Chapter 37 Venetia (Thanks to the Silver Alliance Leader of Yi Dao Zhan Zhan)
Faced with Old Wells's call, the visitor turned a deaf ear.
The black-robed wizard following the three old Wells laughed coldly when he saw someone arriving.
"I didn't expect to be so lucky. I was able to collect all the gray-robed wizard scalps required for the mission in one wave... It's really good."
When Old Wells heard the cold laughter, sweat broke out on his face.
He knew very well the strength of his companions.
Although he is an intermediate wizard apprentice, he rose through the ranks by taking drugs in just a few months.
Usually, apart from studying runes, he indulges in physical training and does not practice any spells. He is too young and is far from the age where he can perfectly transform his spiritual power into combat effectiveness.
And even if they reach that state, the black robes who fought out of conspiracy and blood cannot be dealt with by wandering wizards like them who have no serious inheritance and no special training.
Maybe your strength is one or two small realms higher than the opponent, but your life is easily taken away during the fight.
During the invasion of the Dark Witchland that Old Wells experienced when he was young, he had seen too many similar examples.
"You go quickly, let Ronan take you away!"
Old Wells made up his mind and pushed out Venetia and Cheryl beside him. He turned around and took the initiative to meet the black-robed wizard behind him.
Cheryl's heartbreaking cries suddenly sounded, and Old Wells' heart couldn't help but tremble.
The next second he was resolute, took a deep breath, endured the pain and began to recite the spell quickly.
However, before Old Wells could spit out a few spell syllables, an inexplicable energy wave rose behind him.
The terrifying sound of breaking through the air came from far to near.
When Old Wells saw the black-robed wizard directly in front of him who was staring at him with a sneer on his face, he suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost. His expression suddenly changed, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.
At this time, something quickly passed over Old Wells' head. The howling wind blew Old Wells' robe like a sail, and his white hair was flying wildly. "Boom!"
A huge, dark blue and nearly black energy light ball quickly hit the fleeing black robe, exploding energy aftermath visible to the naked eye. The surrounding vegetation was trembling, and leaves were falling down.
"Shua" ——”
A figure quickly ran past Old Wells, and ran quite skillfully to the deep pit where the black-robed wizard disappeared. He rummaged through the debris on the ground for a while, picked up a few things and quickly stuffed them into his arms.
After doing all this, the man came towards them.
He walked up to them, looked at the three of them, with an expression of relief on his face, and then asked.
"Oh, by the way, where is Jacob? Isn't he with you guys?"
Old Wells stared blankly at the young, handsome, familiar yet extremely unfamiliar face in front of him. He subconsciously opened his mouth...but couldn't say a single word.
"I looked around and couldn't find anyone? There's no one at home either."
Ronan frowned slightly, and after weighing it for a while, he finally decided: "Forget it, leave him alone."
The forest is now full of dangers, with black robes and monsters appearing at the same time. It is impossible for him to take others on an adventure for the sake of a missing Jacob.
Looking up, the three old Wells people they had just rescued were still staring at him with shocked and stunned eyes.
In fact, it was mainly Old Wells. Old Wells was the closest to him. After he showed his strength, he naturally received the biggest impact.
Ronan suspected that before that, in Old Wells's mind, he might still be the second-level apprentice, a little fat man who ran and exercised every day to get rid of the problem of energy particle erosion.
"Are you hurt?!"
Ronan noticed the ugly expression on Old Wells's face.
"Caught by a spell"
Old Wells insisted: "It's okay, I can't die."
Ronan thought for a while, then leaned down and said, "Come, I'll carry you."
Old Wells hesitated for a moment, and finally lay on Ronan's back.
"Thank you, Ronan." Ronan heard Wells's complicated gratitude, shook his head, and hugged little Cheryl as well.
Ever since he was promoted to proficiency in [Ascetic Body Training], his strength has become astonishingly great. Compared with serious knights, he doesn't know how. Anyway, Ronan himself thinks it's quite exaggerated.
The weight of an old man and a young man was not a burden to him at all.
Take a few people with you and turn back in the direction you came from.
After running for a while, Ronan suddenly noticed that Venetia in the team had not followed.
When I ran back and took a look, Venicia seemed to be in something wrong.
Ronan stretched out his hand and pulled off the hem of her robe, and saw that one of her ankles was swollen like a steamed bun, and he didn't know when it had been twisted.
"Why didn't you say you were hurt?"
Ronan couldn't help but frown.
Venicia bit her lip, lowered her head and said nothing, like a child who made a mistake and was scolded.
"Forget it, come up too! You're the only one left."
Seeing her like this, Ronan didn't feel like saying anything more, so he reached out and picked up Venetia, holding her in his arms on the other side.
Venetia's shy resistance was like scratching an itch for Ronan, but he was slightly startled by another point.
Ronan discovered that Venetia's figure was quite impressive!
Normally covered by loose and baggy wizard robes, it was really impossible to tell at all.
After running for a while with the three people in their arms, and feeling that they were far away from the place where they encountered the black robe, Old Wells asked Ronan to put him down.
What he meant was that he hoped Ronan could conserve his energy.
In fact, Ronan felt that he was fine. After running with three people for so long, he was sweating a little. Fighting and other things were no problem at all.
But Old Wells insisted, and he put the three people down.
After finding some medicinal powder at a nearby material storage point to heal their injuries, and then using a one-handed sword to cut a few branches and canes, the injured old Wells and Venetia were finally able to move normally.
In fact, there was still a long way to go out of the forest at this time, but at least we were far away from the most dangerous area, and everyone felt a lot more relaxed.
Because of the experience of hugging her just now, Ronan couldn't help but glance at Venetia subconsciously along the way.
Through secret observation, Ronan discovered that Venetia's facial features hidden under her thick flaxen hair seemed not bad, and even a little good-looking.
It's just that her skin is really bad.
Dark yellow, rough, without luster, like a peasant woman who has been farming all year round.
This flaw greatly reduces Venetia's appearance.
"It's a pity that this figure could have reached ninety points."
Ronan secretly regretted it.
Regardless of appearance, he actually has a pretty good impression of the wizard girl Venetia.
At the funeral of the original wizard Potter, Venetia sang to comfort the traumatized Cheryl, and her gentle motherly behavior left a deep impression on him.
Later, he and Wells Sr. adopted Cheryl together, and it was said that they did not take anything left by Potter. She was definitely an extremely soft-hearted and kind-hearted girl.
Maybe it was because Ronan had just carried him for a while, or maybe Ronan's secretly observing behavior was discovered.
Ever since she took over the stick from Ronan, Venetia had been blushing and lowering her head, as shy as a rabbit being manipulated.
They were running all the way without paying much attention. After Ronan and his party slowed down, they realized how chaotic the treehouse area was at this time.
Thanks to the Yidao good brother Baiyinmeng, add an additional chapter
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