Chapter 211: It seems that the body has been hollowed out
The voice sounded, and the space in the corridor seemed to suddenly freeze, and an indescribable embarrassment erupted. The air seemed to be fluctuating and steaming, a beautiful atmosphere, rippling rapidly.
Nancy listened to the voice, and her whole body trembled slightly, and her face was flushed. But soon, with great perseverance, he suppressed the flush and turned into a calm and casual appearance, as if to say: I have seen a lot of this situation, and it is nothing......
However, Nancy's movements were still a little stiff, and she slowly turned her head to look at Richard, and said in a slightly out of tune voice: "That...... Late...... Good night. β
With that, Nancy rushed into the room and slammed the door to death.
Richard shrugged and returned to the room with a blank face.
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After returning to the room, Richard washed his face and hands in the shower room, ignored the sound of "popping", walked to the table in the room and sat down, took out the things from the spatial iron ring and began to prepare for research.
The things that are currently being researched are mainly the magic patterns on the inner wall of the drifting bottle obtained on the giant ship.
After a period of research, a lot of results have been obtained. The most important thing is to separate a basic magic pattern unit that can play a role from the magic pattern on the inner wall of the drifting bottle, and its effect is to accelerate recovery.
When he left the giant ship, Richard had already carved this magic pattern on the first ring, which also occupied the last bit of area of the outer ring of the first ring - if he wanted to continue to carve a new magic pattern on the first ring, he could only find a way on the inner ring.
And this price is completely worth it, the direct effect of the new magic pattern may not be as outstanding as spells such as "Wind Brute Force", "Wind Lightness", and "Pierce's Mental Sensitivity Technique", but the overall effect is not weak if the time is extended.
Speeding up recovery can not only speed up the recovery of injuries, but also speed up the recovery of physical strength, and even speed up the decomposition of lactic acid in muscles to a certain extent, and improve endurance recovery. This effect, combined with the "Bratin Boiling Technique", allows endurance to break through the limits of the human body.
Richard was confident that if the mysterious wizard who had killed Gregory reappeared, he would be able to achieve his desired goal more easily by having another "long-distance race" with the other party.
With this in mind, Richard was a little hesitant to depict the spell pattern of the "Baiting Boiling Blood Technique" on the No. 1 ring.
This...... Debatable.
But...... In any case, the magic pattern of "speeding up recovery" may seem inconspicuous, but it can play a small role in subtle ways.
To take the simplest example: Macbeth, he, Nancy, and Raymond rode almost sleeplessly from the port city to the city of Cairo. In addition to Macbeth, he, Nancy, and Raymond were all a little tormented, after all, the taste of their butts on the horse was very uncomfortable. In bumps, the thighs and saddle rub constantly, causing the skin to be scraped and the flesh to be blurred.
However, due to the effect of "speeding up recovery", within a few hours of arriving in Kailuo City, the bleeding on his thigh has stopped and blood has scabbed, and it is expected to heal by tomorrow morning. And Nancy and Raymond are afraid that it will only take a few more days to achieve similar results.
Especially Raymond, there is still strenuous exercise tonight, but I am afraid that not only will not reduce the injury, but may also aggravate the injury. Maybe by the time you follow Macbeth to complete this mission, you won't be able to return well. But...... That's not my concern.
Taking a deep breath and throwing away a series of cluttered thoughts, Richard sat down in his chair and studied the drifting bottle in hand. Try to separate the magic patterns of more functional units and use them.
Research Research Research Re-......
Soon, hours passed, Richard stood up, adjusted the light of the oil lamp, went to the bathing room, washed his face again, and sobered up.
Sitting back in his seat, and about to continue his research, Richard suddenly couldn't help but think: I don't know what Macbeth is doing now? The other party took the trouble to arrange "small gifts", on the one hand, it was a bad taste, and on the other hand, was it possible to entangle himself, Nancy, and Raymond, and then take the opportunity to do something big that he didn't want to reveal to the three of them.
