Chapter 1244 1216. Replenishing magic
“You want to help me.”
Tisaya spoke with difficulty, as if she was a person after a hangover.
“I do think of a way.”
As she spoke, she closed her eyes and shook her head hard.
If this kind of dizziness and fatigue shows signs of relief, then the person can still endure it. At least he has the thought in his mind that "if he endures it longer, it will become milder, and maybe he will be completely cured after a sleep."
But once this uncomfortable state shows no sign of relief, people's will will become weak.
And Tissaya also knew rationally that without the intake of Chaos Magic Power, her situation would not improve in a day or two.
Chaos magic has penetrated every corner of her body during her hundreds of years as a sorcerer, building her physical abilities beyond ordinary people.
Now that everything is empty, how can it be possible to adapt to it for only a few days?
"If you have a way, do it quickly." Lan En said simply. "What do you need me to help you with?"
ˆ “.”
Tisaya's lips murmured, but her voice was low and vague, and Lan En couldn't hear it clearly.
It became clear when she repeated it again.
“Touch me.”
The young demon hunter raised his eyebrows and placed his hand on Tisaya's palm spread out on the table.
But then she was so angry that she couldn't even lift her head and was put away.
“Don’t get in the way, touch me directly, directly.”
"." Although Lan En didn't quite understand what was going on, he still looked at the uncomfortable Tissaya speechlessly. "I just put on my gloves and vambraces"
Muttering in confusion, the witcher untied himself and got off the dissecting table before washing his arms and putting on the arm armor and gloves.
But the sorceress couldn't wait any longer.
Tisaya seemed to have used her last strength.
She suddenly tilted her body and hooked her palm that was originally spread on the table to the neck of Lan En, who was bending over.
The sorceress’s fingers were in direct contact with the skin of the witcher’s neck.
In an instant, Lan En felt a sudden sense of emptiness in his body.
This feeling of emptiness even made his feet a little unsteady.
But then, the strengthened muscles and bones clearly conveyed the sensations to the brain, and they were still strong.
Not to mention the interweaving Valyrian steel cables that are repeatedly threaded through the tendons on the outer layer of the muscles, the output and maintenance of the [Tendon Coil] show no signs of being affected at all.
So Lan En almost immediately used his clear consciousness to overcome the sudden feeling of emptiness in his body after an insignificant moment.
He forced his body to fight against his own feelings and maintained the same stable stance as before.
At the same time, he noticed that Mentos suddenly projected an empty bar on the corner of his retina, with the words 'Magic: 0%' marked in red! ’
Tisaya sucked the magic power out of her body.
Lan immediately understood what was going on.
The magic power of witchers comes from their mutated bodies themselves, which are produced by themselves by ingesting food to sustain life activities.
Therefore, compared to the sorcerers who can mobilize the chaotic magic power of the outside world, the amount of magic power of demon hunters is pitifully small.
He wanted to pretend to be a puppet, and even his breathing was deliberately lowered in embarrassment.
At this time, Tisaya was twisted together and stretched under the table, and her plump and powerful white thighs also froze after trembling.
At this time, the sorceress also suppressed her obviously abnormal breathing, pursed her lips, and breathed only through her nose.
But her eyes were also tilted to one side, deliberately avoiding the face of the witcher who was still holding his neck next to her.
Tisaya herself was confused!
The body of the witcher can undergo mutation and spontaneously produce chaotic magic power in life activities. For the sorceress, it feels very comfortable and even a little 'stimulating' to come into contact with it.
Tisaya is not unclear.
But like Triss and Margarita, they felt itchy from the bottom of their hearts after touching Lan En's body. That was simply because they were too sensitive.
Triss was born with a sensitive constitution, while Margarita was gifted with great talent, and her magical attainments far exceeded those of her contemporaries, and she was trained to be sensitive to magic.
Tisaya is certainly better than both of them in terms of magical attainments.
But precisely because she was so strong, she could actually temporarily reduce the sensitivity of her skin to magic, so that she would not feel anything when she came into contact with Lan En.
But it was obvious that she was in a daze now and could not think too carefully about things.
And she has never had the experience of sucking magic power directly from a witcher's body.
So when this magic power enters the body directly from physical contact.
At any rate, Triss and Margarita felt the tingling sensation on their skin gradually deepening, and finally itching in their hearts.
And Tissaya gave birth to feelings directly from the depths of the body.
The pleasure intensity of the two states is not comparable.
The sorceress's rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and she slightly stiffly withdrew her hooked hand from Lan En's neck.
As if using this action as a switch, Lan En's body, which had been frozen due to the embarrassing scene, stood up as if nothing happened, and then took a step back.
The atmosphere was obviously awkward and silent, but the silence did not last long.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect that." Tissaya was a veteran sorceress after all. At this time, her tone had changed to a very normal tone, as if a small incident had just happened.
She shook her head: "I didn't expect that your magic power would taste like this when it enters your body directly."
I can’t finish the sentence halfway.
It seems that her tone of voice is normal, but it does not mean that she is really calm.
“It’s nothing.”
Lan En also spoke tacitly and in a more normal tone.
Although it may sound uncool to adapt to the mood, sometimes it can indeed resolve the stalemate rather than intensify the situation.
“We don’t have to tell Margarita about this, do we?”
Tisaya looked at Lan En appreciatively, and then stood up holding on to the table. Her condition seemed to be much more stable than before.
The young demon hunter also nodded easily: "That was just an accident, yes."
He looked at the sorceress again, who had the energy to tidy up her slightly messy hair, but still looked listless.
"Do you still need it? My magic power has recovered very quickly, and it is almost half recovered now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tisaya paused at her wrist while tucking her hair behind her ears.
“Don’t get me wrong.” Lan En pursed his lips and explained, “This time you’d better take, um, more ‘comprehensive’ measures.”
Tisaya frowned and thought for a while, but in the end she kept her elegant posture of tucking her hair behind her ears and nodded to Lan En.