Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

The Northern Territory has a secret law inheritance, and it takes almost fifty years to refine a legendary magic weapon. Therefore, it can be said that it is ahead of the outside world in terms of weapons of this level.

But he’s not as arrogant as Fenmu at all!

The snow near the city gate suddenly began to squirm strangely, forming a human-shaped ice sculpture. The face of the ice sculpture quickly melted into the appearance of an orc.

Someone in the Beast King's bodyguards said angrily with red eyes: "It looks like the village residents killed by 'White Frost'!"

"This is really a bad idea. Shuang Gu actually used the appearance of a dead person." Edshalan was slightly dissatisfied and secretly angry, but did not show it.

What is happening in the Beast King’s territory now may also happen in her territory in the future!

"What is Frost Skeleton?" Fenmu acted like a curious baby, without feeling nervous at all, and even secretly sent a message through the Kingdom of God, asking his companions in the hotel to find a safe place to eat melon and watch a show, and not to run out yet.

"You can understand it as the advance team of 'White Frost'. Only when the enemies that Frost Skeleton cannot deal with will the 'White Frost' officially arrive, looking for fun... This domain of 'White Frost' is really terrible, it can slow down For the operation of spiritual energy, if the Beast King Territory does not rely mainly on physical power, there will be trouble at the Frost Skeleton level."

Edshalan clenched her fists, and a white mist erupted from her white arms. This was the weak influence of the "white frost" field on her.

When Fenmu saw this, he knew that another chance to get close to him had come!

"White Frost" is not as important as Senior Sister!

His expression suddenly became solemn, like a craftsman who has a noble pursuit of his work, but suffers from a lack of experimental opportunities. The slightly frowned brow is his frustration in the pursuit of perfection:

"Edshalan, do you want to try my baby warmer patch? I'll put it on your calf to see if it can counteract the effect of 'white frost'. You don't have to do anything, I'll put it on for you myself!"

Chapter 35 Chest protector!

Ed Salan doesn't quite understand why Fenmu gave his work such a...girly and cute name, but after all, he is the creator, and it would be bad for Ed Salan to talk too much.

"You only have one piece of baby warmth. Are you sure it can cover your whole body? Where should you stick it?"

"One piece is really not enough, a few more pieces will be enough."

Fenmu took out a few pieces of mineral core, pinched them hard between his fingers, and crushed them into thin slices. Then he concentrated the spiritual energy on a point on his fingertips and quickly carved an improved version of the heat-concentrating spiritual pattern.

"Okay, it's usually enough to stick it on the limbs. However, in order to make the whole body more balanced and comfortable, you can also stick one piece on the lower abdomen and back."

Edshalan looked at Fenmu's rough and freehand carving technique and was very suspicious of the work he had just produced. Even though he was very familiar with the heat-concentrating spirit patterns, "spiritual pattern burning is a delicate link in forging." common sense.

She asked more tactfully and with higher emotional intelligence: "You can record it so easily. Why did it take so long in the tavern just now?"

"Of course it's to appear professional. If I did it casually, senior sister, instead of praising me, you would doubt me. Now that we have a relationship, all those time-wasting efforts to keep up appearances will be saved!"

Fenmu put the two pieces of warm baby that had just come out of the oven into her hands. The female lord checked them and found that except for the inscription of the spiritual pattern, which was slightly carefree, the performance was the same as that of the tavern. There is almost no difference in the piece of warm baby patch.

So who are the blacksmiths and craftsmen she keeps in her territory like? ? ?

Why is it that his junior brother, who considers himself a coffin, can produce fine spiritual patterns with his fingernails, while the group of blacksmiths in the territory can easily spend a whole day doing spiritual patterns?

Fenmu gradually revealed his intentions, but the four words "craftsman spirit" were still written on his face:

"In order for this thing to stick to your limbs better, do you mind if I take a look at the shape of your legs? I have to adjust the shape of the baby warmer."

Not far away, the orcs were already fighting with Frost Skull. The fight was quite fierce, and they used auxiliary skills such as invigorating battle cry.

Although Fenmu had no intention of getting involved, he was fighting alongside them in his heart. He said eagerly:

"The battle is really too dangerous. Edshalan also wants to test the combat power of 'White Frost', so he should be fully prepared."

Edshalan had a vague intuition that this brat had some other agenda, but what he said was true. When fighting in a "hoarfrost" environment, you must always pay attention to the effects of this unique cold, which can easily cause distraction in the battle.

"Can."

Fenmu first put the warm baby on her arm like a gentleman, and then asked like a gentleman: "How do you feel?"

Ed Salan objectively commented:

"Very good, the coldness of 'White Frost' will be dissipated by this iron piece on its own, and it seems that it can also improve my control over spiritual energy. Unfortunately, I no longer rely entirely on spiritual energy. Before the gods wake up, this Things will be worth more!”