What could it be?
I can go out of my body through meditation and take a look quietly, but ...... There's no need for this, after all, I'm just following along to do a simple task. It's better not to delay the time to continue researching, as for Macbeth, let's do his big things casually.
Richard's thought flashed through him, and he quickly regained his mind and continued to work. Turning the drifting bottle, he drew the magic patterns inside onto the papyrus scroll, and then analyzed it little by little......
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At the same time, in a seemingly ordinary room in the hotel.
Serious, big-go-getter Macbeth lay on the bed, his eyes wide open and looking upwards, pondering something.
In his arms, the young lady of the inn, who was as mature as a peach, was snuggling up to the birdβand the husband of the young lady had been kicked under the bed by the proprietress herself, and was now sleeping with the smell of alcohol.
The young lady arched Macbeth with her nose and said coquettishly, "Jones, what do you want?" Macbeth used a pseudonym and told the proprietress that his name was Jones.
"Well, it's nothing, I just want your husband to wake up soon, I should leave, right?"
"He?!" the young lady glanced disdainfully under the bed, and said loudly, "His body is about to collapse, don't look at him, he has secretly drunk half a bottle of wine, and he won't wake up this night." So we have a whole night to be happy. β
"One night...... Macbeth's eyes flickered, his expression was slightly weird, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch a little......
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Early in the morning, Richard, Nancy, and Raymond gathered in the lobby on the first floor of the inn, eating at a table in the corner.
Richard chewed his bread expressionlessly, thinking about some of the things that he couldn't figure out about studying the magic pattern last night.
Nancy lowered her head and drank the porridge, looked up at Richard and looked at the lower part of her neck without blinking, and thought of the events of last night, her ears couldn't help but burn, and then her expression froze, and she said: "What are you looking at?!"
"Huh?" Richard came back to his senses, realizing that Nancy had misunderstood something, "Uh, don't think about it, I was just thinking about something......"
"Forehead ......"
"Don't make a noise, ha-yawn-" Raymond yawned on the side, swallowed an egg with difficulty, lowered his head against the table, and muttered, "I didn't sleep well last night, let me rest." β
"Hmph. Nancy snorted, ignoring it.
"Anyway, Mistress Macbeth. Richard came back to his senses, glanced around, and said loudly, "Didn't you say that you would take us to the sword competition today, what...... Uh, here it is. β
When Richard finished speaking, Nancy and Raymond, who wanted to sleep, looked over, and saw Macbeth not far away, approaching.
The other party seemed to be normal, but his steps were a little slow, and in Richard's opinion, it seemed that his body was hollowed out.
The other party walked slowly to the table, sat down, coughed lightly, and said, "That ......"
"Huh?"
"Well, don't say anything, don't ask anything. Time is limited, you guys hurry up and finish eating, and we'll go to the sword fighting conference.
"Well, yes. Richard, Nancy, and Raymond hurriedly answered, and then asked a little strangely, "By the way, Lord Macbeth, don't you want to eat something?"
"Well, no, I've already eaten it. β
"Oh. The three of them nodded and said no more.
At this time, a guy from the inn, who came over with a thief's eyebrows, brought a bowl of steaming broth to Macbeth, and whispered: "That, this guest, this is the beef soup that our proprietress specially ordered to give you, it is a beef soup with spices and nourishing the body, and it is also one of the characteristics of our hotel, can you taste it?"
"Uh, yes. Macbeth replied calmly, sending the man away, his eyes calmly swept to the side, and he saw a wonderful young woman smiling at him, and retracted his gaze like lightning.
Scooping a mouthful of broth with a spoon into his mouth, Macbeth swallowed it half-loudly, and then said to Richard, Nancy, and Raymond with a serious face: "The beef in their hotel is not fresh, when you leave in a while, you bring your luggage, and we will change hotels tonight." β
"Forehead ......"
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