20 foreshadowing

  "Rathmann?" Vika, who was pouring wine, stroked her lower lip with her finger, her eyes fixed on the young mage apprentice sitting across from her: "You're going to Rathmann?"

  "Yes." Penny nodded, with a hint of fatigue in her eyes: "So I came back on the way to take a look."

  Lethesmann is separated from the Selva Mountains by a distant route.

  For the Red Cloaks of Sel, Letherman was an old nemesis, a country less than one eighth the size of Sel's northern neighbor that had attracted nearly all of Sel's hatred since its inception. Sel's animosity towards it far exceeded that of Mulhorand, whom they had been driven out by and were now thinking of 'reclaiming their ancestral lands'. There was also Aglarond, ruled by the Storm Queen, who had been at odds with the Cloaks for several hundred years.

  Even in the relatively peaceful modern era, Serr and most of its surroundings have ceased conflict, but Pheasant and Laiserman have always been at odds with each other, and border conflicts have never stopped.

  The cause of the story is complicated to say, but it's not particularly complicated either.

  There was a time in history when Letheman and Sell were part of the same country.

  It's been over 400 years since the year 934. At that time, the Red Robes had only just separated from Mulhorland for a decade or so, and their reputation was not as tarnished as it is now. Internally, they still held beliefs in the benevolent gods of the pantheon.

  That year, for various unspoken reasons, Thel invaded the Letheman region when civilization was still in a barbaric state. How could the Lethemans be a match for the Red Robes? Thel quickly succeeded in occupying most of the region, but soon the Red Robes began to worry about how to effectively govern the native warlike tribes of Letheman.

  These fierce warriors were born in the icy north, where they have long struggled against the harsh natural environment and various monsters. They also experienced a prolonged struggle with the beastmen and achieved a hard-won victory. Although their civilization is not advanced, they are naturally untamed, full of wild power, and refuse to submit to the Sel'kor, whom they regard as invaders. Since the Red Robe Mages' regime entered this land, countless conflicts have erupted between the two sides.

  To solve this problem, the Red Robes proposed various plans and eventually split into two factions: The mainstream opinion of the Red Robes at that time was to completely eliminate the Lizardman tribe in order to gain absolute control and be able to occupy and develop the resources of the area; while another faction led by High-ranking Witch Emiruma proposed to let the Lizardman tribe have autonomy, minimize the influence of the Mages' Association on this region as much as possible, and achieve their goals with gentle means.

  Internecine strife gradually turned into a confrontation, while external conflicts with the Wild Warrior tribes and the Red Robe Mages escalated. After countless overt and covert political struggles, it ultimately ended like a familiar historical episode: the Red Robe Mages would completely split, and war was inevitably triggered.

  As a result of this war, the Kingdom of Laissez was born in the northern part of the Eastern Continent, and an organization called "Laissez Witch Association" appeared on Ferrin, which has a high status in Laissez. The Red Robe Mages of Ser completely abandoned their faith in the benevolent gods.

  Emirima is now the name of the capital of the Kingdom of Lesotho.

  It's not hard to understand why the Red Robe Mages have such a deep hatred for the Lizardmen, and all internal documents of the Red Robe Mages that describe the Lizardmen are without exception filled with strong prejudices, with words like "filthy", "barbaric", and "traitors" appearing from time to time. Such documents make it difficult for Penny to form an objective understanding of the Lizardmen.

  Considering his tasks for the next period of time, he thought it was necessary to conduct some investigation and consultation work. The best way to do this was to find someone familiar to ask about it.

  In the end, he could only go to Dehumi first.

  To be honest, Penny's social relationship in Sel is so simple that it's a bit weird. Thinking carefully, the only people she can talk to are Master Zhan and his daughter, as well as her current boss.

  Considering Veeka was from a merchant family and had seen much, she might be able to help him, so Penny rode his horse for over ten hours from the foot of Ser Mountain back to the Black Horse and Blue Moon Inn.

  "Laytham, it's hard to imagine a wizard with a thick Selkie accent would be welcomed by the people there." Vika sighed: "You'll have to find a way to disguise yourself."

  "I thought so too, the problem is that I didn't think of a good solution, can you help me?" Panni hesitated for a moment and finally decided to ask for help. Although it was hard to say, he thought that this boss who was quite close to him would not refuse.

  Although he was not clear about the origin of such intimacy, he could feel that Vika's attitude towards him was sincere. He also had a good impression of this beautiful beauty and was willing to listen to her opinions.

  "Let me think..." Vika furrowed her brow: "In a few days, I'll think of something again."

  "Alright." Hearing that Vika's tone wasn't perfunctory, Penny nodded and looked around: "Where is Hickel?"

  "Ah! You finally remembered to ask her." Vika supported her forehead and sighed: "Xikole thought you were almost driven mad."

  Pan Ni scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

  She is sleeping upstairs.

  Penny thought for a moment, lifted her foot and headed upstairs, but was caught by Vika: "Wait, you're going up like that?"

  "What's wrong?" Penny turned back in puzzlement.

  "Don't enter a lady's bedroom wearing dirty clothes, isn't that common sense?" Vika wrinkled her nose.

