Wenloth's smile froze for a moment, a mixture of confusion and disbelief that made his expression look extremely ridiculous, "This can't be. He muttered to himself, and then Rhaegar snapped his neck when he suddenly appeared in front of him.

Like Vonloth's strategy, the protective magic that Rhaegar casts on Willy is a disguise, and when the bald mage thinks he has succeeded in his plot, he has prepared a teleportation spell that ultimately allows him to escape his opponent's attack and emerge victorious.

"My name is Rhaeggar," he said to the cunning opponent, standing beside Vinloth, who was still dying, "I'm sure this will be the last name you'll ever hear." ”

Rather than trying to make a detour to find their partner, they couldn't be sure how many people were involved in the ambush, and they didn't know if their opponents would send reinforcements again, and after simply treating the wounded Willy, they quickly left the valley.

Perhaps it was the successive defeats that deterred the opponents from making rash moves, or perhaps it was the huge losses that left the opponents so demoralized that they had to take a break to recuperate, and after two days of walking on the deserted path, they finally entered the central swamp.

It was only then that Rhaegar realized how right he had made to find the warrior as a companion: the swamp's unique environment had greatly interfered with his detection magic, and the creatures hiding beneath the silt full of strange energy had easily avoided his senses, and on several occasions, he had not even had time to cast his magic when the ferocious predators had scurried out of the swamp, and if Willy hadn't blocked those attacks for him, Rhaegar might have been forced to exit the swamp long ago.

"I want to thank you," Rhaegar said to Willy, who was sitting on the other side of the unlit fire, in the moonlight of the night, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have escaped that swamp python." ”

Willy's long blonde hair was draped over her shoulders, and her daytime heroism was replaced by an indescribable charm, and in the bright moonlight, her delicate facial features exuded an intoxicating brilliance, as mysterious and beautiful as a goddess descending from the mortal world.

"You've saved me many times," she frowned, "but I've never thanked you, and I thought we didn't need it anymore." ”

Rhaegar shrugged, "I'm sorry," he said, lighting a bonfire with a flame shot from the tip of his finger.

"I've always been curious about magic," Willy said, looking at the spell that Rhaegar cast casually, "Can you tell me how you became a mage?"

This request made Rhaegar hesitate for a moment, "That's nothing," the geist who had no memories of anything other than the magic of his predecessor finally decided to avoid the topic, "Actually, it's a very boring story. He used a burning spell to make the campfire more vigorous, and at the same time pulled out the spices from his magic pocket and sprinkled them on the prey that was baking on the fire.

"You know what?" said Willy, as she lit the fire, "When I was very young, there was a mage who wanted me to be his apprentice, and I almost ran away from home with him. She looked up at Rhaegar who was a little surprised, and a tricky smile appeared on her face: "But later, when a fierce hungry wolf pounced on us, the guy who claimed to be a mage ran away, leaving me alone to face the beast, but he didn't know that it was actually just a wolfdog from my house." ”

Rhaegar finally laughed. This female warrior often gives a strong sense of oppression when fighting, and no opponent can remain indifferent to her strength and ferocity, yet he can always feel relaxed when he is with her, even he himself finds it strange. Throughout his years in the mortal world, Rhaegar has been careful to keep his identity a secret, lest anyone find out and threaten him, no matter where he is, no matter who he faces, no matter how much kindness the other party shows, the geist has always maintained the utmost vigilance against everything, even in the face of the strict and loving teacher Carson and Els, who poured almost all his feelings into him, he did not let up in the slightest. But there is no need to be like this in front of Wei Li - in the depths of his soul, there is always a strange feeling, even if he really reveals his identity, even if everyone in this world is his enemy, the partner in front of him, who has only known him for ten days, will definitely not betray him.

"You must have a lot of untold stories. After a moment of silence, Willy suddenly said, "You are so gentle and polite to anyone, but I can feel that you are always trying to distance yourself from other people, trying to build a wall between yourself and the outside world. ”

Rhaegar lowered his head so that the other party would not see the cold light in his eyes, and while he was surprised by the frankness and sensitivity of the other party, a trace of alertness rose in his heart - feelings are feelings after all, and a geist who values survival far more than anything will never allow others to pose a threat to him just for some inexplicable feeling.

