Chapter 3162 Treatment

magic?

I'm amazed at the brain circuitry of the Blue Witch.

This is so frightening, isn’t it?

Those are humans eroded by the curse!

By the way, what is the curse?

I asked the blue witch curiously.

Because I am a warrior adventurer and I am not proficient in magic. Even the few magics such as fire element magic were learned temporarily before coming here.

Although my magic power is huge and almost inexhaustible, not long ago, I was a pure physics adventurer with a magic power of only 100.

Since I had no magic power before, my understanding of magic knowledge was limited to the scope of conventional knowledge. Compared with pure magicians, I was illiterate.

When it comes to advanced magical knowledge such as curses, I naturally have to consult experts.

But when I asked the question what the curse was, the answer I got was - "I don't know either."

Yes, the Blue Witch told me calmly that she didn’t know what the curse was.

So I asked again: "You are not an elemental magician, are you?"

"Yes," said the blue witch, "but who stipulates that elemental magicians must know curses?"

This makes so much sense, I am speechless.

There was nothing I could do, so I had to consult Yura while we were on the phone at night.

Yura's answer was simple and insightful: Curse is a kind of long-lasting magic.

Faced with such a simple and incisive answer, I was even more confused.

I don't even know what magic is. You tell me that curses are long-lasting magic. How do I understand this?

So I shifted the question to what magic is. Yula was quite speechless about this. After a long silence, she told me: "Give up, Xiaoyi, you are only suitable to be an honorable warrior."

These words shocked me so much that I almost shouted: My current magic value is hundreds of times more than yours, and you actually asked me to give up magic?

However, the fact is that I really have no talent for magic. Even my adventurer talent is biased towards physical attacks.

Well, since you can't get the answer, let's put it aside and continue researching when you have time.

After hanging up the call, the Blue Witch was dissatisfied with my refusal to pursue the question tirelessly. She said that I had no perseverance and no patience, but in fact, Yura was the one who was truly impatient.

After a night, early the next morning, as soon as I went downstairs, I met the hotel owner with a flattering smile on his face.

The boss was holding a bag of snacks and two large glasses of freshly squeezed juice.

When he saw me coming downstairs, he hurriedly came to greet me, forced me snacks and juice, and then watched me go back to the room with a flattering look on his face.

This set of operations made my head full of questions, and I had no idea what he was doing.

While the Blue Witch and I were eating, we couldn't help but discuss this matter.

The Blue Witch’s idea is: Have you caught something against the boss?

However, the fact is that before this, the hotel owner and I had never met, and there was no possibility of any interaction.

Then the blue witch asked me again: Does the boss have an average-looking daughter?

I thought to myself, have you read too many romance novels? I made it very clear that the boss’s expression was flattering and flattering! Not appreciation!

Then, the Blue Witch was speechless.

She is actually quite simple, and it is not easy to think of these things.

After thinking in silence for more than ten minutes, I suddenly had an idea: "Could it be that the identity of the apostolic envoy has been exposed?"

When these words came out of my mouth, the Blue Witch and I looked at each other, feeling affirmation in each other's eyes.

That should be the case.

In fact, I should have thought from the beginning that the relationship between the middle-aged bard and the hotel owner should be very close, otherwise the hotel owner would not introduce me to him.

And close relationships mean message sharing.

Perhaps some worthless information does not have the value of sharing, but the information of the apostolic envoy is the most precious resource besides the apostles.

Since the middle-aged troubadour can't please me, I'll replace him with an innkeeper.

Anyway, the relationship between them is irreconcilable. If one party eats meat, the other party also has soup to drink.

It's just that they didn't expect that my identity was actually fake from the beginning. No, it shouldn't be said to be fake, but the obscenity of a middle-aged troubadour.

Because from the beginning, I just said that it was the apostles who sent me to ask, not that I was the apostles’ envoy.

But since the other party has already misunderstood, if you clarify it at this time, not only will the other party not believe it, but it will also cause more trouble.

Instead of doing this, it's better to wear this fake identity and live happily in the town for a while.

Of course, the carefree and happy I am talking about does not mean running wild, but enjoying the treatment that this status deserves.

No one would ask for confirmation anyway, because ordinary humans had no chance to have a direct conversation with the apostle.

Thinking of this, the Blue Witch and I couldn't help but smile - a lewd smile.

In the following days, we lived a very happy life in the town.

Eating, shopping, preparing supplies, going home to sleep, no matter where we went, the adventurers in the battle would avoid us intentionally or unintentionally, determined not to spread the fight to us. When buying things, we didn’t even need to line up. Because the two of us stood together, we formed a team of our own - the VIP team.

After about two days of fussing, the Blue Witch had had enough of this kind of life, and she still felt that it was better to keep a low profile. Even if she was invisible to everyone, it was much better not to attract attention everywhere.

So we packed up our things and left quietly while the boss was away.

The hotel owner knows what will happen after we leave, and we can't control it, but I believe he will lose his temper. After all, in his opinion, we are the most valuable resources in the entire town. If he could, he would hate me. We would be happy if we could live in a hotel together for the rest of our lives.

The locomotive moved forward again.

On the road, wild flowers are blooming and green grass is abundant. There are only a few trees and not many wild animals. However, the herbaceous plants, especially mushrooms, are growing in patches. It is a wonderful sight.

After parking the car, I came to the edge of the mushroom bush, pulled out a mushroom, put it under my nose and smelled it. It had a very refreshing smell.

I tested the soil again with my hands. Well, it was very moist. It seemed like there had been a heavy rain a few days ago.

By the way, why don’t I remember it rained heavily a few days ago?

With a question mark on my face, I took the mushrooms, returned to the car, and consulted the Blue Witch.

The latter was even more confused than me: "It's raining? When did it happen?"

After seeing the mushroom, the Blue Witch was quite interested and always wanted to smell it.

I quickly threw the mushrooms aside and warned her: "Don't eat mushrooms you don't recognize casually, as it can cause accidents."

The blue witch asked curiously: "What happened?"

"It can range from being poisoned at a mild level to belching farts at a severe level."

Hearing this, the blue witch shivered and gave up the idea of ​​stealing mushrooms.