"Nana, what's the bath water?" Although it was not the time to ask this, Rogge couldn't help but ask.
"Xiaoguang's bath water, it is a light elemental spirit. I cut a piece from it and studied it. I found that if you soak it in water for a long time, you can get a very powerful medicine. I call it Xiaoguang's medicine!" Ofina said proudly.
Light flashed around the girl, and Xiaoguang jumped out of the spiritual space.
"Aphrodisiac! Aphrodisiac!" Xiaoguang "roared" and protested to Rogge, accusing Ophina of "atrocities".
Ophina stretched out her index finger and tapped the "forehead" of the little ball of light, "You, you, why are you angry, ah? You don't feel pain, what's the matter with cutting you into a small piece? Isn't that what you want today? Have you used it? You still want to thank me for letting you shine, do you understand?"
Xiaoguang: "Xiao???"
"Why don't you say thank you?" Ophina slapped Xiao Guang to the point where his head went crazy.
"Xiaoguang..." Xiaoguang wanted to cry, but he had no tears, so he had to compromise.
"That's pretty much it. Just go back and stay."
Xiaoguang got back into the spiritual contract space dejectedly.
Roger figured out the whole story.
The fruit wine Ophina took out first was poisoned. This poison is not simple. It can deceive the inspection of the light mage Melifa. It must have been developed by the little girl herself.
The fruit wine she brought out for everyone to drink later was the so-called Xiaoguang brand bath water. In fact, the body slices of the light element spirit acted on the water, making the light element extremely enriched. When people drink it, it is equivalent to being released from a super The powerful holy light dissipates and has the effect of detoxifying.
Of course, this water is not that simple. It must be a potion carefully prepared by Ofina. Its taste is still the girl's favorite strawberry flavor.
"Brother, am I awesome?" Ofina put her hands on her hips, looking invincible.
"Lightfall" Melifa is a veteran light mage, but she was completely defeated in the potion showdown with Orfina. The professional level and professionalism of the team support were far inferior.
This shouldn't be her fault. Her nickname is "Lightfall", presumably because she has unique attainments in offensive light magic.
"Awesome, Na." Rogge stretched out his hand and pinched Ophina's little face, "But before letting us drink bath water from now on, say hello first."
Although the antidote was not bath water in the real sense, it was made from part of Xiaoguang. Even though the strawberry flavor was a bit sweet, Rogge felt a little psychologically uncomfortable.
Just let him drink Ophina's bath water, and he might be quite happy with it, but the little light that flies around and sticks to it every day... is really hard to swallow.
"Okay, okay, next time I'll steal sister Filia's bath water and give it to you to drink, okay~" Ofina rolled her eyes and ran to the bonfire to stare at the roasted three-eye venison, "Wow, this meat is good. It’s delicious! Brother, hurry up and make it for me to eat.”
"I know, how long does the poison last?"
"Ten minutes, the time for those powerful ones should be shorter. Aunt and sister Matilda, keep an eye on them."
Rogge turned to look at Melifa. The leader of the Starry Adventure Group was breathing rapidly at the moment, and his hazy eyes were full of dissatisfaction and doubt.
Except for Melifa, Simmons and Danim are still awake, but their condition is obviously worse than that of Melifa, who has a certain degree of toxin resistance. Only her eyeballs and fingertips can move.
"Why?" Melifa raised her head and asked.
"Entrusted by others."
"who?"
"Weiss."
"Weiss... So you have been in contact with my team members?"
"Well, three of them joined a team and wanted to work with the Mad Wolf Adventure Group to get rid of us and divide the supplies and women."
Melifa frowned and said nothing for a moment. After a moment, she sighed and said, "I asked them to find ways to get supplies, and I didn't let them hurt anyone. Who took the lead?"
"A young senior warrior, slightly taller than me, with short hair and thick eyebrows, a high nose, and a sword." Rogge described.
"It's Boone, he..."
"He was beheaded by us on the spot."
Hearing this, Melifa closed her eyes and her lips trembled, "I watched him grow up, how could this happen?"
"My mind is weak and I cannot resist the temptation."
"It shouldn't be..." Melifa shook her head, "This is the end of the matter. It was our fault first. What do you want to do?"
"I would like to know, if we were the ones who fell at this moment, what would Captain Meili do?"
"Haha, do you still believe what I'm saying now?"
"Tell me."
"I will take away your supplies and equipment, and use a little trick to make some of you use it for me, but I will protect your lives to the greatest extent and will not give up unless I have to."
Rogge looked at Filia, who nodded slightly, indicating that Melifa was telling the truth.
Melifa laughed to herself, "I told you, do you believe it? Stop talking nonsense. I'm the one who got into trouble this time. Can you give me some happy advice on how to deal with us?"
Rogge was not affected by her and continued to ask: "Weis's statement is different from yours. She said that you cut off her best friend's arm in front of her."
"I was trying to scare her. Our team has a high-level dark magician who knows psychedelic magic. Her friend's arm is fine."
"where are they?"
Melifa looked towards the south of the camp, "In the dungeon over there."
Filia turned around and went, accompanied by Roger, "Matilda, I leave this place to you."
Matilda shrugged and said she understood.
The two soon arrived at the dungeon, which was not dark and dirty. On the contrary, the light from the wall-mounted torches on both sides was enough to illuminate the entire dungeon.
The imprisoned adventurers were wearing ordinary clothes and looked at the two of them warily.
