"First point, got it."
Andrea elegantly stroked her long hair and shook off the snowflakes on her head. She pouted at Ashes and said, "I'll leave it to you to carry it."
"Wait... why me?" The latter's eyes widened.
"Because you're strong." Andrea spread out her hands and said, "This is a team competition, so we naturally have to work together. Listen, we represent Sleeping Island. If you lose the competition because of your slow carrying speed, I'll tell Her Highness Tilly everything. "
An overwhelming victory! "Nightingale, did you see that?" Andrea proudly looked at Ashes, who was unconvinced but could only bend over to carry the unconscious demonic beast. She felt extremely happy.
After all, she could not carry these heavy things.
"Stay here and don't move. I'll be back soon." The Extraordinary put the strong wild boar on her shoulder and turned around to warn Andrea.
"I know. Go ahead."
After Ashes left, Andrea looked up at the forest and asked, "Leaf, please tell me where the next demonic beast is."
"On your right, 450 meters away, a snow wolf." The branches swayed. "But are you not going to wait for her?"
"Of course not. That would be too slow." Andrea thought for a while and said, "Hmm … About 900 steps away. I'm leaving. Please tell her my new location."
Leaf was silent for a moment and said, "I see."
"Don't worry. It's just a stupid wolf. With your reminder, it won't be able to touch me."
Even if it was the giant hybrid she met last time, it could only die in front of her new ability. The original magic arrow was powerful, but the shooting range was only 10 steps. Now, as long as she had enough magic, she could shoot a projectile with the same power to a distance of 100 meters. Coupled with her derivative ability, even if the demonic beast had two more pairs of wings, it could not escape from her attack.
She was sure to win this competition.
*****
"I'm sorry. I didn't expect him to involve you in such a trivial matter." Phyllis looked at Agatha, who was walking in front of her. "I just casually agreed."
When she first heard this proposal, she did not think too much about it. Since she had lost her sense of taste, no matter how delicious the Chaos Drink was, it was not attractive at all. What made her agree was pure curiosity. Since she had nothing to do, she might as well take the opportunity to observe the Witch Union's combat ability. Unexpectedly, this hunting competition was actually a group competition, and her teammate was Agatha, the youngest Senior Witch in the past.
"It doesn't matter. Compared to staying in the lab all day studying Magic Stones, it's better to come out once in a while." Agatha shrugged. "If I didn't want to waste time, I wouldn't have agreed to His Majesty's request."
"Is that so? Then … shall we just grab a few demonic beasts and bring them back to make up the numbers? "
"How can we do that? This is a competition."
"But didn't the mortal king say that friendship comes first and competition comes second? That's what the others agreed to. "
"But they don't really think so. Just by looking at their expressions, you can tell what those guys are thinking. Even if there is no Chaos Drink as a prize, Lightning and Andrea are not willing to lose to anyone. " Agatha paused. "If it was just an ordinary competition, it would be fine. But now we are the representative team of Taquila, right?"
"Yes …" For some reason, Phyllis felt that Agatha was full of fighting spirit.
"In that case, we have to win the competition." Agatha stopped and ice crystals condensed in her hands.
Leaf's voice sounded almost at the same time. "Behind you, 200 meters away, a wolf-eagle hybrid is approaching quickly!"
Phyllis took two steps back and looked at the white snow forest behind her. With a long howl, a slender white-furred monster appeared in the snow. When it spread its wings, it looked like it was gliding on the ground, and its running movements were minimized. It was no wonder that she did not notice the enemy approaching from behind.
The temperature around Agatha dropped sharply, and the snow suddenly turned into a hard ice surface. As the enemy approached, she threw out the sharp ice crystals in her hands, forcing the hybrid to dodge, and then lost its balance on the smooth ice.
The Senior Witch glided lightly to the monster's side as if she was walking on flat ground. She pressed her hands on its fur and instantly turned it into half an ice sculpture.
"Her fighting style is as smooth as flowing water. No wonder she is a genius of Taquila," Phyllis thought in admiration. Although Agatha was a member of the Quest Society and had not experienced a real battlefield, it could still be seen that she had put a lot of hard work into combat training. In particular, she combined her footwork with her ability to form a field where she could take the initiative. If she fought with her on the ice crystals, she would inevitably be under her control.
"How did you find it?" Phyllis asked curiously.
"I summoned a thin piece of ice under my feet. As long as something steps into the snow nearby, I can detect it."
"I see …" She looked at the hybrid whose body was covered with ice crystals and only its head was exposed. "Shall I drag it to the city wall now?"
"Just leave it here. It won't freeze to death for a while. We'll catch a few more and bring them with us." Agatha waved her hand. "We have to find the next demonic beast as soon as possible."
She was serious. Phyllis realized that this young Senior Witch really wanted to win the game.
Was it because she represented Taquila? So in future negotiations, would she lean towards Neverwinter or the Taquila survivors?
This question made Phyllis feel uneasy.
After a few steps, she could not help but say, "Lady Agatha …"
"Don't call me that, just call me by my name." Agatha turned around. "You said before that Taquila witches are no longer divided by their abilities, but everyone gets along equally?"
"Yes … Ever since Lady Eleanor sacrificed herself, the number of surviving companions has dwindled. Everyone has gradually come to a consensus … Regardless of whether it's the Union's high-level ascendants or the most ordinary Original Witches, there shouldn't be any barriers of identity. 'Every witch is equally important' was proposed by Pasha. "
"There's no exception for me." She nodded. "Seeing the members of the Witch Union call each other sisters, sometimes I feel that they're the heirs of the new era."
"I see." Phyllis hesitated. "Can I ask you a question … What do you think of the Taquila witches and Neverwinter?"
"What you want to ask is, which side am I loyal to?" Agatha stopped.
Phyllis did not avoid her eyes, which was very important for them.
"I'm loyal to my own beliefs," she replied.
"Beliefs?"
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