"Okay! Then I'll help you attach the legs again."

Fenmu was so excited that he almost showed his face. He squatted down and couldn't wait to pull up Edsalan's robe.

Under the robe, there is a pair of straight long legs wearing white high-heeled boots. The surface of the boots is decorated with gorgeous and delicate patterns, which look like snowflakes and some kind of totem.

Why are they long boots? Doesn’t it mean that you can’t see the skin of your legs?

Although it is very cold in the snowy area and it is quite uncomfortable to expose the skin of your thighs, you can also use stockings!

"It should be directly attached to the boot, right?" Edshalan saw the change in Fenmu's face.

Embarrassment, hesitation, fear of offending.

"It should be okay." Fen Mu felt a little regretful.

But now that the battle has begun, even if they don't provide support, they still take off their boots and touch their legs, which is a bit unreasonable.

He suppressed his reluctance and stuck the baby warmer on his boots.

Edshalan said: "You can feel it a little bit, but it doesn't seem as obvious as on the arms. It seems that I will have to find someone to test the efficacy of the legs on you again."

"No need, as long as it's effective, it's considered a success." Fen Mu declined.

If it’s not for the lord’s senior sister to try on her thighs, what’s the point? If I want to find someone else to try on, don’t I have a girl myself to try on? No matter how hard it is, you can stick it on your own leg!

Edshalan took out a crystal-clear ice bow. The bow was filled with cold air, and the strings were made of psychic energy. It looked like there were no strings, but in fact there were strings.

She took out a straight sword. The straight sword turned into a blue arrow the moment she put it on the bowstring. Just before the arrow was about to be shot, Edshalan stopped.

"Fenmu, do you have plate armor to protect your chest?"

"No, I rarely build armor." Fenmu shook his head, "Why do you ask this suddenly."

The last time she made armor, it seems, it dates back to Hecate's "Tentacle Tights". I don't know if she still wears it now, but it probably doesn't exist anymore.

Otherwise, you can give it to Kasalia to wear. She will probably like it very much.

"As expected..." The female lord was a little entangled, and finally said in relief: "Do you know what kind of protective gear is needed to draw a bow and shoot an arrow?"

Fenmu was stunned. He rarely studied bows and arrows. This kind of weapon was rare in the entire church city. It was not reckless enough.

He thought about it carefully and soon knew the answer - chest protector! !

Chest protectors are a must-have for any female archer, especially those female ADCs with tall and majestic minds.

Otherwise, when the bowstring rebounds, it will scratch into some indescribable places, and it is said that it is possible to scratch off the head.

Fenmu replied awkwardly: "Breast protector, but I really don't have such a thing, and I can't rub one for you temporarily. This thing is different from the warm baby patch."

"I didn't ask you to build it, so help me cover it."

"?!"

Fenmu's eyes widened, and for a moment she thought she had heard wrong, or that there was some difference in understanding based on regional language habits.

But his body moved faster than his brain, and his brain was still hesitating. His hands had already reached over to protect his senior sister. At the risk of the back of his hand being scratched by the bowstring, he obliged and held down Edshalan's swelling heart. Meat!

"Don't worry about me. It doesn't matter if my hand is scratched. Just use your bow and arrow to your heart's content!" Fenmu spoke passionately.

Edshalan felt that she might have made a wrong decision, but Fenmu's hand was still honest and did not move, so she ignored it for the time being.

Whoosh——

The arrow flew out. The arrow was small, but it directly punched a big hole in the body of a giant frost skeleton.

The arrow turned back and went to hunt other enemies.

Edshalan continued to pull the bow string, and in an instant, several arrows were flying in the sky.

The female beast king simply counted the arrows and said in disbelief: "Can you still maintain twenty arrows? Why is your strength not affected by the 'white frost' at all?"

Chapter 36 What is that?

Not to mention, as a female, Senior Sister Lord has a natural disadvantage in archery - it's too big!

Protect it in the palm of your hand, applaud it with fullness.

After Edshalan fired twenty weapon arrows in succession, he withdrew his ice bow and focused on controlling the arrows.

"Fenmu, you can let go of your hand. How long are you going to protect me?"

Fen Mu reluctantly let go of her hand, recalling the soft touch in her heart, and brought up a topic to ease the embarrassment:

"I-I'm worried about you, Ed Shalan, as you prepare for the second round of shooting. I have potions here that can enhance your mental power in a short time. Do you want to try it? There are rose-scented and orange-flavored ones."

Medicine that enhances mental power... Ed Shalan nodded: "Then give me a bottle of orange juice flavor. Oranges cannot be grown in the Northern Territory. Oranges transported from the hinterland of Granville have arrived here. It’s not new anymore.”