Rogge counted the number of people. There were four women and five men, a total of nine people, which was consistent with the number Weiss said.
Their clothes were relatively neat, their hands and feet were neat, and there were no signs of abuse. However, their faces were relatively pale, possibly due to lack of nutrition.
Rogge didn't feel any energy or magic from them. He was probably forced to drink the suppressive potion.
"Who is Weiss's best friend?" Rogge asked directly.
A woman who looked to be in her twenties raised her hand. Her observation skills were pretty good, "I am, you are not part of the Cursed Eye Adventure Group, are you?"
"Well, we were entrusted by Weiss to rescue you." Rogge easily cut off the chain on the cell door with his sword and released the people.
"Thank you, thank you!" She thanked her repeatedly, "How is Weiss?"
"She's fine. She's on standby outside the camp. Come with me."
Rogge and Filia brought the adventurers from Weiss's team back to the center of the camp. They were extremely surprised when they looked at the people from the Cursed Eye team swaying around.
"Tell us about your experiences. Don't worry, they were poisoned and have no ability to resist." Rogge said.
It was Weiss's friend who spoke up, "Our team and the Cursed Eye Adventure Group cleaned up a large area around here, and we were poisoned at the dinner party."
"When we woke up, we were all tied up, our limbs were weak, and we couldn't bring up our energy or magic power. Melifa brought Ves to us, waved her sword in front of her, and saw Ves calling my name Roaring in grief, she didn’t know what she saw.”
"Later, we were imprisoned in the dungeon. We thought we were dead, but we were not harmed again."
Melifa seemed to have recovered a little and raised her head higher, "How about it, do you believe it now? What are you going to do with us?"
Roger rubbed his chin and thought.
What Melifa did was purely for supplies. Although she used poison and intimidation, it was a vicious method, but no one was killed.
As for the young man who attacked them, it seemed that his actions were his own and had little to do with the team.
From this point of view, the Cursed Eye Adventure Group is not as vicious as Weis described, but Weis cannot be blamed. She was under the spell of psychedelics and saw wrong information, which naturally led to wrong subjective judgments.
The easiest way to manage such a problematic team without killing them all is to restrict them, and the key to restricting them is to control their leader - "Lightfall" Melifa.
After several contacts, Melifa is a person who can communicate. She has some principles of her own, otherwise she would not have stopped Danim when he wanted to get involved with the girls in Rogge's team.
Of course, for people with stains, negotiation alone is useless, and there is enough force to deter them.
"Little brother, if you don't make a decision, I will recover." Melifa repeatedly clenched and unclenched her hands, feeling her strength gradually return, and smiled.
Rogge pulled Ofina back from the barbecue, "Nana, convince her."
Rogge and Lunt quickly collected other people's weapons, tied them together, and cleared a field.
Ofina stood on the field reluctantly, glared at Roger hungrily, and protested against having to work overtime.
Rogge silently came to the campfire, picked out a few large pieces of unripe three-eyed venison and started processing them.
Ophina turned from gloomy to sunny, took out the Song of the Star, and advised Melifa: "Auntie, you are no match for me, don't waste your efforts, just admit defeat."
The poison on Melifa's body completely subsided, she stood up, a sword appeared in her hand, "Haha, little girl, I admit that you are better than me in poison and detoxification, but I have never seen anyone who can fight better than me. The Mage of Light.”
The sword was shining with gold and looked very expensive. Ofina's big eyes sparkled, "Then if I win, your sword will be mine."
"I won, please leave and don't hurt my team members."
"Okay."
The two of them made an agreement, and yellow-white light burst out from their bodies at the same time, but Ofina also turned on the angel's descending state, making it even more dazzling.
In the battle between magisters, the first thing must be to expand the magic field. Only by controlling the magic elements around you can you have the foundation to cast spells, otherwise you will only become the prey of others.
However, the moment the field unfolded, Melifa fell behind.
She didn't expect that a girl of that age who could be her granddaughter would expand her domain so fast, so fast that her domain could be compressed to five meters in front of her!
This wasn't the end yet. In Melifa's shocked eyes, Ofina's domain continued to expand until it completely encompassed her domain.
The current state of the two's fields is like two upside-down bowls. No, it should be said to be a bowl or a pot. Melifa's is a bowl, and Ofina's is a pot. The pot covers the bowl.
Ofina blinked, and with a provocative gesture she learned from somewhere, she stretched out her index finger and tickled Melifa.
Melifa gritted her teeth and tried her best to expand her territory, but she felt a mountain of pressure and could not expand even a little bit.
Looking at the bright star-like eyes of the girl opposite, Melifa realized that what she said before the battle was not a bluff, and that she was really no match for her in terms of attainments in the field of magic.
According to common sense, in a civil war between magisters of the same family, it is almost impossible for the weaker side in the magic field to win, but Melifa is not a light magister who follows common sense.
She drew her sword out of its sheath, and with a stroke of the sword, the sword emitted a dazzling light.
Melifa took the initiative to reduce the scope of her domain to only two meters around her body. She charged forward with her sword, and her speed was as fast as that of an intermediate warrior.
But what greeted her was a sky full of lightsabers, densely arranged in her path, the sword tips pointed at her neatly, full of pressure.
Melifa did not stop, so the rain of lightsabers fell, hitting Melifa's field, exploding into pieces of flash.
In the heat of the battle between the two, Rogge turned his head and calmly wiped away the tears from his eyes.
The battle of the Light Magician is too unfriendly to the audience. This light pollution is too serious.
