Chapter 1960 The love affair between Lynn and Mr. Trocca (2)
I, Andrew Lynn, originally thought that I could become a seventh- or eighth-level magician in this life, and that would be the end of it.
After all, I don’t have any particularly extraordinary qualifications... Even though I am the disciple of a legend, I am not even qualified to stay in Nevis and was sent out directly.
It's called walking around, looking for inspiration and opportunities, but in fact, the teacher didn't want me anymore and kicked me out.
Not qualified to enter the Babel Tower, not qualified to enter any auxiliary tower, not qualified to work in the laboratory of any high-level mage.
Also, after eight years of study, you will never be able to advance to level five mage. In a place like Nevis, such qualifications are still far, far away from being outstanding.
So I was kicked out. I adventured everywhere, wandered around, hunted monsters, dug up corpses in ancient battlefields, and crossed the Hall Strait.
Finally, I caught some inspiration and settled down near the mage tower where my friend, Master Gehrman, was stationed. I dug a cave and planned to conduct experiments quietly and break through to the fifth level mage.
Unexpectedly, before the experiment was completed, a small group of inexplicable guys broke into my residence...
But now, I am already an 18th-level high-level mage, and I have begun to attack the legend.
Then, after being unable to defeat Mr. Trocca and taking him to the desert to pursue the ancient cat god, he was pursued by an unknown woman.
So why am I being pursued again?
Why did Mr. Trocca's suspected pursuit come to seduce me?
What special charm do I have that will lead me to be pursued by these weird women?
"I'm sorry, ma'am, I really don't have this idea..."
Lin En stepped back step by step. The soft jade in his arms was fragrant, and the woman who was suspected of being a cat goddess kept throwing herself into his arms. He could only try his best to protect himself:
The defensive spells solidified on the body, the various defensive spells learned over the years, the magic equipment brought this time, and the various defensive spells that can be activated;
The legendary equipment that Gretel gave him to protect his mind, which was designed to target various mind spells such as shock, temptation, distortion, etc., shone with a circle of brilliance at this moment, shrouding his whole person in it.
"Oh, don't be like this." The magic halo opened, and the woman who appeared inexplicably had to take a step back, and then took a step back. She tilted her head cutely, raised a smile, and showed two thin Tiger fangs:
"They don't want to do anything to you...you are just looking for fun and fun. The weather is so nice, let's have some fun, don't keep a straight face all day long!"
As she spoke, the gauze on her body lifted up and fluttered in the wind. Starlight was like silver, draping over her body, adding even more charm to her.
A layer of soft down grew on her flirtatious cheeks, and her ears moved and deformed. Above her head, two pointed, furry little ears stretched out, turning left and right, back and forth.
The long tail behind him swept back and forth, occasionally passing over Mr. Trocca's head, and occasionally walking playfully close to the ground and hooking towards Linn's feet. Even if it couldn't break through the defensive circle, it still added a bit of sway.
Heart-stopping charm.
Lin En was even more vigilant. He took a few steps back, raised his hand, and a wall of white bones appeared out of thin air, blocking the two of them, and they were about to retreat into the mage's cabin.
But the woman pounced forward, her body was soft, and she somehow got through the gaps between the bone spears, and leaned towards Lin En again, making Lin En couldn't help but sigh:
"Sure enough, are all cats made of water? Even Catwoman is so flexible and soft... Unfortunately, I was not moved at all by the female snake decades ago, and I don't care even more now... Not to mention, this time it's...
Came for Mr. Trocca..."
Seeing that she could no longer lean on him, the strange woman smiled slightly and took two steps back. She raised her hands, stood on tiptoes, stretched out her arms, bent down... gracefully and wantonly, she danced a dance she had never seen before.
The woman's limbs were incredibly soft and flexible. Every time she raised her hand, every time she waved her arm, every time she spread her fingertips, it was like a bright and bright flower blooming under the moon;
Every time I lower my waist, every time I turn, the veil on my body is fluttering in the wind, and there is a fragrance that makes my mouth dry;
Not to mention, the small golden bells on her wrists and ankles kept making crisp sounds. When it was urgent, it was like rain hitting lotus flowers, and when it slowed down, it was like a small paw, gently.
Tickling your heart gently.
Lin En's mouth was dry. He tried hard not to pounce, and thought hard:
Who is this?
Who is this?
Cat priest?
Contractor of the Cat God?
Or did the cat god come in person in some way?
In the ancient legends of the Black Continent, the cat god's duties indeed include directions such as reproduction, family, protection of young children, and even entertainment and sexual intercourse.
Of course, music and dance are people’s instincts. Which god’s dedication and sacrifice can’t be separated from music and dance?
It would be great if he came in person, Mr. Trocca, just to get what he wanted. By the way, how is Mr. Trocca?
His mental power was swept away through the bone wall, and Mr. Trocca was surrounded by a group of cats, with high and low meows coming and going. Some were soft, some were crisp, some were childish, some were charming, it was all there.
Mr. Trocca was still fuming and angry before, constantly sweeping away and knocking away the big kittens, and kept attacking Catwoman.
But as he fluttered and fluttered, his movements slowed down. After being rubbed and licked by the kittens, he actually turned back to rub those kittens. Lin En frowned secretly and shouted loudly:
"Mr. Trocca!!!"
While shouting, he had already mobilized the contract between himself and the other party, which was violently shaken. Mr. Trocca suddenly woke up with a shock.
A ball of golden light rolled up on its body, expelling all the cats, big and small. Then it kicked hard, and flew up to the Catwoman who was dancing wantonly:
"Meowoooooooooooooo-"
"Oh, little guy, why did you rush over?"
Catwoman may have been caught off guard, or perhaps on purpose, and was jumped by Mr. Trocca.
She stretched her soft limbs, took the black cat in her arms, and let it rub against her shoulder desperately, smiling:
"Do you like me so much? Why, you don't particularly like any of my children?"
"Miuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
Mr. Trocca rubbed her hard, licked her hard, and stained her with his scent. Catwoman opened her arms and rubbed her into her arms:
"So it's me you like...Oh, the aura on you is so charming, so deep, so ancient..."
The black mist opened and shrank. Catwoman suddenly turned into a black cat, landed on the ground, and barked loudly at Mr. Trocca.