Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1613 1585. 'Fixed route'

"You don't seem to mind at all. He is surrounded by the scent of many women."

Margarita said playfully.

She scooped up some rosemary-scented water and gently splashed it over her plump and enchanting body. The water droplets rolled down her skin along her amazing curves.

Cassandra's eyes followed the water droplets, admiring the other's body openly.

Of course, Margarita was also admiring her beautiful body that was healthy and strong.

Their charm transcends gender limitations. Even the straightest women will uncontrollably admire their bodies when they are naked in a bathtub with the two of them.

"Life is short and thrilling, why think so much?"

At this time, Cassandra smiled at Margarita with an open-minded attitude.

With the development of civilization, people are actually paying more and more attention to "self" and "life".

Because in the early stages of civilization, it is very likely that people will die no matter what you do.

People can die at birth, from a minor illness, from being bitten by an unknown insect, or from being scratched by a plant. The mortality rate is even higher when going out to sea or traveling far away.

Therefore, the spirit and customs of the ancient Greek era that Cassandra carried with her seemed extremely open-minded and free to people of other civilizations, almost to the point of being abnormal.

Why think so much? Just take it one step at a time! The worst that can happen is death.

So Cassandra really doesn't care.

"I don't know what the situation is with people going out to sea here, but on our side," the falconer shrugged and smiled, "there are many cases where people leave behind a family on the islands we often visit. There's no need to worry about it, just enjoy life."

"So, I never thought that his connections on the other 'islands' were an obstacle."

Margarita shook her head. “Here, the people of the Skellige Islands are very family-oriented.”

"Really? Then it seems that most of the people from the Skellige Islands can return home regularly after going out to sea?" Cassandra also shook her head. "That's still different."

Compared to Cassandra's indifference, Margarita also maintained an open attitude towards gender relations as a sorceress, and even Triss and Tishaya were only settled after she had given them a heads-up.

But when she was interacting with Lan En, she still had some hysteria and irritability as if venting her anger.

This is also the reason why she could feel through last night's pleasure that Cassandra really didn't care.

Because last night, Cassandra was simply enjoying herself.

"So, this is the difference between us?" Margarita chuckled and said, "Don't you have any sense of crisis?"

"Over there, people who go out to sea may leave families on several different islands. But when that person wants to settle down, or an island becomes his fixed route in the future, what will happen to the families formed on other islands?"

"If that person has a sense of responsibility, he can just meet for the last time, or send a message so that we can part ways amicably." Cassandra took a bite of the apple and waved her hand.

"If even sending a message is too much trouble, then after a long time we will just treat that person as dead and naturally separate, and each of us will find a partner."

After Cassandra answered, Margarita didn't even waste a moment, and asked slowly but pointedly: "But can you bear to part with this person?"

The sorceress picked up a stray silver hair from the wet marble slab on the edge of the bath.

Even if it is just a strand of hair, under the reflection of the candlelight and the water waves, it looks like clear and sparkling silver, precious and beautiful.

Margarita played with the molten silver hair on her fingers, twisting it around and around.

Cassandra, who was biting the apple with a "crunch crunch" just now, now had her mouth frozen.

Margarita continued to speak: "Traveling between islands is easy. But traveling between worlds is much more difficult."

"This is an 'island' on his fixed route." Margarita knocked on the marble slab beside the bathtub with her knuckles.

"But if in the end, he feels that another 'island' is more convenient, or more attractive."

Margarita sighed.

"Let me be honest first. I can't bear to let him go. Can you let him go so easily? As relaxed and open-minded as you say now?"

Cassandra stopped talking, and her side-tied braid floated up and down in the water.

"What do you want to say?" The falconer's voice also became deeper. Once Cassandra's voice became deeper, it would seem dangerously aggressive.

"I want to confirm your position and role with me first." Margarita said calmly and calmly.

There was no sign of her usual lazy and undisciplined demeanor in Dean Aretusa's office.

Now when talking about Lan, she seemed like one of those wise wizards who could serve as advisors to kings in folk tales.

"I want to make sure that his heart and his people can still regard this 'island' as a fixed route in the years to come. And not some other place."

"For this. Let me be frank. Those women in him are basically my friends. And you, Cassandra, who came from the other side of the celestial intersection, [Falconer]."

"Are you a non-threatening bystander, or a competitor trying to grab a piece of the fixed route? Or... a companion worth winning over?"

"Are you threatening me?" Cassandra smiled dangerously.

Her toned body rose from the pool with a splash, like a living Greek sculpture, stirring up waves with the scent of rosemary as she moved toward Margarita.

She stood in front of Margarita and leaned over.

"Ah."

After the oppressive eye contact, Cassandra suddenly let out a soft laugh.

"You know what? It was the first time I went to bed with him. I was feeling down and he just came over with a bottle of wine to comfort me, but I punched him in the stomach and pinned him to the bed. He told me at the time."

The falconer couldn't help laughing again.

"He told me at the time: I have a lover."

Cassandra's sharp eyes immediately captured the movement she wanted to see - Margarita's pupils suddenly contracted after she said this.

The falconer stepped back as if he had gained an advantage, just avoiding the splash of water that Margarita threw at him to drive him away.

"After meeting him this time, I am sure that if he is such a beauty like you, then his taste must be very picky, haha."

"Okay, my beauty." Cassandra smiled and motioned to Margarita to stop. "You don't have to be on guard against me. In fact, I enjoy an adventurous life, especially adventuring with our mutual lover."

"I just have a lot of unfinished business with my family in Greece. If I did, I'd probably be happy to travel around the world."

"I'm not a person who can settle down myself, so why would I compete with you for a 'fixed route'?"

And Margarita seemed not to hear what she was saying at all.

He just wiped his lips and asked, "Is what you just said true?"

"What else?" Cassandra shrugged and smiled. "Well, I can't see anything in your eyes now. There's only the flame of lust in them. What? Are you eager to cling to him in bed all day?"

"All day?" Margarita sneered. "I wish I could stay in bed with him for a month! My God, even if he's not here, I'm still horny enough."

"Okay, okay, I get it." Cassandra raised her hands, indicating that she was done here, and saying anything more would be a bit too explicit. "But do you know where he is now? I was so relaxed last night that I didn't even know when I fell asleep."

"Yes." Margarita smiled playfully, "I think I know."
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The coup on Thaned Island half a year ago left hideous traces on this originally beautiful and luxurious island by the mages and the alien Squirrel Party.

Originally, the main building of Aretuza stood on a large reef, and the neat and regular stone brick walls and spire roofs could be seen from the walls of Gos Velen.

But today, many of the castle's huge walls have been painted white on the outside.

In the damp and humid environment of the Great Reef, they would quickly peel and fall off, but Aretuza had to brush them up anyway.

Because the originally blue large bricks on the walls had been blackened by the flames, or there were traces of blood that had seeped into the stones.

For the sake of the college's external beauty and dignity, repair and covering are necessary.

The coup has weakened the dignity and reputation of the warlocks as a group, but Aretuza cannot soften her attitude any more. Instead, she must be tougher in facing various things.

Just like half a year ago, when Lann hadn't left yet, Foltest came to meet him.

At that time, even the King of Temeria was only allowed to bring in two blue iron guards, and no one else was allowed to set foot on the bridge connecting Gos Velen and Thaned Island.

At this time, Lan En was only wearing a tight-fitting everyday shirt and breeches, standing on the black and white mosaic bridge leading to the Gastang Palace.

(End of this chapter)