Chapter 38: Gryffindor? Bao Ying
Perhaps it is not Ian’s illusion.
After all.
Although the witch looked extremely angry, she never chose to take action. She just stared at Pandro and Ariana with a pair of angry eyes that seemed to be about to spit out fire.
"Ian! We are here to save you!"
Pandro held a long sword and was menacing.
Maybe.
Only Ariana, who had a more delicate mind, saw that Ian and Mara in the hall did not look like prisoners or criminals, and showed a shameful expression of "now they are in trouble."
"Pandro...it doesn't look like Ian was captured..."
She reminded Pandro in a low voice.
"Huh?"
Pandro showed a confused look.
"How is that possible! I heard that she likes to eat children the most!"
The super strong swordsman still wanted to stick to his own judgment.
“Kakaka~”
This is the sound of Witch Mara gnashing her teeth.
"Sorry, teacher, I forgot to go find them and tell them about my situation here." After Ian came back to his senses, he quickly stood up and smoothed things over.
“Get your friends out of my territory!”
The witch transferred part of her anger to Ian, but judging from her performance, she may indeed Pandro was full of fear when he intruded into his own territory.
“Huh?”
No matter how slow Pandro reacted, he heard Ian calling Mara Witch, his eyes suddenly became blank, and his face turned red visibly.
"Did I guess wrong..."
This "old ghost" who looked like a boy was at a loss for a moment.
Drawing the sword and looking around at a loss.
At this moment there seems to be a concrete picture.
The previous momentum that seemed to cut everything down has long disappeared.
"Ms. Mara, I'm sorry, we will help you repair this place." Ariana was immediately ashamed and began to bow to the Mara witch frantically to apologize.
"With his empty brain and you, an ignorant little guy? Thank God you were able to create a chair that people can sit on!"
Mara The witch looked gloomy and turned to look at Ian again.
“Let them leave! I don’t welcome them here!”
Finished.
The witch turned around with an ugly expression and walked towards the depths of the castle. Although her dress was not dragged on the ground as a rag, the missing corner was still very conspicuous.
"I don't want to stay here! The monster is here again!"
"It's so scary! So scary!"
"He must be trying to kill us again!"
All the tables, chairs and benches followed Long Legs behind the witch.
“This woman has such a bad temper!”
Pandro started complaining immediately after the witch left.
"Pandro, please say less. After all, it was our fault. We damaged a lot of her property." Ariana reminded her in a weak voice.
“Hmph, she wanted to catch me before, so this is a tie at best.”
Pandro was a little unconvinced.
Obviously.
He once dealt with the Mara witch.
"I think Teacher Mara is not that bad, right? She taught me a lot of knowledge." Ian walked to the door with some curiosity, and only then did he see the scene outside the door clearly.
There were fragments of armor scattered everywhere, and some half-body pieces of armor were crawling miserably on the ground, frantically trying to get as far away from Pandro as possible.
"Maybe, or maybe I had a grudge against her when I was alive?"
Pandro said with some uncertainty.
Just like Ariana.
He only remembered that he was here waiting for someone.
But I never waited. The longer the souls stay in this mysterious place, the vaguer their memories of the world will be, until they are completely forgotten, and the souls will have to embark on the next journey.
"No matter what, we definitely got into a big trouble this time."
Ariana sighed with an uneasy look.
"The worst we can do is give her a giant dragon. The one we met in the north was very ferocious in appearance. It only died a few years ago. It must be much more majestic than the scraps of metal like her."
< br>Although Pandro was still speaking harshly, he was not unaware that he had made a mistake.
"I will find a way to compensate Teacher Mara."
Ian patted Pandro on the shoulder.
He was quite moved by the "rescue" behavior of the two people.
No matter what.
Anyone who cares so much about his safety can definitely be considered a true friend - of course, maybe these two friends don't realize that no one can imprison him in the trance?
As soon as the time comes.
After all, he will be forced back to the living world...
"Are you learning magic from Ms. Mara?" Ariana asked curiously.
Ian nodded.
"Teacher Mara is very knowledgeable and helped me to be much ahead of other little wizards at the starting line of learning." He was not saying complimentary words against his will.
"That's great."
Ariana felt happy for Ian but also a little envious.
"Perhaps I can also bring you some magic textbooks."
Ian remembered that Ariana had always had some longing for Hogwarts.
"There is no use teaching her, magic has no meaning here."
Pandro shook his head beside him and said in a rather proud tone, "It's better to learn swordsmanship from me and chop whatever you want."
He said.
The super swordsman also gestured with the ordinary sword in his hand.
“I’ve killed all the invincible opponents in Twisted Illusion, and even that guy from your school...that Godric Gryffindor, can barely compete with me!”
< br>Good guy!
And sparred with the founder of Hogwarts?
"Do you know Godric Gryffindor?"
Ian became curious.
Although Teacher Mara seems to be very afraid of this friend, how can Teacher Mara compare with Gryffindor? That's the famous Hogwarts Sword Master!
Although there is no document recording how strong Gryffindor's swordsmanship is, after all, he is a legendary wizard who is evolving towards "Gandalf", and ordinary swordsmen are probably unlikely to be his opponents.
"I met him a few years ago, but he left quickly. That guy's swordsmanship was pretty good, so I remember him."
Pandro raised his head proudly and began to wave again. The long sword in his hand danced with several cool sword flowers, and he turned around to persuade Ariana to learn swordsmanship from him.
"You have all been dead for who knows how long. Aren't swordsmanship and magic useless?" Ian was almost cut off on the little toe of his foot by Pandro's sword.
“Yes.”
Ariana nodded helplessly beside her.
For the soul here.
They are not shy about talking about the fact that they are dead.
“It will be useful when you need it, trust me.”
Pandro spoke confidently.
“Well, when you took me up the mountain just now, you also told me to trust you...”
Ariana, however, was dumbfounded beside her.
“It’s different, it’s different.”
Pandro laughed awkwardly.
Perhaps to change the topic.
He immediately turned his head and looked at Ian with bright eyes.
"I heard from Ariana that you have started learning magic. We went to find you an entrance gift. Take a look. This is a good thing. I wouldn't waste that time on ordinary people!"
said.
Pandro took out something from his arms - it was an apple, like a gold cast, shining with dazzling brilliance even in the dark castle.
It seems like the fragments left by the sun in the world, and also like the ingenuity of the gods.
(End of this chapter)