Serious Witch's Travel Book

The icy cold thing started to move with the nun's hand, and that hand stopped on the tip of her buttocks, and the nixie wrapped around her thigh, like a leg ring, staying in an uneasy Location.

Gnicia continued to struggle, but she had to clamp her legs tightly to prevent the water monster from disturbing her bad positions. She couldn't stand up, and the nun's embrace never stopped. She even felt that Sister Emma wanted to You have to lift yourself up with your own height - at least that hand is squeezing your ass hard...

What should she do?She even felt some warm breath on her earlobe.

Her lips, which had gradually become moist, had already touched the roots of her ears, and she began to move unconsciously.

"Ai, Emma—"

"'sisters'."

"Sister Emma, ​​I...you hug me too tightly..."

"You can also take the opportunity to touch me, I won't tell others."

What the hell is this!

Gnicia didn't intend to touch her at all, but... she felt the pair of big soft balls start to rub against her body.They moved up and down, clinging to Gnicia's body, severely oppressing the living space of her own small group.

go on like this...

"Emma—Emma?"

The voice in the church corridor suddenly reached the ears of the two, and it broke the deadlock, causing the two who were hugging each other to back away from each other at the same time.

Almost at the same moment, another nun appeared at the door: "Emma, ​​Sister Numeria has something to ask for you."

She didn't notice the abnormality between the two of them. Gnicia watched the nun in front of her quickly straighten her face, turned her head and replied as if nothing had happened: "Okay, I'll go right away." Then she calmly turned to Ge Nishia ordered: "When you're done, remember to report to Sister Numeria in time. If you can't find her, come to me first."

"Yes... yes, I understand..."

She was calm as if nothing had happened, except that the faint blush on her cheeks was still reminding Gnicia of what had just happened.

Gnicia took a bread and a piece of pickled cabbage, and Sister Emma took the bamboo basket and left, leaving the girl standing alone in the garden.

[You are wet. 】

"I know."

Gnicia answered the water demon in a muffled voice...

[It's not my problem. 】

"What else can it be if it's not you?"

It just stayed on the heels of her legs for a long time, and she still feels sticky.

[It's all about you...wait, don't tell me you haven't...'handled' yourself? 】

"what?"

【Hmm, there's nothing wrong with that.But I have to remind you that the nun was not in the right state just now, and this is not a natural situation. I think the problem lies with you. 】

"On me? I'm...a victim!"

Gnicia rubbed her arms and waist unhappily, she was almost crushed.

[I don’t blame you for not realizing it, many immature witches lack understanding of their own talents, and some people don’t even realize that they are ‘special’ until they die... But in fact, every witch is more or less Some 'expertise'. 】

【I'm guessing...you probably involuntarily 'charmed' her just now. 】

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Hey...Because of the birthday, the supplementary benefits chapter and the chapters that were originally to be supplemented have been postponed.

Let's talk about it in the next two days.

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Chapter 58 041. Tomorrow

"Charm?"

This statement sounds a little strange.

Gnicia tilted her head and said to herself naturally: "I'm not that kind of woman, besides, I didn't do anything, did I?"

Her understanding of this kind of word is probably all about the kind of "hot figure, winking eyes like silk, and twisting every step" with little clothes... That's how the sages described it.

Or the vixen from the east, sometimes they may be worse; she has been warned to be careful of those orientals, if you see a fox with long tails, hide as far away as possible, the more tails, the bigger, People are more dangerous.

However, in the end these women have nothing to do with her, Gnicia is not outstanding, according to the sages, if she wants to be cute and charming, she still has a long way to go.

Then what capital does she have...to "charm" others?

[Forget it, I will solve your problem later, if you contact me like this now, I probably don’t understand at all...]

【Eat well now, and then go and close the back door. 】

Gnicia gnawed clean the bread, washed her hands by the river, and closed the door carefully——she saw the nuns began to study in the sanctuary, but there were fewer Two people.

