Lucy hurriedly shared everything she knew and felt with Hermione, grabbing Hermione and jumping and kissing like a child.

"You'll have to digest the potion before you can advance to Sequence 8, Physician, I was called a healing priest at the time. As for how to know that your potion has been digested, you will know for yourself. ”

"You can think about why potions have names, and how you can become a cultivator."

"And you have to remember that you're Lucy Vienna, not someone else, understand?"

Hermione's accentuated tone in the last sentence directly calmed down the excited Lucy and nodded solemnly at her.

She then taught how to create a spiritual wall with a silver dagger, pray to the Fool for ritual magic to help with the process, and how to summon messengers.

Warn her not to pray to anyone other than the Fool and the Righteous God or the Seven Lights.

Seven Lights is a subordinate of the Spirit Dominator, and as a believer in the Fool, she still suggests that Lucy can ask Seven Lights for help with knowledge.

Thinking of this, her heart was a little bitter, and she was abandoned by herself.

"I've written it all down in the notebook, you put it away, remember to review it when you have time, except for you, others will destroy it by themselves when they open it."

Give the small black cover book to Lucy, who has been spiritually exhausted after a round, and then let her lie on the bed to rest and recover.

I also cleaned up the traces left inside, and took those materials back into the mirror space that I carried with me. The shattered mirror stung her heart every time she saw it.

"Austin, how is your messenger, can I write to you through him?"

Lucy opened her eyes and thought that she didn't know the messenger of the person in front of her, and only saw Hermione's helpless wry smile.

"I'll find one first, and I'll talk to you when I have it."

Lucy, who received the answer, did not ask anything more, but closed her eyes and rested.

Teresa hadn't appeared in front of her since she had been told by Hermione in the afternoon, as if she had indeed been rude.

If you are in pain, you can't see others happy, and you are not a saint after all! Apologize to her next time we meet!

When Lucy was asleep, she went to the lounge next door and leaned directly on the sofa to close her eyes, unconsciously curled up there.

It's so lonely! She couldn't help but laugh at herself.

On the other side, Teresa dreams of her father, who died in the war, and her mother, who is depressed and eventually leaves them. How painful and helpless it was.

Uncle Otto led the army through their palace, his cold and unforgiving majestic eyes condescending to the two siblings hugging each other.

Fierce artillery fire rang out, and groups of Rune's soldiers rushed in with rifles in hand, and the majestic old man on a white horse with a shining spirit drew his saber and fought his uncle and them.

Her brother's hand holding the sword trembled, and she was even more overwhelmed as the bodies of her parents appeared in front of her, covered in stab wounds and blood.

She woke up directly and found that tears were flowing from the corners of her eyes, sadness, sadness, and the pain of wanting to end there.

Why did I dream about the past during the war, that was the last thing I wanted to recall.

Fenerport took advantage of the declaration of war on Rune by Ferssack and Intis to reunite the South, even if their kinship was not worth mentioning in the face of national interests.

Her father, King Lorraine V of Marcy, died on the front line in the invasion of the war, and her younger brother hastily succeeded to the throne and continued to withstand the fierce offensive.

There is also Earl Tilly, the commander of the south of Rune, in order to protect the grain yards and logistics supplies in the south of Rune, he directly moved the battlefield forward to the territory of the small southern country.

Using the former Fenerporters to defend against the Fenerporters, he successfully preserved the southern parts of Rune in County Ducey and South Wales.

He is their hero and the sinner here, the person he hates very much, but unfortunately he is too self-disciplined to even send a mistress to the door.

If he hadn't been standing still, his father would have died on the front line, and his mother would not have died in the ordeal of her husband and brother.

Where is the source of that sadness? Is that Austin? She pointed out the problems in her heart, is it hateful and pitiful?

Teresa got up and put on her coat, took the light and went away with her feelings.

When the maid on duty saw her, she immediately cheered up and wanted to come, but she stopped her and asked her to go back to rest.

Walking through the corridor and opening the door of the lounge outside the guest room, it should be here, and the mood is very strong.

She came to the couch to find a man curled up on it, lying on her side with her hands folded, her legs bent against her stomach.

looks weak and helpless, with the natural charm, people can't help but hug and comfort her.

Teresa stabilized her thoughts, eliminating distractions, and the other party opened her eyes and turned to look at her.

"Today's words are rude to me, sorry. It's kind of flat for you to see my weak appearance now. ”

"I haven't decided to answer or not, so you just say it's my fault. Is this the pride of the strong? ”

"Whatever you think, I don't care. You can't beat me, even if you let all the royal guards go together. ”

Teresa almost laughed when she heard this, although it was a fact, it was too hurtful, and she could only laugh at herself a few times when she was provoked.

"Why did you become like this, do demigods also have troubles?"

"It's human beings who have troubles, and I'm the only one who doesn't care about your offense."

"Then I really thank you for your favor."

Teresa covered her with a blanket and left to go back to rest, I didn't expect this person to be quite interesting, but unfortunately too strong to kiss Fangze.

Witch-level demigods, not yet from the Witch Church, see if you can win it over.

Those guys who are all distorted by men actually tolerate someone to challenge their authority, it seems that this Austin must not be simple behind it.

Isn't it a windfall? Teresa didn't continue to think about it, but closed her eyes and fell asleep, forgetting the past.

Lucy got up in the morning and stretched her arms comfortably, and found that Hermione was not in bed, which was her bed herself for a night, and hurried to find her.

Before he put on his shoes, the other party was already sitting on the bed, and his expression was still calm and calm, which made people not look at it for a long time.

"Go wash up, don't care."

Lucy and Hermione, dressed up, had breakfast with Teresa, adding a few more complicated etiquette.

"Wait a minute, let's go to Stuttgart to watch the game, and the one who kicks that little ball, you will each be on my side with me, and say okay."

Teresa looked at Hermione with a hint of deep meaning in her eyes, as if she was proud to have learned another secret.

"Okay." Lucy also looked at Hermione, this was still something she had made up, she didn't expect it to be so big.

"Aren't you going to dress up? Austin. You're about the same height as me, you're about the same size, and you're all dressed properly. ”

"I'm fine with that."

Teresa reluctantly asked the maid to change her clothes.

The three of them got into a carriage and headed towards the nearby city under the escort of the guards.