Chapter 237: Tower and Witch

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My name is Akatosh,
It must be that my posture as the devil is wrong.
4E, 201, the month of the fire, 4th, 9: 33
Like other Ruins of Nord, the "Black Light Tower" is a stone building built hundreds or even thousands of years ago. It is built of many monolithic boulders, so the main part is still very intact, but due to the age and landform The role of "guarding the main roads" has completely disappeared. At present, it is just a common relic built on the mountain southwest of the Rift Valley City and the south bank of Holich Lake. If there is anything special about it, It is not robbers or beasts that occupy it, but a group of witches.
Although the term witch can be used to call a female magician, its earliest meaning is to be a woman who can awaken her magical ability on her own. The reason is said to be related to a holy spirit that appears as a female, but can only be improved through hard work. The male magician expressed great envy and jealousy.
"[Helsin-we worship you-please give us the blood and strength of the beast-]"
At the top of the black light tower is a wide platform formed by the mountain, and in the middle of the platform is an altar filled with feathers, claws and beaks of various birds, and one is blocked. The man was firmly tied to the high chair in front of the altar, and around the high chair and the altar were a group of women in deep blue hood robes who were praying in unison.
"[Helsin-we adore you-]"
As the witches prayed, the eccentric altar started to shine, so their emotions began to become eager, and their voices gradually became louder.
Bang--
A burst of smoke rose, the light of the altar disappeared, and the high chair became empty ... no, not empty.
"It seems to have failed again," the witch closest to the high chair walked over, and the detective caught a dazed rooster from the chair to show the companions: "It's okay this time, it's just a chicken, not anything. Differently attacked monsters. "
After hearing this sentence, the witches in the state of preparation stopped their guard movements and approached the altar.
"The ceremony itself should be fine," a witch at the front of the team took off her hood. It was a middle-aged woman with brown eyes and fair-haired blonde. Although she was a little older, she was still a beauty. Staring at the chicken thoughtfully: "Helsing's ritual is not complicated, it is just to replace all the wolf materials with poultry, and it should not be invalidated, unless--"
"I promise I remember correctly, Master Sylvia," a witch behind the middle-aged woman continued to argue: "There were several people present when trading with the Hawk Witch! The content and steps of the ceremony and prayers were all from us. Confirmation is correct. "
"Of course I know that if none of these things go wrong, the only problem may be the 'transformer'," the middle-aged witch known as Sylvia pinched the cockerel's cock: "It's likely 'eagle "Body" is a male race that we have never heard of before. There is no male at all. "
"No men? How do you multiply?"
"Isn't it going out to catch ..."
"Oh! You're so dirty!"
The witches whispered.
"So—" Sylvia amplified the volume and pressed down the whispers: "We need to experiment with 'females.'"
Ka, the witches who were watching the big rooster all took a step back.
"Well, I didn't know who said that I envy the beautiful and powerful eagle witches," Sylvia glanced down with sharp eyes, and the witches snickered and bowed their heads: "Relax, there are no successful examples I ’m not going to let you try it directly. Now, you have to do the same as before, find ways to catch the robbers, merchants and adventurers who brought the order back, but this time the goal is limited to women-let ’s go ! "
Sylvia took the chicken and dropped it from the tower.
"In addition, this is not a chicken, it is a person, no one is allowed to eat it!"
10: 19
"How can she do this ..."
In a room on the second floor of the tower, a young witches without a hood was gliding out the window and gliding, the farther and farther away. Her appearance was very similar to Sylvia on the top of the building, but her blond hair was slightly white And it's also longer, and the color of the eyes is darker than brown, so dark that it seems slightly reddish.
"Even if he is a robber, he is also a human being," the young witch looked at the chicken and muttered to herself: "After becoming a chicken, it may be eaten by beasts and even humans, then--well!"
Seemingly disgusted by her own imagination, she suddenly covered her mouth.
"Cough cough cough--" The young witch forcibly suppressed the nausea, but began to cough violently. When she released her hand, the palm of her hand was already full of blood.
"What, grab women to experiment? Are female robbers and businesswomen rare species at all?"
