Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1764 1736. Letter for Help

When they were in the New World Survey Team, although Tishaya's self-control and control were much stronger than Triss's, her expression also vaguely showed these emotions.

In fact, the sorceress's rebuke to Priestess Demeter in front of the temple just now was due to her aversion to old rules as a pioneer woman, as well as her current physical discomfort, which led to drastic emotional fluctuations.

As Lan walked from Herodotus to Triss, the sorceress was still muttering indignantly.

"Women are not even allowed to watch the game? What kind of nonsense is this?!" She waved her hand at Cassandra, "Let's go! Kalipatila will not be punished today!"

She is now very angry, to the point of almost having a heart attack.

She just felt that the physical discomfort and emptiness were making her spirit more and more fluctuating, and she wanted to vent her anger.

She didn't have the vision that Cassandra had, which could connect with Ikaros hovering in the sky, nor did she have the detailed knowledge of the city and various places that Herodotus had.

She didn't even know what to do next, but she just didn't want to stop, because if she stopped, the emptiness and restlessness in her body would be felt more clearly.

Until a pair of big hands pressed down on both sides of her shoulders.

A tingling, numb and pleasant slight sensation came from the point of contact.

Triss knew that this was the reaction of her magically sensitive physique when she encountered the demon hunter's chaos magic.

But in the past, this kind of pleasurable reaction would mostly just stay around the point of contact between the two bodies.

But now...

"Ah~"

A gentle and seductive moan suddenly emerged from the sorceress's mouth uncontrollably, attracting everyone's attention.

But it seemed that even the sorceress knew how inappropriate this sound was on the street today.

She immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth, trying hard to block out the sound.

The sorceress's chaos magic reserves were already somewhat depleted. Using her instinctive method of regulating the external chaos magic, she began to spontaneously absorb any chaos magic that might exist in the outside world.

——The chaotic magic power naturally produced from the powerful body of a demon hunter.

These chaotic magic powers will not be the same as normal situations, they will just be superficial and follow the limbs to come into contact with each other.

Instead, the sorceress instinctively started from the point of contact, quickly penetrated under the skin, into the muscles, blood vessels, nerves...

Naturally, the pleasant tingling sensation quickly swept through the deep or shallow body tissues like an electric current, and allowed these feelings that burst out from the body to be transmitted to the brain.

Last night, at a brief dinner held at the Alcibiades mansion, Triss said to Lan with a smile on her face, "I'm quite curious about what that feels like."

And now, she finally felt what it felt like to absorb the chaotic magic that naturally occurred in Lan's body into her own body.

——She almost screamed out in the street!
How could Tishaya hold back? !
This thought flashed through Triss's mind at an inopportune time.

As far as she knew, Tishaya and Lan En confessed their feelings to each other and had sex after the coup on Thaned Island, but they went to the New World long before that.

Triss, an outstanding graduate of Aretuza, felt that she had underestimated the old dean's self-control.

How could she resist her sexual desire when she felt such pleasure?
Fortunately, the sorceress only took two to three seconds to drain all the chaotic magic power in Lan's body.

The pleasure that rushed straight to the brain and spinal cord did not stay in the body for too long.

"Calm down?"

Lan's joking voice sounded behind her. Triss covered her mouth and took a few deep breaths before relaxing her tense body.

"Well, much better. Your magic power... is far beyond normal." Triss's face was suspiciously flushed, but she turned her head and looked at Lan En with concern, "I sucked you dry, how do you feel?"

"As for the demon hunter's magic power," Lan took his hand off Triss's shoulder and waved it casually, "As long as your body is fine, it will naturally be full in a few minutes. I'll be much faster."

If a normal demon hunter was having his chaos magic absorbed by a serious spellcaster like a warlock, he would probably be sucked dry in an instant.

It is already exaggerated that Lan En's magic can last for two or three seconds.

"Swoosh~" Cassandra whistled, but her face was expressionless, "I thought you two were going to start fighting in the street."

Lan ignored the falconer who was trying to stir up trouble.

"Do you need more?" He raised his hand and asked Triss. "I'm fine again."

The sorceress first rolled her eyes at the falconer next to her, then smiled ambiguously: "This feeling is really... too strong. I want to save it for when we can act recklessly and experience it slowly."

Lan En has now advanced to a high level where he can remain calm in the face of women's dirty jokes and hints. He is no longer the young Mr. Lan who has never seen the world.

