"You're ready to leave with us with the kids, right?"

"Yes, I'm ready."

Tomira was in a trance, and when she heard Huck's voice, she immediately remembered what she was supposed to do.

After being hit by the Yaksi Seal, she had forgotten her previous thoughts, believing that following the advice of the witcher was the best option.

[Yaksi: Ideological-like seal, using the power of the mind to seduce, hypnotize, and apply psychological suggestion, and manipulate the target's thoughts and behaviors. 】

"Now, let's go find the children."

"Okay."

The herbalist nodded, an expression of relief and joy appeared on his face, and even a little urgency.

The old witcher looked at what Huck did and didn't say anything, believing that the young witcher knew what he was doing.

After a long period of contact, many of the young witcher's opinions and theories had subtly changed him.

Emily's expression was a little incomprehensible, and she couldn't tell her likes and dislikes at all.

The only change was that the gaze at Huck became more intense, and it seemed that the interest in him had increased a little more.

Seeing that neither of them objected, Huck finally relented.

He was most worried about Viselmir, the old man had always adhered to the way of chivalry, respected tradition, adhered to principles, and did not know how to be flexible.

In Lambert's words, it is to be conservative and stubborn.

If he were to object, the matter would not be able to proceed.

"Morris can't move, I've got to get him over first."

Emily glanced at Huck and quickly admonished, "I'll meet you at Tomira's hut." ”

After speaking, she squatted down and tried to help the bald man up.

Morris was tall and burly, like a black bear, and his exaggerated weight made it difficult for the slender sorceress.

Huck hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the unconscious bald head together.

"ceádm" (ancient language)

The poetic spell was combined with the spell-casting gestures, and the magic quickly gathered, and the air in front of him began to ripple.

A moment later, a circular portal with a strong magical aura was already taking shape in front of him.

"Otherwise, I'll come with you!"

Looking at the sorceress with a sweaty face and struggling to carry her bald head, the witcher said kindly.

"No, I can only teleport two people, it's okay, it won't take long, I can do it!"

Emily gritted her silver teeth, her red lips closed, and she did her best to take Morris, who was leaning on Huck.

"Why don't you use a magic like porterage?"

Seeing that the woman's pretty face was swollen and red, covered in sweat, and the makeup on her face was also stained with sweat, the witcher kindly reminded her again.

"Shut up, shut up, don't talk to me, if there's still magic, use it, use it, you can use it?"

Emily gave the witcher a blank look, ignored him, and dragged the bald man into the portal with great difficulty.

The two quickly disappeared into the portal, which also ran out of energy and dissipated into the air.

"Let's go, let's go to Tomella's hut!"

The remaining three immediately mounted their horses, turned onto the main road, and galloped towards the herbalist's cottage.

The herbalist's cabin is located to the west of the village of Tadi, close to the woods.

To the right of the hut is a herb garden enclosed by a wooden fence, which is filled with various herbs.

Most of them are common varieties, such as black quinoa, verbena, crow's eye, parsley, and so on.

When I walked into the door, I immediately smelled a strong smell of medicinal herbs.

Looking around the room, in the corners of the walls, under the shelves and tables, there were bottles and cans everywhere.

A hospital bed sits across the wall, and on the left is a 1.2-meter-high workbench.

A little girl in a long blue dress was standing in front of a workbench with only one head exposed, laboriously kneading a mass of green, dough-like stuff on the table.

Looking at her sweaty face and sweating profusely, she should have been busy for a long time, and because she was so focused, she didn't even notice anyone walking in.

"Vera, what are you doing?"

"Sister Tomella, are you back?" Looking back at the herbalist, Vera immediately burst into a smile and rushed up with excitement on her face.

Suddenly saw the two people following behind, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"This is Huck the Witcher and his teacher Viselmir," Tomyra immediately introduced, then pointed to the little girl, "My assistant Vera! ”

The witcher smiled at Vera and asked kindly, "What about the others?" ”

"Resting in the backyard, they are so hungry that they have no strength~"

The naïve Vera blinked, looked at Tomilla and continued: "I want to see if I can make utopian paste so that everyone can have something to eat." ”

"Utopian paste?"

Viselmir looked at the crumpled crumpled crumpled clay object on the workbench and walked over curiously.

He picked up a small piece, rubbed it with his hand, and then put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

"Potato taro powder, parsley, and psychedelic mushrooms and anesthetic powder..."Speaking of this, the old man looked at Tomilla in surprise, "Psychedelic mushrooms, and anesthetic powder?" ”

Listening to the words of the old witcher, Huck was also stunned, isn't this the legendary 'Fushou Ointment'?

Tomera's face was unusually ugly at this time, and instead of paying attention to the old witcher, she looked at the little girl and asked:

"Vera, why are you making utopian ointment?"

"The book says that if you eat utopian paste, you won't feel hungry!"

"Didn't I tell you it was poisonous?"

Seeing her angry look, Vera was a little scared, and tears welled up in her big beautiful brown eyes.

"However, we have nothing to eat, and you are not here, so I had to go to Grandpa Frank, but I couldn't find it, and the others called me a little beggar... 555~”

The little girl suddenly burst into tears as she spoke, and tears of grievance gushed out, quickly wetting her face, and the miserable cry echoed in the wooden house, which was heartbreaking to hear.

"No one brought food?"

"Nope!" Vera shook her head

"These bastards~"

Crying out her teeth in hatred, Tomira crouched down, helped Vera wipe away her tears, and took out a piece of bread and handed it over.

"Great, there's something to eat, I'll go and share it with everyone!"

Vera excitedly took the bread and was about to head out into the backyard.

Seeing the situation in front of them, the old and young demon hunters were a little moved.

Huck stepped forward, patted the little girl on the head, and said kindly, "Don't worry, Uncle has a lot to eat here, and each of you will be satisfied." ”

As he spoke, he reached into his fanny pack and pulled out his belongings one by one.

Sandwiches, roast pork, bread, dried fish, potato wedges, juice and even steaming roast chicken with fragrant herb toast.

Soon, a dazzling array of food and drinks filled the table, and the aroma was so fragrant that it made your mouth water, and your index finger moved.

It wasn't until he had pulled out all the food in the storage space that Huck stopped.

Vera stopped crying, first attracted by the witcher's inexhaustible pockets.

Then I was caught by the variety of varieties and aromas in front of me, and the various delicacies that were crispy and delicious at first glance.

"Are these for us to eat?"

The little girl burst into tears and smiled, with tears on her little face.

"Yes, for you to eat, and let everyone else come out and eat!"

"Oh my God! Great, yay! ”

Vera yelled and turned to run into the backyard, but just took a step and stopped.

She looked at Tomella, saw the woman nod, and then rushed to the backyard with a cheer.