[Look at the pot first, remember to lift it a little bit and stay away from it.In addition to being very hot, some potions may release some toxic gases. If you can avoid smelling them directly, it is best not to smell them immediately. 】

Although it all sounded muddled, Gnicia obediently obeyed the water demon's words based on the principle that knowledge is power.

After lifting the lid of the pot a little, a remarkable heat flow gushed out from the gap.

Unexpectedly, there were some looming red glows in the pot that should have only water vapor. They spewed out from the open opening like a mist, and even sparked sparks. Ganesh Ya subconsciously avoided it, she never thought it would be like this inside, even though she had obediently avoided a certain distance, the churning heat wave still narrowly brushed her hair.

She was so frightened that she closed the lid again.

[Open it and have a look, you have to confirm what it looks like inside, you must at least ensure that more than half of the barley soup is left, otherwise the soup with too high a concentration may cause physical discomfort. 】

"Oh……"

Reluctantly, Gnicia lifted some pot lids.

The heat was much milder this time, or at least it didn't look so scary.As the mist in the pot gradually dissipated, she also smelled the soup. To be honest, it was quite ordinary, as if it was no different from ordinary porridge...

There is also a bit of the choking nose feeling of burning firewood.

Then she lifted the lid off the whole pot.

In addition to the light yellow color from the oatmeal, the soup in the pot is also a little more red, which is probably the biggest difference between this pot and ordinary porridge and rice.

Gnicia tried it with a spoon, and there was still more than half of the soup left.

[Stir a little, but don't let it all mix together, then go to the kitchen to find a clean sieve cloth, if you don't have one, use a sieve, remember to be clean, this is something that is imported. 】

When she was ready, the water demon said that it was not now—she had to continue to watch for an hour or two, and she had to keep the fire source from being completely extinguished.

Gnicia finally couldn't help complaining: "It's really troublesome."

【trouble?Don't you know how troublesome the famous "Tulong Selected" is, and you are tired of cooking porridge?Now the entry exams of the Potions Department have become 'boiled cabbage', you are so lazy, you can't even enter the academy...]

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes..."

Gnicia couldn't resist her, so she had to respond indiscriminately.

She started to have a headache, this water monster was a chatterbox, and during the short half day when they started communicating, what Gnicia heard from it was almost as good as what she had communicated in the past few days.

What's more, she couldn't understand many words at all, which made her feel dizzy after hearing too much.

Another two hours passed, and the whole Songcandle Town was very quiet.

She likes quietness, but this kind of quietness is undoubtedly sick... Gnicia will look out through the gaps in the fence from time to time, and there are some houses that can be seen on the other side of the river. There are almost no people in the town. The militiamen with simple weapons were patrolling in groups of twos and threes, and occasionally one or two passers-by could be seen hurrying along, as if there was something unclean on the street.

The water demon wrapped around her neck and looked around.

Gnicia didn't know what kind of structure this transparent thing was. It didn't seem to have any organs at all, as if it was just a ball of pure water, but it seemed to need a certain orientation when looking at things. Nishia looked around at the height of her shoulders, sneaking around like a coiled snake.

[Didn't you say that there is a war here?What about the orcs? 】

"They're all to the north, so you can't see them that way."

As she gradually became familiar with the temperament of this strange creature, Gnicia no longer used the honorific title.

Although this is something summoned according to the ability of the "Life" professor, it is not as powerful as the sages, and it is really not respectable.

[It's a pity, I haven't seen the orcs here yet. 】

"I haven't seen it either." Gnicia provoked the flames. "I heard that it's better not to see the one with the blue face and fangs."

【Hmm...those guys, they're still quite barbaric now, aren't they?If I remember correctly, they are very hostile to pagan missionaries and believers, are you not afraid of them? 】

"Not afraid."

I'm afraid it's useless.Besides, Gnicia is really not afraid of anything, she will be afraid of some immediate fears, but considering that she will be reborn again even if she dies, the simple threat of violence does not seem so terrible.

