Coral faithfully inherits the style of the sorcerer's bedroom in the private room of the Temple of Meritelli. The luxurious furnishings and furniture, the mahogany dressing table, dazzling variety of cosmetics, crystal jewelry, huge storage boxes, a thousand-mile mirror, a large velvet purple bed. But the strange thing is that the surrounding walls are decorated with wild beast fur that is incompatible with style.

Coral stretched out her hand and a small buckskin flew into her hands, while Roy stood in the room full of feminine atmosphere, standing by the bed, looking at her nervously.

I don't know what happened from yesterday to now, but the boy couldn't control his eyes, just like a sorcerer carrying a magnet on his body—

The corals sitting on the bed still have exquisite makeup—rouge, lipstick, nail polish, amethyst earrings, and an obsidian necklace on the neck.

But the clothes were changed into a light blue gauze skirt. The style of the gauze skirt was extremely novel and bold. The waist and abdomen were only supported by two crossed cloth strips, exposing a large area of ​​smooth and elastic skin on the waist.

He couldn't help but sniff, smelling the refreshing fragrance of the sorcerer.

Every sorcerer has his own style of perfume, and they are happy to invest a lot of money in it. For example, Yennefa is a lilac and gooseberry. He smells the fragrance of Rita Need before he sees it. The fragrance of roses is also impressive.

"Okay..." Coral stared at the big hole on the side of his coat, "I have some experience in tailoring and sewing. This piece of stag skin is no problem. I will change your tights to a little more, please a little more, and then make up this ugly hole."

"Uh..." The big purple bed made him panic.

"We'd better go to the laboratory and say, just buy one if the clothes are torn..."

"Are you afraid of trouble me?" Coral laughed, "There is no need for this. I will use a squeezing spell to deal with it, which is very convenient."

Coral slowly stroked the hole in the leather armor on Roy's waist and whispered a spell. Roy felt a cool breeze blowing by, and the hole disappeared, and a piece of it was missing from the bucks' skin.

"Magic - a magical and convenient thing!"

"Maybe when you are involved, you won't feel that way..." Coral murmured, "Now, take off your clothes, young man!"

"Ah..." Roy's heart thumped, "Hasn't the clothes been sewn? By the way, Resso is still waiting for me, so he can't wait in a hurry!"

"Don't pay attention to that guy!" Coral's bright blue eyes swept over him and stopped in his pointed ears. "Although you didn't say it, I know you are a quarter elf. Don't waste the elegant elements of your bloodline. I will change you a more 'decent' dress with my fashionable eyes."

"I promise that you will be able to go around the temple hall again and will attract the attention of all girls!"

"Forget it... I'm a witch hunter, I fight and kill all day long, and my beautiful clothes are unbearable." Roy has never liked fancy clothes, and practicality is more important.

"You know, you can't resist me..."

Roy had no choice but to take off his leather armor and shirt. His shoulders, back, chest, abdomen, and the entire upper body were covered with large pieces of blood-colored bruises. Most of them had begun to recover, and some were still new.

This is the "result" accumulated in more than a month of training.

Coral's slightly cool fingers gently touched the wound. The boy frowned in pain, but gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"The heart of the stone-hearted Reso." The sorcerer's thin willow-leaf eyebrows frowned tightly, with anger. "It's like this every day, and the old injuries have not healed yet and new injuries have been added. When you survive the catalysis of hormones, you will definitely not see a piece of intact skin on your body."

"It's okay, it will heal sooner or later." The witch hunter spent time massage and promoting blood circulation every day, and the boy couldn't feel any resentment in his heart, "And the scar is a man's medal of honor."

In fact, as long as he upgrades to one level, all the scars will disappear.

"It's a big mistake! No woman will like a scar," Coral recited a spell, and a white light popped up from the air and rushed towards the boy. The swelling everywhere seemed to apply a cooling ointment, and a comfortable coolness gummies came out.

The sorcerer nodded, took back the spell, and outlined the index finger flexibly in the air. The thin needles in the distance, with the thread heads moving her fingers, sewing on the stripped leather armor.

Roy didn't agree with her words. A guy was broken by a long sword scar and his face was wrinkled. He was still welcomed by many women. This fully shows that if you want to pick up girls, it depends on your temperament.

"Sit here..." At this time, Coralhu pressed him on his soft and elastic thighs, leaned down slightly, and gestured his bare hands on his bare upper body.

Roy looked at the softness and plumpness that was shaking in front of him, and his body became stiff.

"Gee..." The sorcerer smiled, "I corrected my words just now. It seems that the hormone catalytic effect during this period is significant, and you already understand."

"I understand...what does it mean?"

"Hormones regulate your neogenesis and accelerate your development. At this stage, some organs have matured."

"When you pass through a beautiful dream, the first step of the trial will be declared over."

"Beautiful dream? Spring..." Roy stared at the sorcerer in surprise - saying such provocative words in front of a young man with a strong spirit, okay?

"No need to be shy." Coral blinked at him playfully, "I have long seen your body, and when you are asleep, I will tell you another secret. Rita is old enough to be your great-great-great-grandmother... If I had descendants, great-great-great-grandmother should be the same age as you."

The sorcerer twisted a red hair on Cairoy's face, and suddenly his tone became more sad and sad.

"With a great-great-great-grandmother as hot as you?" Roy also suppressed a slightly confused thought.

For most sorcerers, although they have a long life and extraordinary beauty, they cannot have children. After undergoing transformation in the Magic Academy, their fertility organs have completely withered and inseparable from pregnancy. This is their lifelong pain.

Once upon a time, in order to restore her shriveled and degenerate son, the famous sorcerer, Yennefa, risked his life to hunt the green dragon. When he was about to succeed, he was destroyed by the powerful golden dragon Viron Tritanmes, who turned into a human, and eventually failed.

