Chapter 162: Passerby in the Western Fantasy Adventure 11
On the way back, the two unexpectedly encountered a monster that was out hunting.
"Be careful!" Ivis quickly pulled Cathy behind him, raised his wand and instantly created an ice shield to block the two of them. "Bang" - the giant lizard with smelly liquid dripping from its mouth was knocked out, and the huge impact deformed its ferocious face.
The stench that hit her face made Cathy vomit. She raised her staff with a pale face and said in a murmur, "Ivis, what can I do?"
The monitor lizard shook its dazed head and continued to rush towards the two people. Its wide-open bloody mouth was filled with two rows of sharp teeth, each of which was as sharp as a handful and as big as half an adult's arm.
"Stay away and protect your own safety." Ivis's face turned pale. He raised his hand and another silver light condensed from the air. A group of ice arrows whizzed towards the scarlet eyes of the giant lizard.
Hearing this, Cathy hurriedly retreated. After reaching a safe area, she looked up and watched the battle from a distance. She felt relieved as she turned her cool bracelet. If Ivis fell into a disadvantage, she would run over and activate the fourth-level defense spell on Moss's Sigh.
At the same time, she also secretly regretted her own incompetence. If she had put more effort into her daily cultivation, she wouldn't be able to just watch helplessly now.
Um?
Her pretty face froze, she raised her hand and swung her staff to stab to the side. With a "puff", a sand scorpion was pierced through the body. Under the cold moonlight, one sand scorpion after another appeared in the sea of sand like chess pieces.
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Cathy's face turned purple, and she was in a state of panic. What was going on? Did she disturb the scorpion's nest? !
A monitor lizard roared in the distance. Its entire body was pierced by a huge ice cone and it fell heavily to the ground. As the ice cone dissipated, the blood coagulated in the wound flowed along the blood hole and soon flowed into the dense sand layer.
Cathy held her wand and waited, but she saw that the sand scorpions that were originally crawling towards her changed direction and crawled towards the dying giant lizard in the flowing moonlight.
"Don't just stand there, move quickly." Ivis's usually straight robe was torn in several places, and a small wound on his neck was bleeding. He looked as if he had just rolled in the sand, looking extremely sick.
He panted, took Cathy's hand, and rushed towards the branch without stopping.
"As the smell of blood spreads, more and more monsters will gather here." Cathy, who was holding his hand, felt very calm after listening to his explanation.
More and more roars of monsters could be heard in the moonlight, but she didn't feel scared at all. Perhaps this was the confidence that came from having a partner who could share her life and death with her?
However, she turned her head to look at the battlefield that was gradually receding, with a cold light in her eyes. She secretly reminded herself that this was the last time. It seemed that the previous peaceful and stable worlds had paralyzed her nerves. You know, she was also a ruthless person who chopped off the heads of zombies one by one.
That's so lax!
I will make a training plan when I get back, and try to kill the monster's head with one sword as soon as possible. Well, I don't know whether Uncle Hogg is willing to accept me as his apprentice.
Fortunately, the two of them did not walk too far today. After about a quarter of an hour of rapid walking, they saw the sea buckthorn forest standing alone in the sand.
Ivis felt relieved and looked down at Cathy who was hurrying on her way. Her neatly combed red hair was scattered on her shoulders in a messy manner, and the cute swirl in her hair swayed in his eyes from time to time.
He was generally satisfied with today's adventure, although there was a small incident in the middle, but the girl's performance was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations.
Facing the attack of the monitor lizard, Cathy did not scream, nor did she overestimate her own abilities and cause trouble for herself. Instead, she followed his instructions and stayed away from the battlefield. She also did not relax her vigilance of the surrounding environment and protected her own safety well.
Being able to understand “human language” is a rare advantage.
His calm face twisted slightly as he recalled the memories of going on missions with other female mages.
Well, Cathy still has the potential to be my partner.
It's just that the old man in my family is too overprotective of Casey. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, the enemy will not show mercy just because you are a woman.
On the contrary, he narrowed his eyes. Some despicable rogues like to bully female mages who lack combat experience.
Rumors often circulate in the imperial capital about mages who challenge mages who are one or even several levels higher than themselves. Those tasteless male mages rely on their rich combat experience to humiliate those female mages who have just been promoted. After being verbally humiliated and teased, the female mages will angrily accept the challenge, but in the end they will be defeated because of their lack of practical experience, and become tools for those with ulterior motives to gain fame.
Of course, there are male mages who have failed before, but those are extremely rare cases.
The current situation of the Mage Tower is that the over-protection of these female mages has resulted in a situation where their levels and combat power are extremely mismatched.
My old man also has this tendency now. The best defense is offense. The best protection for Cathy is not to trap her in a protective array for her whole life, but to make her strong enough to face the wind and rain alone. Then, no matter if she is a half-blood or a monster, we will fight her if she refuses to obey.
Only strength and fists can make her truly safe. When she can kill one enemy at a time with her staff, everywhere is her safe zone.
From the moment his hometown was destroyed by the monster tide, he deeply understood this truth.
At this moment, the brain waves of the young man and the girl under the moonlight were surprisingly consistent.
After returning, Cathy first lit the fire in the fireplace. The honey orange flames quickly dispelled the coldness on her body.
As soon as Ivis entered the room, he couldn't wait to go back to the room. After the battle, he felt that his whole body was almost pickled by the fishy breath of the monitor lizard. The smell was like the smell of rotten eggs that had been rotten for a month mixed with the smell of rotten garlic.
He didn't feel anything during the battle, but once he stepped into the place that made him feel safe, his mind relaxed instantly. The stench like maggots clinging to his bones almost suffocated him.
Unable to wait to boil water, he directly took a bucket of cool water back to the room. Fortunately, he was an ice magician, so this little bit of coolness was nothing.
When he came out, the stove in the kitchen was bubbling with steam. Next to the orange fire, Cathy was sewing with needle and thread to mend the cloak that was torn when she went out today. This cloak was made of the skin of a cloth snake, which could effectively isolate most of the heat in the sand. Of course, it was also very expensive.
She sewed very carefully and even embroidered a cute gray sparrow on the damaged area.
After sewing the last stitch, she tied a knot neatly and hid the excess thread on the back. Then she unfolded the cloak. No trace of mending could be seen, as if there had always been a bird on it.
"You still know how to do this?"
Huh, Cathy was startled by Ivis' sudden voice. She rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Don't you know that scaring others can kill them? Can you make a sound first next time?"
As she spoke, she carefully patted her slightly curved chest, muttering "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
Ivis tilted his head in confusion, sat beside her and marveled at her craftsmanship, making a puzzled "squeak" sound.
Cathy was stunned at first, then she laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at the serious-looking young man in surprise. Perhaps he had just finished a shower, his black hair was half wet and draped over his head, which actually revealed a bit of obedience.
"Okay, when did you come out? I made some carrot soup. It's very light. Do you want to try it?"
After a fight with a smelly monitor lizard, neither of them had any appetite for meat.
"OK."
Ivis took a sip from the steaming bowl. The soup tasted sweet, and the warm flow along his esophagus miraculously soothed his heart.
Through the mist, he looked at the girl who was squinting her eyes and looking like a satisfied little cat. Well, it was the feeling of home that he had been away from for a long time.
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