"Female adventurers are common. Doesn't the" Lioness "Mu Yueer often shake nearby?"
"Forget it, it's easy to deceive her, and we will be dead."
"If you are brave enough, you can go to the Rift Valley City to catch a female thief. That's no hidden danger."
The witches coming down from the top floor were talking, and the young witch who heard these words was shocked to almost stand still.
"No, no," she leaned against the wall to rest for a while, and wobbled toward the corner of the house: "Although her mother was going to find a way to save me, she and all the witches and sisters outside would be killed. Either an adventurer or a bounty hunter ... "
"Only ... the last few strokes," the young witch lifted a rug in the corner of the room. Underneath was a weird dark red magic array, obviously drawn by blood, but there seemed to be no corner. When she was done, she held out her fingers to outline the missing places while muttering to herself: "Brotherhood of Darkness ... If the client wants to kill herself, will they not answer it?"
I heard that the Brotherhood of Darkness called these assassination commissions "Dark Contracts", and they would receive full remuneration before the operation. If the assassination succeeds, they will disappear directly. If they fail, they will be refunded half of the amount. To assassinate the target, you need to sign a contract again.
The young witch took a short break and turned her eyes to the cupboard beside her bed. She would not have to worry if she was paid, because she had almost no way to spend money, and the jewelry and gold coins Sylvia had given her had barely moved. However, it must be enough for them to fulfill the contract of "assassination of a magician in full defense".
For ordinary magicians, the more total magic power is better, you can use them to use more and stronger magic, but this sentence does not apply to her at all, the total magic power she has is far Beyond the limit of her body, not only can't use magic, but even daily life is difficult to take care of herself-since awakening her magical ability, she has suffered as if to be exploded from the inside out anytime, anywhere, and will Hemoptysis from time to time.
Her mother, Silvia, was just an ordinary magician. From the attitude that her mother was just looking for a solution without asking any "why", it must have been her father, who had never met.
In general, it is very easy to kill yourself, but this common sense becomes meaningless in front of her overflowing magic power. Although magic cannot be used, the magic powers that fill her body will stop any by itself. The external factors that would cause damage to her, such as falling from the tower, will fall slowly by itself, and automatically breathe underwater when entering the water. Even if she is cruel to the sharp weapon, the automatically generated thick armor will first break the thing, In addition, the highest record so far is that she has not eaten or hungry for a month. If it is not because of the severe pain caused by the overflow of magic and the hemoptysis without any signs at all, she almost thinks that she is chosen by the magic Magic genius.
In addition to making her have a concept of the magical function of her body, these attempts also made Sylvia cry for a long time. She had to assure her mother that she would never do this again, and at the same time secretly added a sentence in her heart. "Uncertainty."
"As a long-standing assassin organization, they must have a way to deal with this state-cough!" The young witch finally finished drawing the magic circle, or the dark ritual circle that summoned the Dark Brotherhood, and wiped his hand. Got up.
"And ... the spell." She recalled and began to say: "Close it, close it, close it ..."
These spells and magic arrays were accidentally recorded by Silvia when she was looking around for a solution, and the final solution the mother chose was to evolve her body into a form that could accommodate those magical powers, such as in a witch The world is very famous, those in the "Green Jasmine Witch Villa" were blessed by Helsin.
But since it involves the devil and wants to implement natural difficulties, these days, although there have been several ceremonies from the trading of the eagles, but none has been successful, she can't help but doubt the few witches who came to trade Was it deceived for not studying the details of the transaction carefully.
"I am the person who performs all the good deeds in the world, I am, cough, destroy everything in the world, cough cough! The person who does evil ..." Because the spell to be read was too long, she was finally interrupted by a violent cough. While preparing to rest for a while, the door was suddenly pushed open and a witch of similar age rushed in.
"Illia! An adventurer is coming! It seems to be the new baron of the Rift Valley City! Come and pretend to be sick and weak girl--"
At this moment, the magic circle that was skewed and not well drawn suddenly burst into dazzling white light, completely engulfing the girl standing next to the magic circle.
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