Later, Yennefa and Xili became like mother and daughter, partly because they were unable to give birth to children, so they transferred this maternal love to the latter.

A small number of sorcerers are lucky enough to retain healthy gonads, such as White Wolf's mother, Weisenna...

But today is different from the past. Even if a female warlock rarely preserves her fertility after magic transformation, the academy also requires them to undergo magic ligation - having magical abilities and long-term beauty, they must make sacrifices.

...

Coral continued to stitch and patch it up, her tone and expression were extremely gentle, full of maternality.

The witch hunter Reso would not care about him so openly. Thinking of the time when the sorcerer worked tirelessly to "take care of" Roy was a little moved.

"By the way..." The sorcerer rubbed his black hair, "Age is the biggest secret of a woman, and I will reveal it to you. So in exchange, should Roy also tell me some secrets - where are your parents and when did you discover your identity as a mixed-race elf?"

"Old Moore, Suzy."

When Roy heard this, he remembered that he had been separated from his biological parents for nearly four months, and he didn't know how they were doing in Novigre?

Take the time to ask Resso to see if he can write a letter and send it to him.

After a little transformation, he told Coral about his life experience, but he did not mention any words about the template, another identity and the blood of the sun.

Coral seemed not very satisfied, and its blue eyes turned around the boy's face again.

"Roy, do you know Cascartes?"

"Don't know, who is Cascar? Your friend, another sorcerer?" The boy rubbed his temples and searched quickly in his mind. He had never heard of this name before.

"Cascartes is her new name, which means completely breaking the connection with the past... Her original name is Toya." A narrow smile flashed in the sorcerer's eyes, and she noticed that the other person's face changed.

Toya, isn't it the daughter of the miller's house he helped in Edsberg, the hunchbacked little girl.

Has she got what she wants?

"You saw her." The boy's mind turned a flash of thought, and he looked dazed, and asked with concern, "That's what Toya said, no, now he is called Cascarlett, and has successfully joined the Aritusa Magic Academy... How is she doing now? Can she get used to the environment there?"

"No need to worry. Cascarlett has begun a ten-year apprenticeship career. According to Eritusa's course plan, she is now learning about meditation methods with more than a dozen freshmen... In addition, she gets along very well with everyone and makes a few new friends."

"And no matter how boring the days of endorsing, copying, and chanting mantras are more comfortable than being squeezed by a miller, like a domestic animal, doing farm work day and night!"

Roy let out a long sigh, his mood became extremely light and he couldn't help but smile. He was really happy for Toya.

Coral noticed his smile and gently tapped his head.

"I went back to the college to visit my old friend last month and heard this story from the other party. During the admission review process, the little girl told in detail about her origin, origin, and motivation for joining the college. Everything actually came from you!"

"Immediately afterwards, the old lady sent me an invitation, mentioning Resor and your name. I decided to come and see, how could there be such a nosy and unprofessional apprentice in the world?

Roy suddenly looked unconscious, no wonder the other party would say that when he first saw him

The sorcerer remembered the scene at that time, his lush fingers tweaked into a ball, and a hint of surprise and admiration flashed in his blue eyes!

"It is unheard of to help a little witch with a tragic experience run away from home - from Edsberg to Ednied Island thousands of miles away, joining Aritusa!"

"No fairy tales can be made up so outrageously!" Coral lowered her head, and her waterfall-like hair fell to his face. Her moist eyes were deeply in his eyes, as if she wanted to see through him. "You are already well-known in Aritusa, do you know? If you go to the academy, the warlocks will watch you like monkeys in the zoo. Maybe someone wants to dissect your brain and see if some kind of mutation has occurred, so that such a 'absurd' thing will be done."

Coral quipped,

"You are not considered an unknown person in the magic world... Can you tell me now? What did you think at that time? Why did you help an ugly girl in the countryside with a deformed body and bullied?"

Roy seemed to be in a bush of roses, his breathing filled with intoxicating fragrance of flowers, his eyes were filled with that beautiful face, and his ploppy heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

As if he was caught in a charming spell, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly woke up, turned his face to avoid the suffocating gaze, and took off his back from the soft coral thighs, and stood up.

"You ask for the reason." Roy licked his dry lips and walked around for a few times. "Edsberg has a large population. Among countless humans and dwarves, I met Tom... Cascarlett, maybe God's meaning! You know, the witch hunter believes in fate in the vast world. Fate sent Cascart to me, and I happened to be able to do it at that time, so I helped."

"Do you feel sorry for her and sympathize with her?"

Roy did not deny it, but told the truth, "But for more reasons, I hope that when I fall into difficulties in the future, someone will be able to pull me. This is a kind of investment in the future. If Cascar fails, I will lose all my money."

The sorcerer suddenly giggled, making her smile tremble, and her beauty was so beautiful that she could not be seen in the air. At the same time, her index finger raised in the air, and her shirt and repaired leather armor were extremely magical to wear on the boy.

"Why are you laughing?" Roy buttoned the clothes, stomped his feet, twisted his neck and moved his body, and suddenly found a gorgeous pattern on the chest of the black leather armor, like a rose and a rose.

Coral barely stopped smiling, and her breathing was slightly rapid. "Isn't it funny if you are a young man of fourteen or five years old talking about his fate and investment in front of a warlock who is several times older than him? It's almost the same if you were your teacher."

"Believe it or not."

"Okay, just treat it as fate." The sorcerer's face became softer, and there was a hint of recognition in his eyes. "You helped a sorcerer seed resurrect as a gift to fate-"

She leaned forward, her pretty face tight and said seriously, "I will do my best to help you through the grass trial, even if there is no mutated formula."

"I promise!"
Chapter completed!