The female mage Althea is actually a very particular woman. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, the vast majority of mages, especially female mages, are very particular people, after all, this profession is not something that the poor can get involved in, an ordinary apprentice is promoted to a formal mage, and the money spent every year during this period is enough to support the expenses of dozens of civilian families for a year.

A young and beautiful mage like Orthea, if possible, she would go to the best inn in Nedburg, book the best room, take a warm bath and rest.

Instead of burrowing into this dark, heavy, faintly smelly canvas tent in a clearing on the edge of town, sleeping in a stiff, cold sleeping bag.

But she is not the female mage Althea now, but the apothecary Winnie.

So she can only accept this helpless fact.

What made her even more unhappy was that when she was about to fall asleep after tossing and turning for a long time, an uninvited guest woke her up.

"Damn! It's you? Don't you even say hello before you come in? ”

Althea recognized the person who had come and put down the staff in her hand, but there was still a little anger on her face.

The tent had no door, only a thick curtain covering the place where she entered and exited, and when the curtain was lifted, she woke up, which made her a little angry, and she deliberately chose a hidden place to set up a tent, so that ordinary people would notice it when they approached her.

However, Darius had already lifted the curtain of the tent and realized that this was the reason for her anger, and if it was an assassin, she was afraid that something had happened to her.

"Don't you never say hello when you go in and out of my house?" Darius replied lightly and sat down, the hood was too narrow to allow him to stand up straight.

"What are you doing!?" Althea raised the staff again, and although she was an acquaintance, she couldn't calm down when she suddenly saw a stout man sitting in front of her and undressing.

However, Darius, who was pointed at her, continued to take off his upper clothes as if he had not seen it at all.

"Oh, didn't you remind me all day before that we're already in the same boat? Why do you see me like an enemy now? I'm just taking off my clothes, and you've not seen it, so don't you think I'm and want to do something to you? I might consider your previous appearance, but I'm not interested in your current appearance. ”

This guy must have done it on purpose.

Deliberately undressing without saying anything, to see her own reaction, the female mage heard the taste of banter in his words, she snorted coldly, and a faint fluorescence emanated from the front of Orthea's staff, illuminating the entire tent.

Darius's muscular body was visible in fluorescent light, and the muscles were like copper, but now, large and small bruises and bruises covered the entire upper body, and even blood could be seen leaking from the skin due to the rupture of blood vessels under the epidermis.

The female mage immediately understood the reason why Darius came in the middle of the night, "Were you crushed under the feet of that group of split-hoofed oxen?" We just set off, how did you get like this? ”

"Pharmacist Miss Winnie, don't tell me you can't tell you've been beaten."

"Is that the warrior monk? Oh, it looks like it should be, there are no traces of sharp weapon scratches, they were all injured by punches and punches, are you dueling or what? ”

Darius lay unceremoniously in front of the female mage, and at this distance he could even smell the faint aroma of Althea's body, "It's a fight, not a duel, if it's a duel, I can't lie here and talk to you so easily." ”

"Oh, you calmly got into my tent, and took off your clothes unhurriedly, I thought you were the victor." Althea said sarcastically.

"Although I said before the competition that I don't compare high and low, and I don't decide the winner, but if I don't win, I don't win, and there's nothing to hide." Darius replied calmly.

"But if I don't win, it doesn't mean I lost, although he was beaten badly, but these injuries just look serious, and his physical strength is not as good as mine, I don't know if I can't hold it first or he can't resist first."

Darius wasn't unconvinced, when he just touched the threshold of a blind fight, his pressure increased sharply, and the warrior monk Valek's punches became elusive after drinking, although the strength of the punches was not as strong as the previous straight fight, but the flexibility and weirdness went up a new level.

Darius, who closed his eyes and was just familiar with the power of black, was extremely depressed, he was not afraid to fight head-on with the enemy, but this time the opponent became a slippery loach, no matter how Darius swung his sword, or used his fists and feet to fight hand-to-hand, his attack could always be defused by the opponent by unloading or dodging.

It's exactly the same as the drunken fist I watched in the film back then, just like a punch on a sponge, always in vain, but the opponent seized the opportunity to leave fist marks on the body.

However, Darius is not completely passive, at least the black power can't be dodged by the dodge on the body, the punches and kicks of the warrior monk are not too explosive, and the Darius who protects the joints is hard to use the black power on his body to entangle with Valek.

Since it was a sparring, Darius didn't use the blade of the sword, and the warrior monk couldn't use all the killing moves, but the warrior monk fought for a long time, but he didn't beat him down, and when he got to the back, the warrior monk who was entangled by the black power consumed more and more, and his movements were a little out of shape, so the two sides stopped and ended the fight.

"Give me medicine, it's over early, and you and I will rest early."

Althea snorted coldly, but still got out of the sleeping bag, at this time she was only wearing a thin silk pajamas, although the face was the ordinary face after camouflage, but the delicate figure was displayed in front of his eyes.

Then the mage put a blindfold on Darius that she had pulled out of nowhere.

Although the warrior monk's attack did not completely penetrate his defenses, that punch was really not something that ordinary people could withstand. The ointment with a hint of coolness was applied to his body, and the cool medicinal power began to slowly seep into his body, and the injured and bruised parts began to heat up under the moisture of the medicinal power, and the [healing] talent began to work.

Since he couldn't see it, Darius also revisited the battle just now in his mind, and after a discussion, he found that the profession of warrior monk is actually not very useful on the battlefield, especially the soldiers wearing armor, and the warrior monk who has not mastered the special power skills will have a headache, and in a large-scale battle, none of the three Valeks Darius has lethality, but the one-on-one competition Darius really has no problem with this warrior monk for a while.

After all, most of this monk's moves and skills are aimed at a single enemy.

"There is one thing, I haven't talked to the organization, today I had a fight with Valek, and I happened to talk to you." Darius rolled over as he spoke, exposing his back so that Althea could apply the medicine more easily.

"You can report back to the organization and see if you can arrange a mentor for me in weapons and combat?"