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After resting for a period of time in the city that Cynthia prepared for them, the witches finally regained their vitality slowly, and began to feel in the mood to transform their new territory, and observe these protoss who always called them allies by the way.

In their memories, the Protoss has always been mysterious, and apart from their relatively outstanding appearance, they have never heard of them possessing any powerful strength.

But after observing during this period of time, they were surprised to find that the strength of the Protoss should not be underestimated. The light spells used by the Protoss are very reminiscent of the Goddess of Light, and even the witches already have a kind of power that the Protoss actually possesses. The same powerful impression as the two races of werewolves and elves.

They even discovered that the knight next to the human city lord who had been mixing with the protoss was not to be underestimated.

The witches were surprised at how the gods and humans had grown to such an extent under the eyes of the blood race, but they felt a sense of security in their hearts.

After all, if the two "neighbors" around you are not weak, they will also feel very secure.

On the carriage, when Cynthia said that the Slade sea area was their common territory with humans, Betty thought that the humans were referring to the Lord Susan and her knights, but it was only later that she realized that the "humans" referred to Terran.

That very weak human race has always been controlled by the blood race.

In the several cities near the Slade sea area, except for the two occupied by witches and the gods, the rest are inhabited by humans. After Cynthia and the others captured these cities and cleaned up the blood race, many wandering Human beings who fled or fled came here one after another. In just one month, tens of 10 people had already arrived, and even the deserted villages and towns near the city were all occupied by humans.

Rescuing mankind and changing this continent has always been Betty's dream. Seeing it slowly being realized by Cynthia, Betty's heart is filled with joy.

After regaining her vitality, Betty did not follow the clansmen to explore the surrounding environment of the territory, but took Chelsea all day long to Manden City, the territory of the protoss, to find Cynthia.

Chelsea has an introverted personality, and likes to digest all emotions silently by herself. After reuniting with Cynthia, she put away her frustrated side and returned to the little witch who likes to keep a straight face.

Most of Manden City is a gorgeous castle. Betty stood on the terrace with her head poked and looked at the humans practicing swords in the open space below with great interest. According to Cynthia, these were knights trained by their gods.

"Will they be as powerful as the knights beside Susan in the future?" Betty turned her head to look at Cynthia who was drinking tea at the table, and said enviously, "It would be great if I could also practice swordsmanship."

But it's a pity that her strength is too small, and her physique is not up to the requirement.

"The witch's witchcraft is also very powerful, Betty." Cynthia pinched a few petals from the basket of roses on the table and put them into the steaming cup, then pushed the cup to the opposite side, beckoning Betty to come and drink , "Doris taught me this, she said it's called rose tea."

These roses were all picked by Doris and the young children of the family in the garden.

There was originally a large vacant lot on the northwest side of Manden City. Daxi couldn't figure out what to build here, so she simply turned the land over and transformed it into a big garden. Chloe planted a lot of seeds here. , and asked the elf to cast a small spell, and then there was such a basket of roses in Cynthia's room every day.

Even if you make a hundred pots of tea, you can't run out of roses.

Betty walked over and sat down. When she mentioned witchcraft, she couldn't help sighing, and her eyes were a little confused. "If witchcraft is powerful, why did the patriarch and elders still die at the hands of the blood clan?"

She has little faith in witchcraft now.

"Witchcraft only lacks some offensive power, but its role in other aspects is very important." Seeing Betty's bewildered face, Cynthia shook her head slightly, and said earnestly: "You have to find its advantages."

Betty scratched her head, half understanding.

When Chelsea, who was sitting on the other side, heard Cynthia's words, her expressionless eyes flickered for a moment, and her spirits gradually increased.

There were footsteps coming from outside the door suddenly, Daxi walked in with a staff, and when she saw Betty and Chelsea, she nodded casually and said hello, then went to sit next to Cynthia, and put the staff in her hand Put it on the table.

"I've tested it, and the power of light spells used with this staff will double." Darcy leaned on the chair and glanced at Chelsea, "I heard that this staff was made by a witch. ?”

Cynthia touched the gem on the top of the staff, nodded and said, "That's right."

"Where did the material come from?" When she got the staff, Daxi studied it carefully, and even asked Chloe to study it together. They all felt that the gemstone on the top of the staff was similar to their divine stone. There are some differences.

This gem cannot be unsealed with blood.

"The material for the staff was provided by Chelsea, and this gem was found in Susan's warehouse." Cynthia knew what Daci's intention was when she saw Daxi come in with the staff. She rubbed the cup in her hand and blinked. : "I guess there should be quite a few more in her warehouse."

