Webb could see that the woman in front of him had two patterns. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The first is the queen mode in front of her, full of domineering and arrogance between words and deeds.

The second... is the big sister next door mode who loves to tease her younger brother.

What the hell is this woman...

"You mean, you don't want me to be a magician?" Webber didn't take the blood gun for the first time, but looked at the woman in front of him and said calmly.

There are some things that he can't be if he wants to, warriors, hand-to-hand combat, some dangers.

It was up to him to see if what was worth the risk, and then he could make a decision.

Skaha nodded with a flat expression, but at the end she said again: "If you choose to be a warrior, I will teach you the art of fighting, if you refuse... Actually, it doesn't matter, I respect your choice. ”

Respect... ?

Looking at the deepest anticipation in Skaha's eyes, Webb smiled.

This kind of problem -

Looking at the anticipation in her eyes---

Needless to say, how to choose?

Webb, taking the blood gun from Skaha.

Of course, she had to choose the choice she was looking forward to, and God knows how far the favorability would fall if she chose not to accept it.

Sure enough, seeing Webb get a bloody shot, Skaha smiled.

Not that queenly indifferent, majestic smile. It's the soft, gentle smile of the big sister next door.

Favorability, MAX+1.

However, what Webber didn't know was Skaha's inner activity: "Sure enough, in the future, only you can kill me, Weber!" ”

As for why she had this idea.

Because of what she saw of her future, she was killed by someone she had given the spear with her own hand!

But that person, she couldn't see the face clearly, and now... The identity of that person has been determined.

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"Now, Lancer, I have something I want you to help with." Webber clumsily swung the magic spear, which was taller than him when it was upright, and then found that it was not strong enough to swing it, so he put it down.

"Call me a master." Looking at Webber's awkward way of wielding his spear, Skaha said coldly.

"Huh?" Webb was stunned.

"You have taken my gun, and naturally you are also my disciple, so you will call me a master craftsman in the future."

Skaha was once again in queen mode, with her arms folded over her chest, and she spoke domineering words in a faint tone.

Hmm――

Skaha, arms folded over his chest...

Naturally, the already tall chest is even more majestic... But can you tell me what those two little dots on your chest are!

What about the hood? Don't make me get a nosebleed......

Webb blamed Skaha, she only knew that she was going to be with someone she couldn't see clearly, Webb had been wearing this outfit when she was together, so now she had conjured up, but she didn't wear anything other than a combat uniform when she lived outside of the world... I don't have much sense of nature without a cover.

As a result, Webb was given a great benefit.

Webb's eyes were a little dizzy, and the tip of his nose was a little hot, and he hurriedly lowered his head and stopped looking at Skaha.

“Lan... Master, don't wear this dress in front of others in the future..."Weber replied indiscriminately, and then the ghost messenger said this.

Since it was said that the ghost made the god worse, there is naturally a little "result" that is not necessarily necessary.

Like the skaha and the embarrassed Webb.

"Ha--I only wear this garment in front of you, and I don't wear it in front of anyone else, master." Skaha smiled.

What else could Webb say when he heard this? I had to snort awkwardly.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do you a favor with?" When the fuss is over, it is natural to get down to business, Skaha asked.

It was finally time to get down to business, and Weber's expression became serious. He hadn't forgotten what he had summoned Skaha! ――That is to remove the engraved worms from the bodies of the Sakura and the Wild Goose.

Webber briefly described to Skaha the situation of the night between the cherry blossoms and the wild goose, and Skaha listened patiently until finally Weber's description was over, and she frowned and slowly expressed the doubts in her heart.

"According to what you say, the Engraved Worms in those two people have become part of their bodies, right?"

"Yes." Webber was a little nervous, his palms clenched into fists were sweating, "If it's a master craftsman, I think I can get rid of the marker worms in their bodies, so I fought for the less than one in ten chance to summon." ”

Is Webb nervous? Of course nervous! What if... If Skaha can't do it, he can only go and complete the task desperately and exchange it for "Angel's Tears".

However... Even if you fight for your life, the chance of exchanging two "Angel's Tears" is still very small.

"Snort... Look at you like that, since you think I can do it, give me a little more trust, okay? Skaha looked at Webb, who was sweating, and smiled.

And Webb saw the somewhat conceited Skaha, and let out a long sigh.

Look at her - it should work!

"But don't be too optimistic." Skaha walked past Webb and sat on the edge of the bed, his snow-white thighs tightly closed, "The bugs you mentioned have become part of their bodies, and it is very difficult to get rid of them, and it will take several large magic tricks to get rid of them." It's not an easy project, and I'm afraid your mana supply won't be able to sustain me until I complete it. ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

As long as you can get rid of it, nothing else will get in the way.

Webb thought about it and shook his head repeatedly.

"It's not a matter of nothing." Skaha looked at Webb, who shook his head, and for the first time, his expression became serious.

"I see that the color of your hair is not the same as the previous Webb, it has turned grayish-white, which means that you have passed through the life of the back branch of your body, right? In that case, if your mana is drastically drained during this time, your unstable origin will begin to collapse due to your lifespan, and you will die! ”

Dramatic loss of mana... And to die?

Weber, who obviously hated the concept of 'death', felt nothing in his heart when he heard that he was going to die at this moment.

Because he instantly thought of the advanced redemption option, "High Magician Bloodline"!

Exchange that, and you'll be fine, the magic power must be enough.

"You're really... Dreadnought..."Skaha sighed as he looked at Webb, who didn't care, knowing that he couldn't make a change.

That being the case... Skaha's eyes narrowed.

"But if you break the contract with that mad dog, the magic power should be enough."

Well? What the?

Webber raised an eyebrow, he wasn't surprised that Skaha knew about his pact with Lancelot, but what was that seemingly flat tone and pretended flat calm expression? How to give him the feeling that Skaha is a thief?