Chapter 3226 The Heresies of the Blue Witch

I always thought that all the apostles who stayed in the demon world were from the side of the second apostle Held.

Now it seems that is not the case.

At least, not Casillas.

In other words, he is free.

After handing Tyrannosaurus King Bakar's reverse scale to him, he didn't do anything beyond my expectations. Instead, he directly poured his magic power into it and contacted Bakar in an unknown way.

Although I couldn't hear Bacal's voice, I could sense that Casillas had successfully established a connection with him.

After a short silence, Casillas regained consciousness and handed the reverse scale back to me.

"Have you contacted Bakar?" I asked knowingly.

"Yeah" Casillas responded.

"What did he say?" I asked.

"It's the same as what you said," Casillas said: "The monster sealed in the forest called the Forest of Elves does seem to be extremely powerful."

"What do you think?" I asked again, "Are you interested in taking a walk around the Elf Forest?"

Casillas pondered for a few seconds and said: "Forget it, I'm not interested in things that are too far beyond my cognitive scope. Besides, I don't want to die there without knowing anything."

"I thought you were a fanatic who would sacrifice your life for the pursuit of excitement."

"I am just a fighting maniac. I only pursue the ultimate in martial arts and the excitement of bloody battles with the enemy. I am not interested in all excitement."

"To be honest," I curled my lips, "I feel a little disappointed when I hear you say that."

"oh."

Casillas responded calmly.

"Hey, I said I was disappointed, why didn't you react at all?"

Casillas stopped and asked: "What reaction do you want from me?"

"At least it has to be that kind of person. A little lonely, a little lost, and eager to know the reason why I am disappointed in you. That's probably it."

"Haha" Casillas sneered: "It can't be done."

"Really, you have no acting spirit at all," I spread my hands and complained.

"I'm not an actor."

"It is foreseeable that your life must be very boring. I mean daily life except fighting."

"I don't think so."

"Maybe you really don't think so, but that's the fact," I said, "Believe it or not, if one day you find the girl you love and marry her, she will soon complain to you. Life is boring.”

Casillas suddenly stopped.

Just when I thought he would feel scared because of my words, unexpectedly, Casillas turned his head and said to me seriously: "This will not happen, because I am married to fighting."

Casillas's answer reminded me of those people who are married to work, career, or even handicrafts.

Of course, I say this without any discriminatory meaning. I simply feel that this kind of person lives a very self-centered life, which is also true in another sense.

"Okay." I raised my hand and expressed my surrender: "Since you choose to fight, I will no longer advise you."

"Very good." Casillas straightened up with satisfaction, nodded slightly, and said, "Thank you."

Back at the castle, the Blue Witch was chewing on a fat roasted chicken leg. When she saw me coming back, she stopped immediately with a look of disbelief on her face.

"Are you back?"

With the sound of chicken drumsticks hitting the plate, the Blue Witch said in disbelief.

"Yes, I'm back." I smiled and opened my arms. I smiled and said, "Girl, come here and give me a hug."

Fifteen seconds passed

A minute passed.

five minutes passed

The blue witch ignored my actions and continued to eat the chicken legs.

This reaction made me feel sad.

Hey, I always thought that I could train the Blue Witch into a good girl like Phoenix, but now it seems that all this is just my crazy dream.

A considerate and clingy girl like Phoenix is ​​not cultivated at all, but exists innately. It's just that I was lucky enough to meet her.

As for the blue witch training plan, hey, let’s forget it. As long as she doesn’t turn into the same Kailan every day, I’ll be satisfied.

The meal is over.

Casillas packed his bags and was ready to go out.

I asked him why he was going, and he said he was going to fulfill his promise.

I asked him again, is it difficult and does he need help?

Casillas shook his head and said that he was not asked to assassinate Held, but just to save someone, which was ridiculously difficult.

Although Casillas said it lightly, I don't think this is really a light thing. After all, this can be regarded as an act of grabbing meat from Held's mouth.

So I decided to discuss it with the Blue Witch first to see if I should help. After all, it was my mission to rescue the naughty Becky.

But the Blue Witch didn't want to leave, at least before leaving the Demon World, she didn't want to go anywhere else.

Although it looks empty and boring here, you can lie down leisurely every day and eat a variety of delicious food anytime and anywhere.

Although the food here is not as delicious as the barbecue I cook, it is far better than the chef in that large restaurant with a nameless name.

Moreover, the people here treated her very well, with all kinds of compliments and flattery, almost praising her to the heavens.

After hearing this, I couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"This kind of life can easily lead to corruption," I reminded her, "You don't want to become a cripple, do you?"

"Of course I don't want to be a useless person for the rest of my life, but I can consider becoming a useless person for a while."

She held a wine glass between her fingertips and lay leisurely on the lounge chair, shaking it gently.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt to this state once you return to Zephyr Continent."

"What can't you adapt to?" the blue witch said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a busy life? It's not like I haven't experienced it before."

"This is different." I shook my head and said, "There is a dungeon in the Zephyr Continent that has never existed in the Demon World. There are endless monsters there. As adventurers, our bounden duty is to constantly kill monsters and accumulate experience. , upgrade, and then kill stronger monsters."

"Such a cycle?" The blue witch frowned and looked at me with a complicated expression.

"Yes," I said, "and the cycle repeats."

"How boring." The blue witch curled her lips and said with a look of disgust: "It's like the life of a puppet that has been arranged."

"Then do you think that living a lazy life is not like living like a puppet?" I asked back.

"Of course" the blue witch took another sip of wine and said happily: "The life of a puppet is busy, boring and tasteless, but a lazy life is different, because laziness means enjoying comfort, but puppets cannot enjoy comfort. .”