Coral's private room in the Temple of Meritelli faithfully inherited the style of the sorceress's bedroom, luxurious furnishings and furniture, mahogany dressers, a dazzling variety of cosmetics, crystal jewelry, huge storage boxes, thousands of miles A mirror, a velvet purple bed, but oddly enough, the surrounding walls are decorated with wild beast furs that don't match the style.
Coral stretched out her hand gently, and a large and small buckskin flew into her hand, while Roy stood on the edge of the bed in a room full of women, looking at her nervously.
I don't know what happened from yesterday to now, the young man couldn't control his eyes, like a sorceress with a magnet on his body—
The coral on the bed is still a delicate makeup - rouge, lipstick, nail polish, amethyst earrings, and an obsidian necklace around the neck.
However, the clothes were changed to a light blue gauze skirt. The style of the gauze skirt was very novel and bold. The waist and abdomen were only supported by two crossed cloth strips, exposing a large area of smooth and elastic skin on the bee waist.
He couldn't help sniffing, smelling the soothing aroma of the sorceress.
Every sorceress will have her own style of perfume, and they are happy to invest a lot of money in it. For example, Yennefer is cloves and gooseberries, which you can smell without seeing anyone. Rita Need's rose scent is also impressive.
"Okay..." Coral stared at the big hole in the side waist of his coat, "I have some experience in tailoring and sewing, this buckskin is no problem, I will make your tights fit better for you, and make it more pleasing to the eye, Fill this ugly hole."
"Uh..." The big purple bed made him panic.
"Let's go to the laboratory and say that if the clothes are torn, just buy one..."
"Are you afraid of bothering me?" Coral laughed out loud, "It's not necessary, I'll deal with it with a mending spell, it's very convenient."
Shaoxuan slowly stroked the hole in the leather armor on Roy's waist, and whispered a spell. Roy only felt a cool breeze blowing, the hole disappeared, and a piece of buckskin was missing.
"Magic - something magical and convenient!"
"Maybe you don't feel that way when you're involved..." Coral murmured. "Now, take your clothes off, boy!"
"Ah..." Roy's heart jumped, "Isn't the clothes already sewn up? By the way, Leto is still waiting for me, he can't wait any longer!"
"Don't pay attention to that guy!" Coral's bright blue eyes swept over him and stopped for a while at his pointy ears, "Although you didn't say it, I know you're a quarter elf, don't waste your bloodline With the elegant elements in it, imitating the savageness of the savage, I will change you a more 'decent' dress with my fashionable eyes."
"When the time comes, I promise that if you go to the hall of the temple, you will attract the attention of all girls!"
"Forget it... I'm a witcher. I fight all day long, and pretty clothes are not durable." Roy has never liked fancy clothes, and practicality is more important.
"You know, you can't resist me..."
Roy reluctantly took off his leather armor and shirt. His shoulders, back, chest, abdomen, and entire upper body were covered with large, blood-colored bruises, most of which had already begun to recover, and some were newly added.
This is the "result" accumulated over a month of training.
Coral's cool fingers touched the wound lightly, and the boy frowned in pain, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"Stone-hearted Leto." The sorceress's thin willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed tightly, with anger, "It's like this every day, old wounds are not healed and new ones are added. When you survive the hormonal catalysis, There is absolutely no intact skin on the body."
"It doesn't matter, it will heal sooner or later." The witcher spends time every day massaging him to revitalize his blood, and there is no resentment in the boy's heart. "And scars are a man's badge of honor."
In fact, all scars will disappear as soon as he moves up one level.
"It's a big mistake! No woman likes an ugly scar," Coral chanted a spell, and a white light came out of the air towards the young man. The bruises around him seemed to be covered with a cooling ointment, and there was a comfortable gust of relief. cool.
The sorceress just nodded, retracting the spell, her index finger flexibly sketched in mid-air, and the thin needle in the distance followed the movement of her finger, sewing and mending the leather armor that was taken off.
Roy disagreed with her words. A certain guy was disfigured by a long sword scar, his face was wrinkled, and he was still popular with many women, which fully shows that if you want to pick a girl, you still have to look at his temperament.
"Sit down..." At this time, Shan Shan pressed him onto her soft and elastic thighs, bent down slightly, and gestured with her hands on his bare upper body.
And Roy looked at the soft and rich shaking in front of his eyes, and his body became stiff.
"Giggle..." The sorceress smiled, "I corrected what I just said, it seems that the hormonal catalysis effect during this time is remarkable, you already understand."
"Understood... what do you mean?"
"Hormones regulate your nascent metabolism and also speed up your development, and by this stage certain organs have matured."
"When you pass through a beautiful dream, the first step of the trial will be over."
"Beautiful Dreams? Spring..." Roy stared at the sorceress in surprise - in front of a young man with a dash of blood, he said such provocative words, okay
"Don't be shy." Coral winked playfully at him, "I've seen your body long before you fell asleep. Let me tell you another secret, Rita is old enough to be your great-great-great-grandmother... If I have descendants, great-great-great-great-grandchildren should be your age."
The sorceress twisted a red hair on Roy's face, and suddenly there was an indescribable sadness and loss in her tone.
"Have you such a hot great-great-great-grandmother?" Roy also suppressed his slightly confused thoughts.
For most sorceresses, although they have a long life and extraordinary beauty, they cannot have children. After being remodeled at the Magic Academy, their reproductive organs are completely withered and isolated from pregnancy. This is their lifelong pain.
Once, the famous sorceress Yennefer risked her life to hunt down the green dragon in order to restore her shriveled and degenerated womb and palace. When she was about to succeed, she was transformed into a powerful golden dragon named Velen Tretames. Destruction, and ultimately fall short.
