles when it comes to sex with women. Even in Taquila, he should not be unknown. Since losing most of her senses, verbal communication is one of the few pleasures she has left.
After chatting for a while, the other party fell silent uncharacteristically.
Seventy-six thought for a while, propped up his body with one hand, and asked tentatively, "Sir, do you need me to serve you? Although my body is a little inflexible, but... "
"I've said it many times, you're no longer my maid. Don't talk about serving anyone, you are now a free citizen of Greycastle, understand?" In my body, I'm not one of those upper-class nobles with morbid hobbies."
"Then do you have something to tell me?"
Hearing this sentence, Yorko's expression changed slightly, and he cleared his throat, "Uh... I do have a question I want to ask you. After arriving at the new capital, how are you going to spend the next day?"
"Hmm... Become a maid in a tavern? Casinos are fine too." No. 76 tilted his head and said, "If the witch can really heal this body."
As long as you can stay in Neverwinter, it doesn't matter what you do. She has already caught up with the Witch of Dawn, and sooner or later she will meet other members of the Witch League.
"You should do something else," Yorko discouraged. "Now that you've come out, don't go back to the old way."
"But Dark Money didn't teach me anything other than serving men. Even if he wanted to be a bodyguard, his severed limbs should not be as flexible as before. "
"Neverwinter will teach you. I heard His Majesty say that his city can provide everyone with a formal job." Yorko said here, and paused for a while, "If you encounter any difficulties, You can also come to me at any time as long as I haven't left the western border."
Did he hesitate for so long just to say something? No. 76 couldn't help feeling a little emotional. When she was in the Kingdom of Dawn, she clearly knew how afraid of trouble this ambassador was. It was probably very difficult for him to make such a promise.
"Well... I'll try," she lowered her head, "thank you."
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Four days later, the sailors brought good news. They finally arrived at Neverwinter, a new city in the western border of Greycastle.
The witches all gathered in room number seventy-six, waiting anxiously for further instructions. Among them, Annie was the most anxious. From time to time, she opened the window and glanced at the pier. It is estimated that as soon as she found something wrong, she would not hesitate to lead everyone into the icy river.
The first thing No. 76 felt was the noise. The high-pitched horns continued one after another, and the river water crashed against the side of the boat, as if countless boats were passing through them.
Now is the month of the devil, how can the pier be as lively as the midsummer
It's a pity that she can't move at the moment and can't see the scene outside the window.
"Sister Anne, why can't those boats see sails?" Amy asked in surprise.
"Probably a sailor is paddling below the deck," Annie's footsteps suddenly stopped, and she leaned to the side of the window, "Quiet, someone is coming."
"Are there many people?" Duanjian asked nervously.
"There's only four of them, it doesn't look like they're here to catch us," Annie frowned, "and... all women."
"It's all witches?" Amy stood up immediately, "I knew that Mr. Ambassador didn't lie to us!"
"The members of the Bloodfang Society are also witches, but they are not our kind," she said solemnly. "In short, just like before, just look at my eyes and act with my gestures."
"Well," everyone nodded in unison.
Soon, the door of the cabin was knocked, and the four people mentioned by Annie walked into the house one after another. The red-haired woman headed among them said with a smile, "Welcome to Neverwinter, sisters from afar!"
Probably did not expect the other party to be so enthusiastic, Annie couldn't help but stunned, even No. 76 was quite surprised. You must know that even in Taquila, where the witch holds the power, the new Awakened will not be so casual to welcome... Don't they distinguish the witch's ability first
You know, it's a very rude thing to compare a battle witch with a non-combat witch.
At this moment, No. 76 suddenly noticed that one of the other four was a blond woman looking straight at him. Her impeccable appearance had already proved her identity, and that sharp gaze seemed to be able to see through everything.