Daxi and Cynthia looked at each other and smiled. She looked sideways at Chelsea and asked, "If I have all the materials, can I ask the witch to help us refine some more?"

She wanted to equip all the clansmen with a magic staff, so that their strength would also increase a lot.

Chelsea nodded expressionlessly, "Yes." She thought for a while, and then said, "You just need to provide the Bright Stone."

They still have a lot of materials for the staff.

After receiving Chelsea's promise, Daxi, who had just entered for a few minutes, left in a hurry to find Susan to ask for the Bright Stone. After she left, Cynthia looked down at the staff she had left behind, and suddenly thought of something. She would use it all the time. He took out his bright spar and asked Chelsea: "Do you think this gemstone can also be inlaid on the staff?"

Although the bright spar can be grasped with one hand, it is still not as convenient to use as a staff.

Chelsea reached out to take the bright spar, bowed his head to study for a while, and said uncertainly: "I can't say that well."

This bright spar looked inconspicuous, but when she held it in her hand, Chelsea realized that the power of light contained in it was actually so strong.

The stronger the power contained in the gemstone, the harder it is to find a staff material that can match it. Chelsea returned the bright spar to Cynthia, frowned and said: "I'll go back and ask the patriarch to see if they have anything that can be used in their hands. Matching staff material."

Cynthia put away the bright spar and replied with a smile: "Okay, it doesn't matter if you can't find it."

At worst, she continued to hold and use it like this.

Although Cynthia also moved into Manden City along with the other Protoss, she did not actually sleep here all night. The sky just had a hint, and she got up to bid farewell to Chelsea and Betty, and then carried the The basket of roses walked out of Manden City alone.

There used to be a barren forest outside Manden City. After the Protoss moved into Manden City, this forest miraculously rejuvenated overnight. The originally small dead trees grew into tall and thick towering giant trees. The lush branches and leaves make this area The woods looked very quiet and quiet.

Cynthia entered the woods with ease, and the elf guard standing guard on the top of the tree poked his head out from the lush branches and waving his hands to greet Cynthia very naturally.

Cynthia smiled back, and continued to walk deeper into the woods.

After walking in the woods for a while, a familiar staircase appeared in Cynthia's field of vision. Although she lived on Olivia's bridge every day now, it was obvious that the Elven Queen did not give her this "cohabitant" any privileges.

However, although she had to climb the long stairs every day, Cynthia didn't feel bored or impatient at all. On the contrary, her mood was very relaxed and joyful during the climbing process.

Could it be that she has a tendency to be abused?Cynthia climbed the stairs, carrying her basket, amused at the sudden thought.

The length of the stairs that Cynthia climbed depends entirely on Olivia's mood. Generally, when she is in a good mood, Cynthia can climb to the top very quickly, but today the Elf Queen is obviously in a very good mood. Even after Cynthia came up, Olivia Wei Ya only gave her a back view.

Cynthia put the basket of roses on the ground, then stretched out, went to the bed and sat down, her long silver hair was spread softly on the bed woven with vines.

Olivia withdrew her gaze from the endless night sky, turned her head slightly, and glanced at the silver-haired protoss who was leaning on the bed and flipping through a book, her light green eyes slowly lowered.

Cynthia knew she liked quiet, so even though they were in the same space every night, it wasn't every day that they communicated.

They are doing their own things, but the atmosphere will not appear awkward.

This way of getting along unexpectedly made Olivia feel comfortable. Although she didn't want to admit it, she was indeed getting used to Cynthia's presence now.

It's just that she occasionally fell into doubts, wondering when she allowed this protoss to stay by her side.

It was so weird, it didn't seem like something she would do at all.

The basket containing roses exuded a faint fragrance. Olivia glanced at the delicately blooming roses inside, thought about it, and sent it to her in front of her with a whirlwind.

Every time Cynthia came over, she would bring a basket of flowers, and put them on the ground at will. The space under her bed was almost filled up. Olivia had never been interested in flower baskets, but tonight, for some reason, she came up on a whim. Let her suddenly want to smell the fragrance of flowers.

Even though it has been a whole day, the roses are still as delicate and fresh as when they were just picked. Olivia reached out and picked up a branch, lowered her head and sniffed, she was quite satisfied with the fragrance of the roses, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Less pronounced curvature.

Cynthia, who had been immersed in the book, raised her head and glanced when she heard the wind, and was surprised to find that Olivia was weaving a wreath. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, but her eyes softened a little unconsciously.

Cynthia stared at Olivia's profile for a while, and when she saw Olivia suddenly sideways to avoid her sight, she smiled softly, and she turned her gaze back to the book, but the pages in her hand were It hasn't been turned over for a long time.

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