Later, Yennefer and Ciri became sympathetic to their mother and daughter, partly because of their inability to bear children, and transferred this maternal love to the latter.
A small number of sorceresses are lucky to retain healthy gonads, such as the white wolf's mother, Vissena...
But today, unlike in the past, even if a sorceress has the rare chance of preserving her fertility after magical transformation, the academy requires them to undergo a magical sterilization—a sacrifice that must be sacrificed to possess magical powers and long-lasting beauty.
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Coral continued to sew and mend, her tone was extremely gentle and full of motherhood.
The witcher Leto wouldn't care about him so openly, and Roy was a little moved when he thought about the sorceress's painstaking "care" these days.
"By the way..." the sorceress rubbed his black hair, "age is a woman's biggest secret, and I'm revealing it to you. So in exchange, shouldn't Roy tell me some secrets too—your parents are in Where, when did you discover your half-blood elf identity?"
"Old Moore, Susie."
Roy heard the words and remembered that he had been separated from his biological parents for nearly four months, and he didn't know how they were doing in Novigrad
Take the time to ask Leto if he can write a letter and send it.
After a little modification, he told Coral about his background, but said nothing about the template, another identity, and the blood of the sun.
Coral didn't seem to be satisfied, and the blue eyes rolled around the boy's face again.
"Roy, do you know Casca?"
"I don't know, who is Casca? Your friend, another sorceress?" The boy rubbed his temples and searched it quickly in his mind. He had never heard the name before.
"Casca is her new name, which means that she is completely cut off from the past... Her original name is Toya." A narrow smile flashed in the sorceress's eyes, and she noticed that the other's face changed.
Toya, isn't that the daughter of the miller's house he helped in Edsberg, the little girl with a hunchback.
Did she get her wish
"You saw her." A thought flashed through the young man's mind, with a look of surprise on his face, and he asked with concern, "So Toya, no, now called Casca, and has successfully joined Eritu Sam Magic Academy... How is she doing now, can she get used to the environment there?"
"Don't worry. Casca has already started a ten-year apprenticeship. According to Arethusa's curriculum plan, she is now practicing meditation with about a dozen freshmen... In addition, she gets along very well with everyone, Made some new friends."
"And no matter how boring the days of endorsing, transcribing, and chanting spells on Sinid Island are, it is more comfortable than being squeezed by the miller and doing farm work day and night like a livestock!"
Roy took a long breath, his mood became very light, and he couldn't help smiling, he was really happy for Toya.
Coral noticed his smile and tapped his head,
"I returned to the academy to visit an old friend last month, and only heard this story from the other party's mouth. During the admission review process, the little girl gave a detailed account of her origin, origin, and motivation for joining the academy. It all came from you!"
"Immediately, the old mama sent me an invitation and mentioned Leto and your name. I decided to come and see, how can there be such a nosy hunter apprentice in the world?"
Roy was stunned, no wonder the other party said that when he first saw him
The sorceress recalled the scene at that time, her verdant fingers twisted into a ball, and a hint of surprise and admiration flashed in her blue eyes!
"It's hard to help a little witch with a tragic experience to run away from home - from Edsberg to the island of Sinid, thousands of miles away, to join Arethusa is unheard of!"
"Fairy tales can't be made so outrageous!" Coral lowered his head, his waterfall-like hair fell on his face, and his moist eyes were deeply directed towards his eyes, as if he wanted to see through him." You've made a name for yourself in Arethusa, you know? If you go to the Academy, the warlocks will watch you like monkeys in a zoo, and maybe someone will want to dissect your brain to see if something is going on. Mutation, to do such 'absurd' things."
Coral quipped,
"You're not a nameless person in the magical world... Can you tell me now, what did you think about at the time, and why did you help a country ugly girl who is deformed and bullied?"
Roy seemed to be in a rose bush, his breath was filled with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, his eyes were full of that beautiful and pretty face, and his thumping heart seemed to jump out of his chest.
As if caught in a charm spell, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly woke up, turned his face away from the suffocating stare, his back detached from the soft coral thighs, and stood up,
"You ask why." Roy licked his dry lips and walked around a few times, "Edsberg has a large population, and among countless humans and dwarves, I happened to meet To... Casca , maybe that's what God meant! You know, witchers believe in fate in the middle of nowhere. Fate sent Casca to me, and I happened to be able to help me at the time."
"You pity her, pity her?"
Roy did not deny it, but told the truth, "But for more reasons, I hope someone can pull me when I am in trouble in the future, this is an investment in the future, if Casca fails , I'll lose everything."
The sorceress suddenly "giggled" with a charming smile, and the laugh was trembling. She was too beautiful to be seen. At the same time, her index finger was twisted in the air, and the shirt and the patched leather armor were magically worn on the boy's body.
"What are you laughing at?" Roy buttoned his clothes, stomped his feet, twisted his neck and moved his body, and was surprised to find a gorgeous pattern on the chest of the black leather armor, like roses and roses.
Coral reluctantly stopped smiling, breathing slightly short of breath, "A young man of fourteen or five years old, talking about his fate and investment in front of a warlock several times his age, isn't it funny? It's almost the same as your teacher. "
"Believe it or not."
"Okay, just treat it as fate." The sorceress's face softened, and there was a hint of approval in her eyes, "You helped a warlock seed to be reborn as a gift of fate—"
She leaned forward, her pretty face tense and sternly said, "I will do my best to help you through the trial of green grass, even if there is no mutant formula of Lao Shizi."
"I promise!"