Chapter 282 Staying at Home

"Huh...huh..."

Annan, whose upper body was naked, kept breathing hard, as if he was about to collapse.

He didn't do any strenuous exercise. In fact, in the past fifteen minutes, he had been sitting cross-legged on the ground in the living room of his house.

"water."

Seeing Annan's tired look, the little girl beside him spontaneously handed over a bottle of mineral water.

Annan was too tired to even say thank you. He poured half a bottle of water on himself to cool down his overheated body, then took a sip of water and squirted it out, and then drank the remaining mineral water.

After resting for a while, he gradually recovered.

"Sure enough, this new skill is not so easy to master."

Annan is practicing some kind of technique that I don't know if it can be called magic.

Once, he entered a special state at the critical moment of life and death, which is what most people call bullet time.

Annan later understood that this state was not just due to the stimulation of adrenaline in his body. The main reason why he entered the bullet state at that time was his powerful spirituality.

Later, he thought that if he could control his spirituality, he might be able to actively enter bullet time, giving himself one more way to save his life.

However, there was not much progress in related attempts because he could not control his spirituality at all.

Spiritual inspiration only pops up naturally at certain times, and the rest of the time it seems like it doesn't exist.

But now it's different, now there's an irritating factor.

This key factor is naturally the little girl Beatrice beside him.

The little girl who can give Annan some special magical blessings should theoretically be able to stimulate spiritual development.

So, since it was possible and there was time, Annan went to test it.

In less than a week, the whole thing has made tremendous progress.

Under the influence of the little girl's blessing, which may or may not be considered black magic, Annan was initially able to control his hidden spirituality.

Then in the past few days, Annan mastered how to enter bullet time as if by instinct.

Everything is going very smoothly, but it can also be said to be full of bottlenecks.

Because the consumption of actively entering bullet time is really amazing.

When Annan puts himself into bullet time through spiritual stimulation, his mental and physical energy will be used as fuel. In just a few seconds, he seems to have run a marathon.

Because of this consumption, bullet time is really not a usable skill.

Annan felt quite regretful and regretful that he finally found a way to master bullet time, but this method was full of shortcomings and was of no use at all.

But he won't just give up. He is looking for ways to improve. As long as he can save a little more energy, Bullet Time can be used.

"Although, it doesn't matter even if it doesn't work."

Annan is not too obsessed with mastering the bullet time skill. If he doesn't, he won't have it, and it won't affect his future life.

It's just that he is free now and wants to try his best. If he doesn't succeed, he won't succeed, and he won't be successful.

"And if I want to use bullet time, the prerequisite is not that I have enough physical strength, but the existence of this girl."

Annan glanced at the little girl who was staying next to him obediently.

The magical blessing given by the little girl was very comprehensive, but because it was too extensive, it was initially difficult to stimulate Annan to master his own spirituality.

Annan asked her a little before whether this strange magical blessing could be concentrated on a single aspect, so that the power could be concentrated and concentrated instead of scattered.

Beatrice thought for a while and then said she could try.

After trying it, this is the result now, which means it is really possible.

After this incident and previous observations, Annan probably understood that the magic blessing Beatrice gave him was a very powerful but mediocre special magic, and should be a type of innate magic.

Beatrice can change the place of magic blessing according to her own thoughts. This is very close to the feeling of black magic driven by negative emotions, but it is not complete to say that it is black magic.

There is a limit to the number of times she can use the magic blessing, but it doesn't seem to consume much magic power, and it won't cause any bad effects on herself.

It may be that Annan didn't see it, or there may be other reasons. In short, it is difficult to judge whether this kind of magical blessing that can last for a certain period of time is a kind of black magic.

Annan didn't care if it was black magic. Anyway, he used black magic like drinking water. As the saying goes, if you have a lot of debt, you don't have to worry about it. It just works for you.

If there is no obvious impact, then there is no problem.

"Beatrice, do you plan to go to school?"

After Annan had rested, he suddenly thought of this and asked the girl what she meant.

Beatrice shook her head expressionlessly.

"I don't have to go to school, I don't have much time, and besides, I serve you."

"I just told you that I will let you live. As long as you remain obedient, I will find a way to let you live. Besides, what can a little girl like you do to serve me?"

What Annan wants is the girl's magical blessing. It is enough to come once a day. There is no need to continue to contact the girl the rest of the time. In this case, it is better to let the girl move freely.

Moreover, it would be even better if the existence of this girl could attract the attention of someone behind the scenes.

"I am different, my master, I understand that I cannot fit into ordinary society."

"What do you mean? Let's be clear. Don't do the Riddler like others."

Of course Annan knew how special this girl was, and he didn't want to force her, but he really couldn't understand what the girl said.

"I probably can't grow, I mean, my body can't grow."

This was the first time the girl revealed such a thing, which surprised Annan slightly.

"You can't grow? This is the first time I've heard of such a thing. That bastard didn't mention it in his research materials."

"Because this is not the influence of the superpower's body, this is the blessing of the chaotic witch."

Beatrice's dark eyes stared at her king quietly.

"Mikos don't need to change. Mikos don't need to grow. Mikos just need to be consistent. We are just guides to guide the king."

"I guess you didn't know this when I first met you, right?"

Annan didn't shy away and made eye contact with the girl.

He saw some clues.

"Yes, Gao Tian's voice has always inspired me."

Beatrice nodded in admission.

"This is the voice of revelation."

"I see. No wonder the White Knight calls the tyrant's miko the listener. There is indeed a reason."

Annan curled his lips.

"Okay, forget it if you don't want to go to school. Going to school isn't fun anyway. Just stay at home and be a otaku as you like. It's better than being a witch."