Lying in the pool to rest, kukas's muscles kept wriggling. The milky white potion became clear gradually. Finally, he stopped absorbing and cultivating after it was no different from ordinary water. The huge drug power swam in his body. Although it cured many hidden injuries, it also left him some hidden dangers. What he had to do was to clean up the hidden dangers formed by the drugs in his spare time. Of course, the hidden danger of drug formation is not perceived by ordinary professionals, or they don't care. After all, in the eyes of other professionals, the hidden dangers formed by these drugs will not interfere with their chances of promotion, and will not cause them physical injury, so they ignore it.
A magic platform fell from high altitude and appeared in the edge area of the 29th floor. Some young spell casters came down from it, including men and women, excited and tired.
Among these people, some spellcasters wrapped their bodies in smoke and did not allow others to see them at all. Of course, there are not many such casters. After all, they are still very young, do not pay attention to some things, and their sense of mystery has not been cultivated. More importantly, young spellcasters are rarely immune from the image of the caster's pride.
Some of the casters talked and laughed as they walked, and some were silent. However, most casters stayed on this floor. They chose a pool here, or 351 people, or jumped in alone to relieve physical fatigue through drugs.
A female spellcaster whose face was shrouded in smoke appeared by kukas's pool. She dispersed the smoke from her face and showed a lovely face. The Phoenix eyes, the bridge of the nose on stilts, the melon seed face, the small mouth of cherry lips, a long black hair spread over the shoulders, and the plump body can't be covered even by the wide mage's robe.
"Teacher, can't you have some taste?" the female caster is no one else, just the little Laurie brought out by kukas from the knight Manor: anweier. After eight or nine years, little Lori turned into a plump and attractive mysterious caster.
"Ha ha! Do you have the same taste? Well, let me see what you have brought to me this time?" kukas giggled. He reached out and patted the pool beside him, motioning for the little Laurie to come down.
Ann Wei'er blushed slightly, but she didn't hesitate too much. Instead, she quickly took off her mage robe and jumped into the pool of kukas wearing only her underwear.
"Go! Give the mage a massage." kukas saw that Ann Weier fell into the pool, so he patted the maid's ass in his arms and asked her to massage Ann Weier with special techniques to quickly alleviate her physical fatigue. He himself left the lady, took a magic card out of his magic ring and inserted it in a crack by the pool. Then a new potion flowed in the pool from some holes. After a while, the whole pool turned milky white again.
The female mage anweier lay on the inclined stone bed, then took out a stack of paper from the magic ring in her hand and handed it to the maid, who carefully handed it to kukas on the other side. After finishing this, the maid massaged the female mage an Weier with her small hand. The ingenious massage method made the female mage feel tired and relaxed at once, and a trace of tempting groans drifted out of her mouth involuntarily.
Kukas didn't notice this. He carefully took the paper handed to him by the maid and began to watch it carefully. There were a lot of papers, most of which were thrown into the magic ring, leaving only a picture like a child's graffiti in his hand.
The picture is painted with black paint and red paint: the black paint forms twisted winds and irregular lines; The red paint forms uneven land, hills and peaks.
A trace of fighting spirit was instilled into the paper from his fingertips, and suddenly the picture seemed to become real. The strong wind sobbed, the earth groaned, and the blood condensed spring poured down from the mountain and watered the earth. Some strange plants began to grow from the scarlet earth, then withered and died. The dead plants were swept into the air by the strong wind, and then torn into powder. Countless lightning accompanied the strong wind, either hit the earth or melted by itself.
Kukas's mind was immersed in the picture. Before long, some vague information was branded in his mind from the picture. This information is strange, not only about magic, but also about fighting spirit and some secrets of ancient times. Unfortunately, this information is extremely short, and most of them are incomplete.
However, after a few breaths, the paper burned out of thin air, that is, in a moment, the whole paper disappeared into the air. Kukas took out another paper, which also drew strange patterns, and he realized the information contained in the patterns little by little according to the original method.
Maybe it was a magical time, maybe ten magical time. When kukas realized all the pictures given by the female mage anweier, he found that the female mage anweier had fallen asleep on the stone bed. The maid was still struggling to massage her, but the frequency was very low, because the long massage and the madness of her body had made her very tired.
Reaching out to summon the young and beautiful maid, kukas held each other's white and tender body in his arms and enjoyed the unique softness of women. The maid kissed his scarred chest and curled up in his arms like a kitten and fell asleep.
Kukas didn't sleep deeply. He closed his eyes, kept thinking about all kinds of information just realized from the picture, and tried to combine those incomplete information with the information he had obtained before to form a complete information. It's a pity that after a combination, there was no harvest, but it consumed a lot of his mind in vain.
"Teacher, when can I leave here?" when kukas tried to piece together those information knowledge, the former little lorian Weier suddenly spoke. She sat up from the stone bed. Although most of her body was still immersed in the milky liquid, her plump chest, which was different from ordinary people, appeared on the water under the package of two small pieces of cloth. Whenever he saw the unusually plump chest, kukas would think about how his big hand would feel.
"You can't leave here until I have no money for you to study here, or when the ten-year deadline arrives." kukas casually moved the maid's ass down and pressed his lower body, so as to vent the desire brought to him by the female mage anweier.
"I'm already a seventh order caster." Ann Wei'er raised her mouth slightly and blushed. "I don't think it's necessary to practice here anymore. If I want to be an eighth order caster, I have to wander outside. I can't feel any danger when I practice with other mages here. There's no possibility of breakthrough."
"Have you made a plan?" kukas was a little stunned. He had never heard anweier say anything about this before. Now when the other party said it, he knew that the female mage had made up his mind.
"Yes, I've found a mercenary team to join. I decided to go to the battlefield with them." the female mage an Weier said softly, "I know it's dangerous, but in this peaceful environment, with the accumulation of cultivation and knowledge, there's no way to make me level 8."
"Plane battlefield? I suggest you travel around the world first. Ordinary people can't resist the dangers in the plane battlefield." after listening to the words of the female mage anweier, kukas suddenly found that the former little Lori in front of him was far away from him. She was no longer the little Lori who held the incomplete slate and hoped to learn from him. A noble caster should have his own plan for a long time, but the other party has been forced to suppress it until now.
"But I've decided, and I'll talk to others." Ann Wei'er hesitated a little, and finally bit her lips and said, "I can't break my promise."
"I'm sorry, I can't break my promise. I told your father that I would take you back in ten years, so I don't want you to take risks in dangerous places." kukas shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The ten-year deadline is to wait another six months. At that time, I'll send you home. If you like, you can take risks after that. Of course, before that, you must earn a lot of money to prepare all kinds of magic props for yourself. At least the magic wand in your hand should be changed. The danger of the battlefield is not as simple as you can imagine."
"Actually, I'm ready. Well, my companions have prepared the necessary magic props and staff for me, and I've saved a lot of money by copying scrolls over the years." Ann Wei'er raised her mouth slightly and said proudly about her achievements: "Half a year? Can't it be earlier, or I can go back with you to see my father now, and then I can. And teacher, I hope you can go to the battlefield with us."
"Well! If you really insist, I won't advise you. Well, we'll set out to see your father tomorrow. I hope your poor father won't be sad." kukas knew that his persuasion failed and that he was not good at words, so he agreed.