Her head was dizzy.
When Mary regained consciousness again, she was already in a quiet and peaceful bedroom.
The bed was soft, and the silky bedding even had a familiar body odor.
When Mary opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the ceiling illuminated by the light.
This was a stone tower, and the ceiling was naturally made of stone as well.
The surface of the ceiling was smooth and flat, a greyish-white color. There were also tiny metallic particles within. With such obvious external characteristics, Mary was able to identify its composition at a glance.
This was Iron Rock, an ordinary stone commonly used to build tall buildings.
Although Iron Rock was a type of natural ore, its hardness was not inferior to that of Magic Iron Alloy. If not for the fact that it lacked the necessary elemental resistance, it would have been one of the best materials to build the Wizard's Pagoda.
But at that moment, the bright elemental light on the ceiling illuminated a tall and imposing figure.
Mary tilted her head and immediately saw the familiar back of the figure at the side of the house.
The sky outside the tower was filled with stars.
In front of the narrow window, Grim was sitting upright.
A black Wizard Robe was draped over his body, his dark red hair flowing behind him. He was silently sprawled over the desk, quickly copying something.
Mary closed her eyes to examine herself. The dried up blood energy in her body had recovered slightly, and the many wounds on her body had disappeared. Her skin had once again returned to its original pink and smooth state. Mary gently licked her red lips, the sweet scent of blood rippling between her teeth.
He could almost taste the unique spiciness of the flame energy in it.
In the next second, Mary's crimson eyes opened again. She had already silently appeared behind the tall figure. Gently brushing aside her dark red hair, Mary could not help but swallow with difficulty as she looked at the fair and lustrous neck of the other party.
The other party's body was filled with energy. To Mary, who had an empty stomach and was burning with hunger, he was the perfect prey. Under the urging of her instincts, a dark green glow appeared deep within Mary's crimson eyes. Two bloody fangs protruded from her upper lips, as if she was about to pierce into the blood vessels in the other party's neck.
"You're awake?" Grimm did not even turn his head as he continued to write lines of mysterious runes on the parchment. "Come take a look. This is a set of magic tattoos that I designed for you. Once activated, your agility will increase by one or two points …"
Grimm sensed the life aura behind him, but he didn't seem to notice Mary's abnormality. Instead, he continued to explain the advantages of this set of magic tattoos. However, the strange thing was that his deep and calm voice seemed to have a magical power. It actually helped Mary get rid of the restlessness in her blood and once again restored the mind that a wizard should have.
"You beat me …" Mary said calmly.
Grim stopped explaining and fell into silence.
He really wanted to comfort her, but he knew that any kind of comfort could easily be interpreted as pity, so he could only stay silent awkwardly.
"Where are my subordinates?" After getting rid of her obsession with winning, Mary finally started to care about her subordinates.
Although she did not drain every trace of their blood-colored energy during the battle, the huge amount of energy she drained could easily cause their bodies to disintegrate. This was especially so for the old fox, Venlier. He had turned from a handsome young noble back to his old self.
"Their situation isn't too good … But they're still vampires trained by you. As long as they have enough blood, there's no injury that they can't recover from!"
Mary's mental power slightly coiled around, and she could see the situation inside the stone tower at a glance.
In a secret room on the second floor of the stone tower, four of her subordinates were lying on the bodies of beautiful naked women, piercing their sharp fangs into the blood vessels in their necks. These beautiful women's eyes were all rolled up, their expressions distorted and excited, as if they were immersed in extreme happiness.
In the corner of the room, there were a few withered and shriveled female corpses. Their skin was so wrinkled that they looked like dried corpses. The blood in their bodies had been sucked dry by the vampires, leaving not a single drop behind.
Mary retracted her spiritual force in satisfaction and once again focused on Grimm.
"Tell me, what's up with your power? Where did the Lord of the Flames go? How did it become a Wind Dragon? Also, what's up with that Wind Dragon? How did it unleash the Draconic Aura unique to dragons … "
After being separated for so long, Mary felt extremely unfamiliar with everything around Grimm. She could not wait to understand and grasp this mysterious man once more.
Thus, Grimm could only describe his encounters after leaving the plane of knights to Mary. From the short family war, to the mysterious and powerful Sky City, to Alice's struggle for fate, to the Flame Monarch's Wizard's Pagoda …
"Did Alice give you that Dragon Crystal?" Mary suddenly asked.
