"When Seret and I entered the city, we happened to see a luxurious carriage with a black shield-shaped heraldry inlaid with silver iris patterns... the symbol of Vigima Royal," Ox stroked the Snake Sword with obsession, recalled, "The White Rose Knight maintains order near the carriage, and there must be an incredible figure inside!"

"If I guess correctly, the big man you are talking about is Fultest..." Roy pondered, "His Majesty the King of Vigima has been traveling in a short while ago." Princess Yada revealed to the witch hunter in this regard.

"Fultest?" Ox shouted with an exaggerated expression, "There is also a warlock next to the carriage. I bet that this king of Temolia will have a series of big moves!"

"Fultest brought back the warlock?" The two demon hunters suddenly became tense. The king undoubtedly learned the death of former royal adviser Aza Javid, and thus brought his successor.

But it is less than a month apart, so time is too anxious.

Oaks made more amazing remarks, "I am not referring to a warlock. The vibration amplitude of the badge reminds me that I am three warlocks. Two women and one man were mixed in the carriage. Among them is a familiar face. At the Aritusa Academy, I had a wonderful encounter with me, named Keira Metz. You still have the impression?" Oaks said with regret, "This is a petite and charming woman."

"The remaining lady is equally charming, with long chestnut hair, sweet-looking and hot-bodied figure!" Ox's eyes shone, and at the same time, her hands pulled a full moon-like curve in the air from top to bottom.

Sere was particularly over-faced, "Okay, bastard, wipe the saliva from your mouth, don't embarrass the snakes!"

"Is it normal for men to talk about women?! On the contrary, is the function of that thing damaged?"

Roy listened quietly as the two brothers quarreled, and as his eyes turned, he drank the last drop of wine at the bottom of the glass. He suddenly pushed away the barrest.

"You guys talk slowly, I have some personal matters to deal with..."

"Roy, you have to know how to respect seniors!" Ox's face darkened and he held the cup to the witch hunter's mouth. "You can't go anywhere tonight, you must have a drink with us!"

"Dare to bully my disciple?" A muscular arm stretched out from the side to hold his neck, and broke his head in front of his developed chest muscles, but Resso untied it.

"If you have the ability to compete with me for a drink, those who lose will treat you!" The bald man said as he waved his chin at Roy and signaled him to leave.

The latter quietly retreated to the door of the tavern, and could hear Ox's bold announcement, "I have long been disgusted with your style. Today, I, Ox, will tell you with my strength, who is the boss!"

...

Roy hurriedly left the Night Queen's House, breathing the cold air on Vigima streets, the slightly drunkenness caused by alcohol was dispelled and his mind became clearer.

Fultest returned to Vigima this time and brought three royal consultants at once. His first impression was that he would deal with Vivian, a lady in the lake.

The last failure did not seem to discourage him.

The witch hunter took advantage of the cover of night to go to the Vigima Lake to warn the lake girl, but the lake girl did not respond to Alondet's summoning, and the palace could not be seen in the center of the lake.

"Have you started to retreat again?"

Roy had no choice but to return to his residence, and walked around several times, thinking about contacting Princess Yada tomorrow and inquire about the specific situation.

In a blink of an eye, he noticed the arrangement in the room.

This place was originally a coral boudoir, and near the dressing table, there were also some magic props from sorcerers on weekdays, such as the Qianli Mile Mile inlaid with crystals.

"I haven't contacted Coral for a while, and the information obtained by Aza's laboratory has not been given to her."

The witch hunter thought about the scene in his memory and gently rubbed the Qianli Mile Mile mirror with his palm. When the entire mirror began to heat up, the magic value decreased by ten points, and he did not see any unnecessary movements. The white light was prosperous!

Then it was extremely magical, and the Qianli Mile Mile Mile condensed a light curtain in the air like a projector.

The scene in the light curtain was clearly visible, a faint mist brushed across the mirror, and a drizzle of water twitched the splashes sounded, and then a smooth arm appeared in the witch hunter's sight, showing a healthy wheat color, which was placed on the edge of a wooden bathtub.

"Someone is taking a shower?" Roy widened his eyes, and inexplicably felt a sense of excitement of peeping into her, but he turned his head anyway.

Then, a magnetic rebuke came, the light curtain went out, and the darkness fell into the darkness.

The sound of water falling to the ground, the sound of soft blanket folding, and the sound of wet footsteps followed one after another. When the light curtain was lit up again, a face projected - she had long red hair, her blue eyes were like a clear spring, and her slightly thick and moist diamond lips were as attractive as a stamen, because she had just taken a shower, her tender skin shining with a moving blush.

"Roy?" She covered her lips in surprise, then smiled brightly, revealing her small dimples,

"Uh... Coral..." The witch hunter was a little embarrassed. In this case, it would be quite bad to be caught on the spot and be misunderstood!

"I promise...I didn't expect you to be taking a shower and you didn't see anything!"

"It doesn't matter if you see it." The sorcerer said softly, straightening his body, raising his hand to tie his scattered hair. The snow-white bath towel wrapped around his body intentionally or unintentionally approached the mirror. The heavy and trembling touched the mirror with her movements.

Even through the Qianli Mile Mile, the witch hunter felt as if his heart was hit by a meteorite, his eyelids twitched, his blood rushed, and his cheeks were slightly hot.

