Netheril’s Brilliance

Although there are only a few days before the arrival of the cold winter, the Grey Rain Country is still raining continuously, especially in the Grey Swamp. In almost everyone’s impression, this quiet swamp has never been cleared. It rains almost every day, it's nothing more than sometimes light rain and sometimes heavy rain. The gloomy rain cloud has been hovering over the swamp like a persistent vulture, and the dirty mud will always be hit by the rain. Muddy water splashed.

In fact, the climate of Grey Swamp does have the title of "Vulture Cloud and Rain". Its haze never stops lingering. The occasional clearing is just like an illusion.

It was about noon now. The apprentices in the Truth Division of the Grey Rain Country had already left the dormitory in the rain and headed to the cafeteria, but there was still no sound from the tutor area.

Regardless of the weather, all the official mages have been quietly staying in the underground laboratory recently. Perhaps the conflict between the red robe mages and the mages’ union has not yet passed, and the mentors of the truth are still silent. It looks like living in seclusion without asking about world affairs.

However, this kind of quietness is destined to only exist on the surface. In fact, the mage who can never settle down can always find himself something (trouble) in his free time, such as... Trying to study a master without his own strength The "masterpiece" of the strong!

"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at alchemy, and the precision of my brain is too high. It will be troublesome to use potions rashly, so...then it may be a little painful, just bear with me."

Under the dim light, Micaka said softly to Anya who was lying on the experimental platform.

The girl lying on the experimental platform was slightly disturbed and embarrassed. The dim light of Mijiaka’s laboratory had an ambiguous and hazy feeling. The silhouette of Mijiaka in a white robe under the light looked sharp and angular, with her head slightly tilted. Anya looked at Micaka's handsome face, who was carefully drawing magic runes, and couldn't help but bump into the deer.

"Oh, this is just accepting the kind help of Master Micaka, don't think about it!"

Anya turned her head to the ceiling with a flushed red face. At this time, the girl was only covered with a thin layer of fabric to cover the key parts. Her youthful and beautiful figure was already a little **** and graceful on the small experimental platform. At the same time, under the girl's body, Micaka's carefully padded soft cloth gave Anya a fluttering feeling like flying on a cloud.

"How could things become like this"?

Thinking of this, the shy Anya slightly tightened the white sheet with her fingers.

------split line-------

Just a few minutes ago, Anya, who was expecting, finally heard Micaka's "treatment" method:

The results of the "Cornibach Micro Magic Capture Apparatus" have come out, um...According to the data, Master Sai'an's transformation should be carried out in your brain, and only this part of your body organs There is a little bit of unusual magic remaining. Without the help of a detector, even a master-level powerhouse would probably ignore such a weak residual magic power............ Alas, it is truly a master-level powerhouse, this kind of cleaning residual magical power fluctuations The level is really beyond the reach."

At that time, Mijiaka looked very serious, and the parchment in his hand seemed to have the weight of a thousand gold.

"Big... Brain"?

Hearing Micaka’s description, Anya couldn’t help feeling a bitter cold rising from the bottom of her heart. When she thought that her mentor had conducted experiments on her own brain that she didn’t know what it was, Anya felt a mixture of nausea and fear. .

"Yes, this is the most troublesome thing... As for whether your soul is passive with certain hands and feet... I'm sorry, this can't be detected by my strength."

Putting the parchment in his hand into the fireplace to light it, Micaka's face slowly became a little bitter:

"Now, I am afraid I can only try to relieve your symptoms and find out the cause of the nightmare as much as possible. If you want to solve the problem completely... I am afraid that only Master Sai'an can have a solution."

Out of the sense of responsibility of a kind-hearted mage, even if there is a hint of curiosity in his heart, Micaka has repeatedly reminded Anya that this kind of imprudent "healing technique" is uncertain and dangerous, and he respects the girl’s right to choose. :

"Actually... My method is not necessarily appropriate, and there may be better choices... Once there is a problem in the treatment process, it will lead to...very serious consequences! I hope you can think carefully...".

In fact, Micaka hasn’t told Anya—if the punk-sai’an master left any self-destructive spells in Anya’s brain for secrecy—not only Anya will face death, but he may even encounter it. Danger.

But... Seeing Anya's face pale with fright, Micaka still didn't tell this guess.

Although she received a serious warning from Mijiaka, she was almost panicked. Lu Anya agreed with her unwaveringly. In other words, compared with the danger of death mentioned by Mijiaka, she couldn't bear the pain of the nightmare. .

"It doesn't matter, Master Micaka, please feel free to please, Anya... Anya will not regret it."

At that time, Anya, who had been tortured by nightmares and unprovoked fears, said this aloud almost without hesitation.

"...Well, the methods of a master spellcaster are really elusive, even I can't make any decent guarantees, but...Since I have promised you, I will try my best."

Under the dim magic light, facing Anya's trusting gaze, Micaka felt that his cheeks were a little hot. He reached out his hand and gently brushed a drop of crystal tears on the girl's face, then bent down and wiped Anya's head.

"Relax, I am here"!

--------split line----

"... Peace of mind, I am here... Ah, so shy..."

Anya lying on the experimental platform felt that her face must be redder than an apple. Every time she recalled these words of Micaka, the girl would feel her heartbeat suddenly increase.

"Well, Anya, are you ready?"

"Hmm? Hmm! Already...already possible"...

Hearing Micaka's voice, Anya quickly calmed her shocking mind, although the crimson on her white neck still betrayed the girl's inner shyness.

As the low spell sound gradually sounded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Anya only felt that the dim magical lights were gradually blurring. At this moment, only Micaka's gentle profile was left in the girl's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Anya, who was lying on the experimental platform and dared not to move, felt a slight tingling in her arm, and...the deep darkness slowly swallowed the light world.

"Micaka......likes you..."

Without fear or anxiety, at this moment, Anya felt that even if she was entangled in nightmares, she could still feel the warmth of the magic stove, the softness of the velvet under her body, and feel...a little bit of the sweetness of forbidden fruit.

Even if she fell into a coma, Anya was still at ease, because she knew that the handsome mage named Micaka...was by her side. ...

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