  Panni looked down at his clothes, indeed, he had been jolting on horseback for over a dozen hours, the natural environment of Serk Highlands was not very good, and he had gotten quite a bit of wind and sand on him, plus a stench of sweat, really not suitable for meeting people.

  "Come." Vika dragged Penny into a small house in the backyard, where a stone bathtub was filled with water, emitting hot steam. Vika patted the somewhat dazed Penny: "Take off your clothes."

  Pang Ni's head suddenly became a bit dizzy, and he turned his head to look at Wei Ka: "You..."

  "Hehe, you're shy?" Vika covered her mouth and smiled. Penny's head was in a daze for a moment before calming down. He wasn't really an innocent little chick after all. Since Vika didn't seem to care, what did he have to be reserved about? He immediately took off his clothes and soaked his body in the water. The temperature was just right, and he felt that the fatigue from the long drive relaxed a lot in an instant. He let out a long sigh.

  I caught a whiff of a faint scent in the pool, looked up at Vika's expressionless face, and suddenly realized that this pool might be her private sanctuary, possibly with remnants of her bath still lingering inside. My body began to feel slightly warm, and my mind started racing with wild thoughts.

  Suddenly, a warm sensation appeared on the back of his neck, and a warm hand covered Penny's neck, rubbing it back and forth. Penny instantly felt a thrill entering his heart from the sensory point, and then quickly transmitted to his lower body. He turned his head and saw Vika sitting by the pool, stroking his neck and back with her hand, her eyes gazing into the distance, apparently distracted.

  It seemed as if she felt the boy's gaze, Vika turned her head and smiled at Penny, her eyes glanced from Penny's head to toe, stopped at a place, narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Ha, so you're not a kid anymore, when we first met, you actually pretended to be young to deceive me?"

  Pan Ni felt a soft lump on the back of her neck and suddenly felt dizzy, so she could only laugh dryly.

  "You're really not a good kid." Vika said angrily, pinching Penny's nose.

  "Cough!" Penny coughed once: "I wasn't a kid in the first place."

  "Some people always emphasize that they are not kids, but when did they ever grow up?" Vika sighed, her expression somewhat despondent: "By the time they really grew up, they start wishing they were a kid again, just like I'm already old..."

  Feeling that Vika's tone was a bit strange, Penny didn't know what to say either. After a long pause, looking into Vika's eyes, she suddenly saw a few sparks of fire and said: "Actually, the feeling of being young is easy to experience."

  "What's gotten into you?" Vika looked at Penny with a scorching gaze, somewhat perplexed. At that moment, her lips suddenly felt a wave of warmth and were gently kissed by the young man in front of her. She let out a soft moan, feeling a hand slipping into her chest, instantly filling her entire body with a soft, warm sensation.

  The tip of the tongue that slipped in from between her teeth made her suddenly sober after a brief daze, Vika's eyes looked at Penny with some confusion, and then her body flipped into the pool in front of Penny. Her thin clothes were quickly soaked, she uncomfortably opened her collar, and immediately a hand entered through the open collar and covered her back.

  The skin was smooth and soft to the touch, Penny's gaze fell on Ms. Vika's neck, the pores were not as coarse as those of ordinary white people, the scent secreted by the sweat glands was also refreshing, the left hand covering the mountain in front of her chest seemed to have softened the bones with that soft touch, but a resilience still stood firm.

  Perhaps it was the pent-up hormones that had reached a certain level, Penny's sexual desire had also reached an extreme state, and the swelling of the lower body's organs made him feel like he was going to burst. His fingers lightly stirred, and the wet clothes fell from his perfect body into the warm water. The flush on the woman's snowy skin seemed to be a catalyst, accelerating these factors.

  A low, drawn-out moan escaped from the woman's throat, a sound that ebbed and flowed with ragged breathing until it ended in a satisfied sigh.

  Only Penny had some regrets, the space in the bathtub was too small to make many positions difficult to exert, and this fifteen-year-old body still needs to be protected, so it couldn't be done with abandon.

  Mrs. Vika, with beads of sweat still on her forehead, pinched Penny's nose: "Indeed, not a little kid anymore."

  "I just said so." Penny smiled a bit immodestly.

  "Do you know? When I left home, a crazy old man stopped me and said a few words." Vika smiled and said: "He said that a Serb would buy the fate of my second half of life with five gold coins."

  "But I didn't expect the one to fulfill the prophecy to be such an interesting little brother." Vika kissed Penny's cheek, put on a bathrobe, and walked out of the bathroom with a somewhat unnatural posture.

  "Fate?" Panni thought quietly in the bathtub, was there really a prophecy that could foresee future events? He didn't quite believe it, but such an accurate prophecy made him feel like he was being watched, however this doubt was quickly dispelled. The operation of the multiverse was already under the surveillance of countless higher-level existences, his power was still too weak and small, there was no need to think about such profound questions.

  An unexpected pleasure lifted Penny's mood a lot, but when he walked out of the bathroom to face the enthusiastic welcome from Hickel, this feeling was replaced by a sense of awkwardness and discomfort, especially with the charming boss lady gazing at him with an extremely ambiguous gaze...

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