Although he has a strong willpower, he is a normal man.

Fortunately, the sorcerer quickly changed his posture.

"You are the only one in the room now?" The sorcerer moved away from the mirror slightly, making his face more refined in the mirror.

"Well," Roy took a deep breath, dispelling Qisi, and the dark golden eyes returned to clear. "You, Coral, are you busy with Kelak recently?"

"Is it too busy..." Coral held his chin and raised his red lips, "You know, the Royal Consultant's job is quite boring, and nothing interesting has happened recently. Tell me quickly, what good news is there for me today?"

"Last night in Sintra...you said you've been interested in the mutation of the witch hunter." Roy's eyes moved away from her seductive lips, "I happened to have collected some relevant information."

Roy took out the research copy obtained by the alchemist and asked the sorcerer to browse it roughly through the Mile Mile.

"Azulie's research notes on witch hunters, spell books, experimental diary..."

The sorcerer could no longer maintain his elegant demeanor, opened his mouth wide and looked surprised, "Did you rob a certain sorcerer's laboratory!"

"That's true," Roy touched his nose. "Aza Javid's sacrifice for the country, everything has become a masterpiece, and it's useless if you don't take it. You can use it too. Moreover, I didn't ask you last time... I'll help preside over the grass trial ceremony soon."

For the second trial of grass, he had to prepare in advance.

"Who can I help me to try?"

"You will know then." Roy paused, "but these materials add up a bit too much. It's too troublesome to just use Qianli Mirror to translate. I'll find a way to send them to you another day."

"No need!" The sorcerer opposite the light curtain suddenly called the demon hunter, pursed his red lips, stared deeply at the eyes, and his pretty face was getting closer and closer to the mirror.

"I heard a complaint from Yennefa: The demon will never give gifts on his own initiative, as uninteresting as a piece of wood, and boring. But now I think this is too absolute. You—"

"I just wanted to win a helper for the school."

The witch hunter said something in his heart, interrupting her without changing her face, "Coric, please tell you something... Today, Vigima has three warlocks. If nothing unexpected happens, they will become the new royal consultant of Fultest. How much do you know about these three consultants?"

The sorcerer sighed half-truely, then seemed to think of something fun, and smiled, "About Vigima's new royal consultant, I heard from my sisters mention it, and there is also a record in the association. This is the hiring request made by Fultest, the king of Temolia, to the association, on the grounds of protecting personal safety."

"According to Fultest, Vigima seems to have appeared in something horrible recently, killing the king's Knights' leader and royal counselor, the wizard of Zerikan."

"One of the rare overlords in the North asked the association for help. This was a great opportunity to ease the relationship. The association immediately allocated the three warlocks closest to Vigima-" Coral rubbed his eyebrows, "Karias's sorcerer, Keira Metz, and Ferkat of Hidalis."

"Where is Hidalis?"

"To the north of Kellac, not far from me. Fecart is extremely in control, and when Vigima is closer to the center of power, he abandoned Hidalis."

"As for the last, very young but gifted sorcerer, Tris Meligod, the 'little girl' of Maripo."

"Tris?" The witch hunter was stunned for a moment, and the past experience of playing passed through his heart-

A girl with chestnut hair appeared in her mind, which really impressed him, no less than Yennefa.

"Roy, do you know her?" Coral raised her eyebrows.

"You have talked about it at the Temple of Meritelli, have you forgotten?" The Demon Hunter quickly explained, "Gerald mentioned her to me."

"Is that?" Coral relaxed its guard. "Tris and Yennefa have a good relationship, and Yennefa has been entangled with Geralt... Your explanation is indeed possible."

"When it comes to royal counselors, Roy, I must remind you solemnly. If you meet Kayla Metz, be careful not to be deceived by her beautiful face and elegant conversation, because-" Coral called out in an extremely disdainful tone, "She has no bottom line and shame!"

“…”

"Yes, she is pretty, but she has no concept of reserve. She is interested in all men. She is a woman who is 'ready to get pregnant at any time'. And there are rumors that she is fascinated by witch hunters recently..." The sorcerer's clear spring eyes glanced at Roy with a deep meaning,

"Don't worry, I won't have any entanglements with her," he was not interested in walking with Oaks.

"Tris... the reputation is good. You can contact her, but don't get caught by her. Hell... OK, I won't be kidding anymore, anyway, try not to get too entangled with her."

"Well……"

"Let's go back to the previous topic, you're the only one in the room?"

"Resor and the Oaks have gone to drink, and they will probably drink it overnight." Roy blurted out,

"That's great! You don't need to send the information here now." The sorcerer finished speaking, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the room, rolling up dust and curtains. A fist-sized vortex appeared in the air and expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a door burning with flames.

The sorcerer wrapped in a bath towel walked out of the portal and grabbed the still stunned witch hunter.

"How did your hands become smoother than women?"

"illusion!"

"Let's talk about it later, bring the information with me!" The sorcerer smiled and leaned into his ear, "You should fulfill your promise last time and teach me that trendy dance!"

She turned around, lit her toes on the ground, tightened the bath towel, revealing a delicate skin with an angelfish tattooed on it.

The witch hunter was pulled in by her in a daze, and then a giggle, a muffled sound, a splashing water, and an exclamation came from the Qianli Miles mirror.

"Roy! Why is there a dog in your hood?"
Chapter completed!