These medicines to enhance mental power were originally prepared by Fenmu to relieve the sage state. At that time, he had been communicating with Rachel and the others for several years, and after regaining consciousness, his brain was often a mess.

Later, when a super powerful spiritual potion was prepared, he became mentally stronger and no longer needed the medicine.

Sure enough, this kind of thing is all practiced.

Fenmu took out a bottle and served it at home. After pulling out the oak cork, he put the bottle between the red lips of the female lord.

Except when she was a child, Edshalan had never been fed by others. This shameful behavior was absolutely impossible to happen to her, but now her hands had to move around from time to time to assist in guiding the arrows to fly, and she had no time to free her hands. Get the bottle.

Now that the bottle was brought to her mouth, she was too lazy to be pretentious and slowly took half a mouthful of the potion.

The moment the orange fragrance spread on the tongue and taste buds, Edshalan found that the mental pressure was suddenly relieved.

The pressure caused by twenty arrows seemed to no longer exist, and even the trajectory of the arrows became slow and clear in her mind.

"Just half a mouthful of potion has such a strong effect? ​​Is this Granville's strategic level formula?!"

It’s a drink I use to refresh myself after finishing work. Even the mild medicinal effects don’t work anymore...

"Ah, yes, but not entirely, because I have not popularized it in the Zhengshen Church. It is only used by a few people there. It is used occasionally when doing something that consumes a lot of energy. It is used in emergencies."

Edshalan nodded, a little confused about Fenmu's secretive attitude, feeling that he seemed to be trying to hide something.

Maybe he stole the formula or something.

But I have to say that this junior brother who only joined the Kingdom of God a few years ago did not expect to have the property of a treasure chest. He can take out all kinds of weird and practical things. It is really not easy.

The shuttle's arrows combined with the efforts of the female beast king and her men, all of the frost skeletons collapsed. Even the strongest among the frost skeletons could not survive the attack for half a quarter of an hour.

The arrows turned into streaks of light and flew to Edsalan's fingertips, and were recycled into private dreams.

The expression of Beast King Heselun was more serious than before. After she signaled her men to stay put, she walked towards Edshalan:

"Your realm hasn't improved much. Why has your combat effectiveness increased one after another? It's strange that you can use twenty arrows normally at the beginning. Later, it becomes easier to control arrows."

"If this was a secret, do you think I would tell you? You have to be sensible when prying."

The tall wolf girl was stunned for a while, and then she realized what Ed Salan meant.

She is only here to help as a traveler, not as the lord of the neighboring territory.

Heselun changed his tone: "The Beast King is willing to spend money to buy the secrets. I hope this traveler from afar can help us deal with the 'white frost' invasion."

Edshalan nodded, then pointed at Fenmu: "Ask him, the decision rests with him."

Fenmu thought that Senior Sister Lord, a controlling lord like her, would help him make decisions, but she didn't expect that she would return the decision-making power to him. Now her reaction was probably that she was not familiar with it.

Hey, it’s true, they are all Anastas’ people, so what are they doing outside?

My knowledge and my things are yours, and your beautiful butt is mine!

Heselun looked at this strange man in confusion. Is there such a person beside Edshalan? How come I have never heard of it, and it looks like she still trusts this man.

He actually left such an important matter to a man to decide.

The female counselor next to Heselun stepped forward and asked on her behalf: "Hello, Your Excellency, this is Heselun, the lord of the Beast King Territory. May I ask what your name is?"

"Fen Mu, it shouldn't be a big name, but the indoor heat gathering array currently used in the Northern Territory is my handiwork. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Revealing one's identity is the key to improving one's voice. Fenmu himself had some thoughts of extorting mineral materials, but he looked at Edshalan, leaned over and asked softly:

"How is your relationship with the Beastmaster Leader? Will you give it to them?"

The female lord turned her back and raised her eyebrows. The heat-concentrating magic circle was actually Fenmu's handiwork! At first, she bought connections to find out who created it, but found that no one in Mission City dared to accept money and had no intention of leaking the news.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a junior in the Kingdom of God!

"The Beast King Territory and the Ice Emperor Territory have always had differences and frictions, but the Beast King's character is quite appropriate."

The first half of the sentence is stance, and the second half is attitude. Fenmu heard it.

He immediately took out five or six boxes of special-effect spiritual potions and kicked them in front of Heselun. He also took out a piece of iron and wrote on it before throwing it into her hand.

"Inside the box is a mental potion. The iron plate is a kind of miniature armor. It can be attached to the body to prevent cold. You can find a craftsman to crack it yourself. I have simplified it a lot. The price of these two things is up to you, Beastmaster. , I only want high-quality, rare minerals or materials, and I can just put them in the Ice Stone Town Church."

Now churches all over Granville are basically his express delivery transit stations.