Chapter 689: First Contact

Using this multicolored magic stone ring, Number Seventy-Six was able to observe the witch's "conversation" with the gods as she cast her magic. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It was like a shallow orange light, connecting the witch with the vastness of the sky.

In fact, not only witches, but if the literature is correct, the devil and some hybrid beasts should also see such an orange light.

The gods have no mercy on the world.

Every time she thinks about it, it makes her feel extremely worried.

Compared to the endless number of devils, witches are really not a powerful race, they cannot inherit or cultivate, they rely entirely on luck to awaken, and their magic power is far inferior to that of the enemy.

Luckily, keys aren't meant to be.

They can alter the key itself through high-level awakenings, in order to gain greater power from the gods.

Since leaving the Dawn Kingdom, Seventy-Six has observed the orange light of Amy, Annie, and the hero, and among the three, the hero is the strongest, and Annie is the weakest, but overall the difference is not much, almost the thickness of a finger, and it is still far from the requirement to activate the Damnation Instrument.

She had reason to believe that the Chosen One must be a high-ranking witch.

Suddenly, the cabin door was pushed open, and Yoko, the ambassador of the Grey Keep, walked in. He raised an eyebrow and walked over to the bedside, "The smell of this herb...... It smells worse than a pit. How did they use such a stinky thing as medicine?"

"Probably those crew members think that the plague will also dissipate in the face of this stench. Seventy-Six smiled reluctantly, "But my body is indeed much better, at least the scratches are scabbed." ā€

Of course, it is not the medicine that is relied on, but the extraordinary body of the Divine Punishment Army.

"If that doesn't work, I'll definitely put their heads in the pit so that the guys can smell what the potion I made smells like," Joko sat down on a bench.

"The sailors are so pitiful," she said softly, "I heard Amy say that you asked them if they had any cure. ā€

"Ahem, cheating the nobility is a felony in itself, and that's their own fault. The ambassador spread his hands and said, "If you really can't answer, you can say hot water and honey orally." That doesn't heal the wound, but at least the patient leaves with a smile on his face - ah, I'm not talking about you. ā€

The 76th couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, during the long voyage, the ambassador would come to visit her once a day, not much time, but they did have a good conversation. She found that Yoko may be a mortal with no strengths, but when it comes to female **, he is more humorous than most nobles, and even in Tachira, he should not be unknown. Since losing most of her senses, verbal communication is one of the few pastimes she can enjoy.

After chatting for a while, the other party was uncharacteristically silent.

Seventy-six thought for a moment, propped up his body with one hand, and asked tentatively, "My lord, do ......you need me to serve you?"

"I've said it so many times, and you're no longer my maid. Don't just talk about serving people, you're a free citizen of Greycastle now, you know?" he said, "What's more, you're still injured, I'm not one of those high-class nobles with pathological hobbies. ā€

"And you have something to say to me?"

Hearing this, Yoko's expression changed slightly, and he cleared his throat, "Uh...... I do have a question for you. After arriving in the new royal capital, how do you plan to spend the rest of your life?"

"Hmm...... Go to the tavern and be a waitress in the casino. Seventy-six tilted his head and said, "If the witch can heal this body." ā€

As long as you can stay in Neverwinter, it doesn't matter what you do. She has already taken the Dawn Witch line, and sooner or later she will meet the other members of the Witch Alliance.

"You should do something else," Joko discouraged, "and now that you're out, don't go back to the old ways." ā€

"But Black Money didn't teach me anything other than serving men. Even if you want to be a guard, the severed limb should not be as flexible as before. ā€

"Neverwinter will teach you, I've heard His Majesty say that his city can offer a formal job to everyone. At this point, Joko paused slightly, "If you have any difficulties, you can come to me at any time - as long as I haven't left the West. ā€

He hesitated for so long, just to say something? Seventy-Six couldn't help but sigh a little, when she was in the Dawn Kingdom, she clearly knew how much the ambassador was afraid of trouble, and it was probably very difficult for him to make such a promise.

"Hmm...... I'll try," she said, looking down, "thank you." ā€

......

Four days later, the sailors brought good news that they had finally arrived in a new city west of the Grey Keep, Neverwinter.

The witches all gathered in Seventy-Six's room, somewhat uneasily awaiting further instructions. Anne was the most anxious of all, and from time to time she opened the window panels and glanced at the pier, estimating that if she noticed something wrong, she would not hesitate to jump into the icy river with everyone.

The first thing Seventy-Six felt was the noise, the high-pitched honking of the horns one after another, and the rattling of the river against the ship's side, as if countless boats were passing in front of and behind them.

It's the month of demons, how can the docks be as lively as midsummer?

It's a pity that she can't move at the moment and can't see the scene outside the window.

"Sister Anne, why can't those ships see sails?" said Amy, surprised.

"Probably a sailor is paddling below deck," Anne's footsteps suddenly paused, leaning sideways closer to the window, "Quiet, someone is coming." ā€

"Are there a lot of people?" Broken Sword asked nervously.

"There are only four of them, not like they're here to get us," Anne frowned, "and...... All are women. ā€

"Are they all witches?" Amy stood up, "I knew Mr. Ambassador didn't lie to us!"

"The members of the Bloodfang Society are also witches, but they are not of our kind," she said in a deep voice, "just like before, looking at my eyes and gestures. ā€

"Hmm," everyone nodded in unison.

Soon, there was a knock on the door of the cabin, and the four people in Anne's mouth walked into the house one by one, and the red-haired woman led by them said with a smile on her face, "Welcome to Neverwinter, sisters from afar!"

Probably didn't expect the other party to be so enthusiastic, Anne couldn't help but be stunned, and even No. 76 was quite surprised. Know that even in Tachira, where witches hold a lot of power, welcoming new Awakened people is not so casual...... Don't they distinguish between witches' abilities first?

It would be rude to compare a fighting witch to a non-combat witch.

At this moment, Seventy-Six suddenly noticed that one of the four people on the other side was looking straight at him, her impeccable appearance had proved her identity, and her sharp gaze seemed to be able to see through everything.