After hearing so much, Grimm had thought that Mary would be concerned about the family or the Flame Monarch. He did not expect her first question to be about the strange 'Dragon Crystal'.
"Yes!"
"Damn it, that little girl couldn't have foreseen something in advance, right? Otherwise, why would she give you that Dragon Crystal at the right time … "The red light in Mary's eyes flickered again, and she looked like she was gnashing her teeth in hatred.
"Ugh …" Grimm could not help but feel speechless, "The Witches of Destiny can't be that strange, right? How could she have foreseen something that happened a year ago so far … "
"Hmph, that must be it! Otherwise, how could I have fallen for your Draconic Aura so easily … "
"…"
"Do you think that Alice could have foreseen our conversation …"
"…"
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it made sense. A dangerous glint appeared in Mary's eyes once again.
She grabbed Grimm's collar and pulled him in front of her. The two of them stared at each other, nose to nose, eyes to eyes.
"Hmph, I won't let that lass have the upper hand!"
With that, she sealed Grimm's mouth with her tender red lips.
Under the illumination of the lights, Mary's slender and tall figure was embedded in Grimm's back.
A strange, charming sound suddenly rang out in the room …
… …
When Grimm woke up from his sweet dream, the sky was already bright.
Mary was nowhere to be seen on the messy bed, but her scent still lingered on the silk quilt and mattress.
Grimm had sat up too abruptly, and he felt a sharp pain in his waist as if it was about to break. Apart from the pain, there was also endless soreness and powerlessness. But when he recalled how wild and hot Mary was last night, Grimm immediately felt an itch in his heart. An irrepressible impulse made him feel hot again.
Grimm forced himself off the bed and scanned the entire stone tower with his mental power. Strangely, he could not find Mary. Even the subordinates on the second floor of the stone tower had disappeared without a trace.
But his mental power was not completely undetectable.
Grimm took a step forward, and the raging flames on his naked body disappeared in a flash. The remnants of last night's passion had also disappeared. Grimm took a set of clothes from the wooden rack beside him and put them on. He slowly walked to the wooden table and saw Mary's handwriting on the top piece of parchment.
"I'm going to talk to Alice!"
Uh … What was this? Was he going to declare his sovereignty or catch up with an old friend?
Grimm held the parchment with a helpless expression on his face.
Mary's daring personality deeply attracted him, but her overly indulgent temperament made him feel helpless. She had always been a maverick, and most of the time, her actions dominated her thoughts. She did such a big thing without discussing it with him, and she did it so confidently.
Grimm could not help but feel a little annoyed, but then he began to daydream.
The relationship between him and Alice was both official and private, and there was some ambiguity in it. But it was different from the 'pure' relationship between him and Mary. So what would happen if Mary and Alice met? He did not know the consequences, but he really wanted to know.
… …
In the wilderness far away, Mary was flapping her wings and flying quickly. Behind her were Winlier, Soros, and the others.
Below them, there was a gray path. The endless stream of pedestrians and merchants made Winlier's mouth dry. He could not help but want to jump down and have a good meal.
However, Winlier's strange behavior occupied more of his mind. He flew a few times and approached Mary. He could not help but ask softly, "Master, where are we going?"
"To the northernmost part of the Wizard Continent. It's the territory ruled by the Northern Witches …" Mary did not know why, but she was in an unusually good mood today. Not only did she not blame Winlier for talking too much, but she also patiently answered his question.
"Why are we going there? Master, didn't you just return to your family? Does the family allow you to run around as you please? "Winlier gathered his courage and asked.
"Hmph, I just helped them fight a Planar War. After returning, I have a ten-year vacation. From now on, I'm completely free! "
"Then why are we going to the Northern Witches' territory?"
"To see a friend!" Mary suddenly said with hatred. "To see a self-righteous friend!"
After saying that, Mary did not allow him to ask any more questions. She flapped her bat wings, and her figure became faster and faster. Like lightning, she left a red line in the air and disappeared from Winlier's sight.
"Master … Wait for me …"
Winlier rolled his eyes and understood that his master did not want him to ask about the mysterious man.
Thus, he could only shut his mouth, clenched his teeth, and flapped his wings to catch up with his master.
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