So he just shrugged and got straight to the point.

"How's your progress? How much magic did you use?" Triss was a serious wizard. The fact that she was invited to the battlefield of Mount Sodden was a recognition of her strength.

Although she is among the least qualified and experienced among the great wizards, she is still a great wizard.

Not to mention the scale of external chaotic magic that can be mobilized, even just counting the chaotic magic that exists in one's own body is a huge force.

"After we reached an agreement with Thesticles, we traveled to five or six places non-stop in the morning and met more than twenty people!"

Triss pinched her nose when she talked about these things. Obviously, the experience of using her own magic power to cast magic in a place without chaos magic made her feel very uncomfortable when she mentioned it.

"I asked each of them to put aside their hostility and rejection of the idea of ​​'female athletes' and treat it as a slightly outrageous but feasible plan."

This is a more sophisticated way of mind control, attempting to exert influence from the side while trying not to provoke rebellious consciousness in the other party.

The person who is being cast a spell will also behave more normally. It will not be like schizophrenia, with the afternoon self opposing the morning self.

This is very important. Cassandra and Herodotos are both people who know Triss's identity as a witch, and Thesticlides is really... simple-minded.

So everyone was able to accept Triss's performance this morning.

But if so many Greeks gathered in Olympia realized that something was wrong, then the Olympic Games would probably not need to be held, and the witch-hunting bonfires would appear on earth nearly two thousand years earlier.

After all, witches are not very popular in various myths.

"You heard it just now." Triss pointed to the temple that had already left behind the group. "Priestess Demeter is one of the people who supervised the Olympic Games process. Herodotus brought us here, but when we arrived, we saw them interrogating Kalipatira."

At this point, the sorceress still had anger on her face.

"But that's just right!" Triss whispered to the people around her, "There were so many people here just now, I couldn't influence her in front of everyone."

"And if we rescue Kalipatila first and prove the irrationality of that discriminatory law, it will be equivalent to influencing the priestess's consciousness in advance. It will be easier to find an opportunity to cast the spell later."

Originally, the enraged Cassandra and Triss were ready to take care of the matter, but now there was nothing more to say.

However, after accompanying Triss for most of the day, Herodotos was already somewhat frightened by Triss's magic that could affect human free will.

He felt that this ability was the most terrifying and vicious enemy of mankind. Its existence would make democracy, freedom, and all other good things lose their foundation.

Compared to it, death seems like a quick and clean relief.

In this world without magic, only the technology left over from the Isu, Herodotus was right.

But Triss had explained to him the timeliness of these magics, their narrow versatility, and their huge cost.

The sorceress promised that her magic would never be mastered by people without chaos magic, and therefore would not remain in this world without chaos magic.

Herodotus was relieved.

Without further ado, Cassandra immediately began to act with great vigor.

She is also a well-known mercenary in the Aegean Sea. She has taken on all kinds of missions. What kind of missions has she failed to take on?
It's just helping people prove their family background and relatives, it's nothing.

She first planned to find the son who would compete tomorrow, and then follow the clues to find the whole family, the glorious family whose father, nephew, and son had all won Olympic championships.

The group is now full of energy and want to set off immediately to complete this matter, so that the conclusion that "women can watch the Olympics" can be implanted into the consciousness of Priestess Demeter.

Lan was also ready to help, although he thought that even if it was just Cassandra, it would be enough to complete it before the evening when the execution was scheduled, but it would be better to do it as soon as possible. Kalipatira was still waiting for the death penalty in fear.

But when Lan En followed a group of people to look for people and evidence in Olympia, a child came to him instead.

At that time, Lan En was standing next to a flower bed on the street, and his nose was filled with the fragrance of marigolds in the flower bed.

He had already noticed that five minutes ago, a girl who looked very much like the young Forbes, dark, thin and small, was looking at him uncertainly.

Instead of going over, he stopped here for half a minute to let the girl who was following him confirm who he was.

If she was sent by the enemy, she would turn around and run away to report the news after confirmation, and Lan En would follow.

And if she is not the enemy...

Lan's eyes moved downward beneath his sackcloth hood.

The little girl had walked up to him, stuffed a piece of papyrus into his hand, and turned and ran away.

Lan En opened the note and frowned slightly.

It read: "Come to my workshop, next to the Temple of Zeus, help!"

There is no doubt that the workshop at this location should belong to Phidias.

(End of this chapter)