[I remember that nuns are not normally allowed to stay in the church. Where are the priests here? 】

"I ran away. It is said that I ran away yesterday morning. The place where the nuns lived was collapsed by stones, and they happened to be moved here. The pharmacist who was originally in the town also ran away, otherwise it would be my turn to do this."

The time seemed to be almost up, she stood up, and covered a small urn with the prepared sieve cloth. There was too much soup, and it would be too troublesome to bottle it.

[Hmph, although I hate those stinky girls, I have to say that the empire can only count on them these days... The Senate is really hopeless, although it is a little bit different from my understanding, but Probably within a few years, the empire’s rule in Gaul will completely collapse...]

The soup in the pottery pot has turned into a conspicuous light red color. Compared with the radiant appearance when I saw it before, its luster is much more restrained.

[Remember to stir it a little bit, it's not a big problem now. 】

After stirring carefully, Gnicia separated the soup and porridge with a sieve.

The slightly cooled soup has more plant fragrance, which the water demon can't smell, but it carefully observed the color of the filtered soup, and commented pertinently: [According to your working conditions, I can give you six Divide it... It would be even better if you can use the dotted line technique to deal with it, but forget it, I shouldn't be too demanding. 】

After filtering, all that was left was oatmeal. Gnicia looked a little moved, but the water demon didn't let her eat these things. The reason was that she might not die if she ate them, but she would definitely have diarrhea all night.

So she gave up.

She put two potions together, one was crushed mint wine, and the other was mixed oatmeal... Although the name was very serious, Gnicia, who made this thing by herself, couldn't help it. Face it - what's the difference between them and food and drink?

But she still observed a little bit, at least the actual result is reassuring.

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Mint liquor, worth 3.24

Effect: Refreshing, Restoring

Negative: intoxicated

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Serenity Potion, worth 3.86

Effects: lasting warmth, sleep-inducing, restorative

Negative: Weak

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Seems to be doing okay...at least she didn't mess with the drugs.

According to the water demon, alcohol needs to be soaked for a long time to improve its effect. She can try to persuade the nun to drink it after a long time, and the effect can be improved a lot. Of course, drinking it directly will not be harmful.

She divided the mint drink into three vials, and took them with her to Sister Numeria.

"It's all done?" Sister Numeria was a little surprised at her efficiency, but after checking the bottles and jars brought by Gnicia, she didn't say much, but took the heaviest little one. Urn, let Gnicia follow her, and the two went up to the second floor one by one.

They came to the head nun's room, and Numeria entered without knocking. She put the urn on the table, and motioned to Gnicia to put the things aside.

Our heroine took the opportunity to observe the interior.

This room was not much different from the one she lived in, it was slightly wider, and the beds, tables and chairs were of a higher grade. It should be the place where the priest here lived before.

There are two rows of unattended books on the bookshelf, and the window is open. Sister Marianne is lying on the desk beside the window. She glanced at Gnicia, in order to prevent another accident like Sister Emma's. , Gnicia deliberately avoided her gaze - the head nun looked very listless.

"Go find something to do for yourself."

Sister Noumelia didn't mean to let her stay here longer: "You can read the classics with other people, or you can do something to pass the time by yourself, but don't go to the street, this is for your safety, understand Yet?"

"understood."

Gnicia saluted the two nuns in the room again, and then walked backwards out of the room.

Maybe she should talk to the water demon. She wants to ask about how to use spells. To be honest, she is quite envious of the way Adria breathes fire from her palm. If she can, she really wants to do it too. Try something new... At least not just boil medicine.

She walked up the stairs with brisk steps, and then heard a light cough.

Gnicia subconsciously turned her head to look, but found that the door opposite the head nun's room was opened, and the little girl named Flynn poked her head out from the room. She saw Gnicia and beckoned to her. wave.

After a moment of hesitation, Gnicia also raised her hand to greet her.