The Witcher: Start with getting the Crimson modifier

Chapter 78 Loneliness and Desire

Although the college will send them tutorials, if there is no one to explain, it is very difficult to learn by themselves.

If anyone could succeed with this textbook, human beings would have rushed out of the earth long ago.

The Wizard of Mann's private island is also in Hughes Bay.

Aaron and Irene went directly by boat and arrived in a short while.

The bleak moonlight fell on the dark wood forest. These dry forest panels were jagged, like twisted ghost hands, trying to keep all the uninvited guests who stepped into this forest forever.

A large number of red eyes lit up in the forest, staring at Aaron and Irene without blinking, greedy and cold, as if they were looking at some kind of delicious food.

flutter~
The crows spread their wings and flew, huddled together in mid-air, and finally turned into a pool of viscous black liquid.

The liquid squirmed quickly, forming a small red-eyed crow.

Barry asked expectantly: "Quack, Irene, I remember the last time we met was the last time. How is it? Is there any news I want you to inquire about?"

Irene spread her hands and said helplessly: "Master Barry, the situation in the Southern Islands is constantly escalating. The people under my command have lost a lot in order to inquire about this matter."

Barry's neck was twisted at a weird angle, and there was a rattling sound, which made people worry whether the crow would break his own neck!

"Damn perpetual council, damn college, Barry is just a crow who wants a wife, why do I have to abide by that damned treaty!"

"I curse you, ****, curse you in the name of Mann, and you won't be able to find your own bird like Barry in the future! ****!" A series of beautiful slang came from Barry's bird Mouth squirt.

The sarcoma on the inside of its wings fell like rain, stagnating in mid-air for a second, and then turned into black shadows and made piercing screams.

Chi Chi! ! !
Thumb-sized holes were punched out of the surrounding hard black wood, and the holes expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end the whole tree turned into a pool of black viscous liquid like a melted candle.

The liquid kept wriggling, and under Aaron's gaze, it turned into crows the size of fists and flew towards Barry, leaning against its body, and turned into sarcoma hanging on the inside of the wings again.

"****!" Barry looked at the empty black wood forest all around, and felt a lot more comfortable. His scarlet eyes stared at Irene: "Little girl, I hope to hear good news next time." .”

"Lord Barry, I haven't finished what I'm going to say." Irene frowned slightly, and there was a little grievance on her face that was naturally charming without makeup: "Although my manpower is severely damaged, it is not without reward."

"Quack quack," Barry said with a strange smile, his eyes dangerous: "Harvest? What harvest? Could it be that your people have found their lair?"

A gust of cold air suddenly shot up from Aaron's back, and he felt a cold and gloomy malice, as if someone held his head and sank into the water, watching himself slowly drowning in the water bit by bit. in the water.

There was a buzzing in Aaron's head, all the sounds were fading away, and all the scenes were fading away, only Barry's cruel and cold scarlet eyes were constantly enlarged in his mind.

Irene didn't seem to sense Barry's malice, but just took two steps forward in silence, and stood in front of Aaron, actively blocking Barry's sight and his cold and biting malice:
"What did Master Barry say? Your bloodline is so special. How could those idiots under my command have found the lair of a monster with the same bloodline as yours?"

Barry quacked twice, and said triumphantly: "Well, what you said makes sense."

"Wait? What did you just say?!"

"You said that your people discovered that the tribe and my bloodline are of the same origin?!"

Barry's voice suddenly increased by a degree, and before he could see it clearly, its figure disappeared in place, and suddenly appeared in front of Irene. The bad wind came, and Aaron's face hurt, and the rotten corpse on the ground Fallen leaves are flying everywhere in the air.

At this time, Barry's image still remained on Aaron's retina.

"Irene, are you saying that your people discovered that the bloodline of that tribe is of the same origin as mine?!" Barry's voice trembled with excitement.

Irene was very cautious: "Master Barry, this is a feather that my men desperately found."

"This is a picture." The image crystal was activated, and a pure blue long feather, as gorgeous as a flowing flame, appeared in Barry's sight.

"That's right," Barry held out his bird claw.

Its ruthless claws, which are powerful enough to crush steel into waste, are so gentle and slow at this moment.

It seems that I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will damage this feather that flows like a blue flame.

"That's right, that's what it looks like." Barry muttered to himself.

When its bird claws passed through the projection in the air, Barry was stunned, staring blankly at this gorgeous and cold blue feather.

Aaron read complex emotions from its eyes.

Both loneliness and longing.

Barry looked at his own sharp claw, then looked at the projection passing through the sharp claw, and silently took it back: "Can you give me this picture crystal?"

"Of course, Lord Barry, please do as you please."

Barry has never minded being seen with the sarcoma on the inside of its wings, but this time, it deliberately turned its back to avoid this gorgeous and cold blue feather.

Two thumb-thick sarcomas fell down, turning into two pocket-sized red-eyed crows, and carefully brought the image crystal back to Barry's side.

I don't know if it was Aaron's illusion, but its cold and indifferent red eyes softened a little.

Barry stared intently at the photo crystal, and asked, "You must have other things to do when you came to see Barry, right?"

"You really can't hide anything from your wise eyes, Mr. Barry."

Irene took two steps back, and returned to Aaron's side again. Her soft and boneless hands carried a faint fragrance, and gently placed them on Aaron's shoulders:

"This apprentice is the one who came to you to study in private before. He has already cultivated his spiritual seeds, and he is impatient to learn the following courses in advance."

"Oh, the speed is not bad. What level of contract did you sign?" Barry's eyes fell on Aaron, and this was the first time he looked at Aaron squarely.

"Reporting to Lord Barry, it is γ-level."

Hearing that it was γ-level, Barry withdrew his gaze, his throat rolled, and he spit out the picture crystal from his mouth, and said with a lack of interest:
"Uncle Barry is in a good mood today, so there is no charge. The time is within an hour, and you can see as much as you want."

(End of this chapter)