"I have no intention of exploring your secrets," Willy continued, not noticing Rhaegar's well-disguised murderous intentions, "but I want you to know that not anyone in this world can't believe it. There are some people, they don't have to know each other for a long time, they don't even have to know each other deeply, but they have experienced common hardships and obstacles, they support each other in the most critical moments, in battle, you can rest assured that you will give their backs to them, and they will use their lives to keep you safe. Her sapphire eyes shone with a heart-warming glow in the light of the fire, "these people," she said, "we call friends." The female warrior looked at Rhaegar who looked up, "In the eyes of all of us, you are already our friend, and I hope, I," she paused slightly, then said, "We can be your friends too." ”

"Of course," Rhaegar said with a smile, "we're already friends, aren't we?" he kept adding firewood to the campfire, and within two minutes a third of the firewood they had found in the damp swamp had become part of the fire.

A faint but clear fluctuation of energy came from a distance, freeing Rhaegar from the awkward atmosphere that was an alarm when the magic trap was broken.

"We've got guests," Rhaegar said, quickly casting a spell for herself and Willy that was immune to weapons, "There are no less than fifty of them, and it looks like we're going to have a lively night." ”

Soon after they had finished their pre-battle preparations, the uninvited guests appeared around them, a group of humanoids with the head of a snake, a human body and arms, and the lower body of a snake, each of whom held two long, curved weapons that resembled ivory.

"It's a basilisk," Rhaegar whispered to Willy, "they hold their own fangs in their hands, and anyone who comes into contact with them will lose their resistance." ”

"Can they be hurt by weapons?" Willy instinctively felt a little nervous in the face of the never-before-seen creature, but when her question was answered in the affirmative, the female warrior regained her composure.

The basilisks surrounded Rhaegar and Willy from all sides, like wild dogs preying on their prey, and the monsters quickly pounced on their prey as they appeared, gliding briskly through the swamp with the help of the snake's tail, unaffected by the silt.

Pieces of air compressed into substance formed a half-moon-shaped wind blade quietly appeared around Rhaegar, and these magical creations flew through the space between Rhaegar and the basilisks, harvesting the monsters' lives lightly and quickly, and within a second, at least ten basilisks were cut in two.

The intelligence of these basilisks was not much higher than that of their immediate neighbors, the orcs who lived in the northern mountains, and their meagre sanity was almost completely controlled by the desire to obtain food, and the death of their companions did not make these monsters feel the slightest fear, and the remaining basilisks increased the speed of their charge, and at the same time threw their fangs at their opponents.

Sharp fangs swept through the air and landed on Rhaegar and Willy, weapons that could penetrate the strongest armor under the powerful throw of the basilisk were completely useless in the face of magic, and they had no effect except for a slight fluctuation in the transparent force field that protected them.

At the same time that the two fireballs landed in the center of the basilisk and exploded, Willy had already rushed in front of the fastest opponent, and the greatsword in her hand turned into a huge wheel of light in the moonlight, whirling and whirling to pounce on the monsters that had lost their weapons, and in the blink of an eye, she cut down three basilisks.

The basilisks had lost nearly half of their companions, but the monsters did not flinch, hissing like snakes, waving their claws with sharp nails, and launching melee attacks on their opponents.

It was a battle without suspense, or rather a slaughter, and the basilisk's claws that could tear through the beast's body had no effect on the two who had cast defensive magic, and neither Rhaegar's magic nor Willy's sword had done great damage to these monsters, and within two minutes of the battle, the basilisk's corpses covered hundreds of square meters of space.

Willy's figure turned into a gust of wind and bravely rushed into the midst of the already crumbling monsters, her heavy two-handed greatsword like a tangible and intangible shadow, slicing through the bodies of the attacked basilisks before they could catch its movements, and the basilisks looked vulnerable to the fierce female warriors.

With the victory already decided, Rhaegar did not join in the chase and kill, except for casually sending away a few basilisks that had missed Willy's sword and came to his side, the geist focused more on observing his surroundings.

Several detection spells were distributed in a radius of fifty meters around Rhaegar, and although the special energy present in the swamp interfered greatly with the detection, he was able to sense most of the movement in the area when multiple spells were stacked.

It's late to update today, but this chapter is 3,000 words, which should be interesting enough.

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