My Cellular Prison
Chapter 276

Sparring

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Although Mr. Black and White's words make a lot of sense.

However, the Destiny Space itself is extremely dangerous, requiring exploration of a completely unknown and unfamiliar world.

A slight misstep could lead to the wrong path and step by step into crisis.

The team is currently facing a tense situation due to the need to forcibly increase the difficulty using "Destiny Card".

It's necessary to tell your closest relatives about this... after all, there's a real possibility that they might die inside.

Abel's behavior today was completely different from usual. Perhaps it was because he was too nervous about meeting Mr. Black and White, and he was out of sorts the whole time.

As he left the tower, Abel finally realized his lapse in composure and quickly restored the folded animal ears to their original form.

Pretending to Vice Captain, he said, "Ahem... I'll take care of the necessary supplies and medicines. I need to explain things to my grandfather today. See you all tomorrow morning."

Abel led his white dire wolf out of the stable and immediately returned to the Behemoth Knight Order.

Similarly, Winry's eyes also seemed somewhat uncertain.

This was, after all, her first time.

"I... I'll go back and talk to my master about this."

I will also bring small volumes of 'highly efficient solvents' to repair or temporarily enhance your equipment within the Destiny Space.

"Well, Wenli, your combat training has been too frequent lately. Go back and get some sleep tonight... Don't worry, I can still guarantee your basic survival."

Han Dong's reassuring words put Wen Li at ease, and she led a Mechanical Steed out of the stable.

Just as Winry was preparing to set off.

A crow carrying a letter was delivered to Winry.

After making three cries, it flew into the forest area.

Han Dong quickly relayed the crow's telepathic message: "The master wants you to deliver this letter to the Grand Blacksmith Heidegger."

"Oh well."

Once this letter is sent, there will naturally be no problem with Master Winry.

Han Dong walked to the side of the Mechanical Steed and gently patted Wen Li's rather sturdy back.

"Relax, I'm here... nothing will happen."

"Good..."

In an instant, Winry's tension almost completely disappeared, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and she rode her steed back to the Underground Forge Citadel.

"Wow! Some people are pretty good at flirting... I didn't expect you to like muscular girls?"

Mia teased him on purpose.

However, Mia herself wasn't too jealous. In the past few days, Mia and Winry had developed a good relationship. With such a pure and kind blacksmith girl, Mia seemed to be able to gain some 'humanity complement' from her.

"Whether you like it or not is none of your business... By the way, don't you need to report Mr. Black and White's decision to the witch?"

Mia suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Han Dong's arm, a sickly look in her eyes. "Why report? I'm not afraid of anything difficult. It would be nice to die with you, Nicholas."

Han Dong could only give an awkward smile.

Immediately afterwards, Mia gently drew circles on Han Dong's chest with her fingernails.

"Since Abel has taken full responsibility for the supplies."

On our last day, how about we relax a bit? If you don't want to go to the Treehouse, we can stay somewhere else for the night..."

Is this your "request"?

"Pah! Don't think it's that easy... Go if you want, don't go if you don't."

Han Dong suddenly remembered something, "Mia, how about we go to the Witch Academy?"

"What?"

"Let's have a real-world sparring session. I've been buried in my studies for so long... I want to test how my physical condition and abilities have changed."

"Don't want!"

"If the live-fire exercises are very effective, it's not impossible that I'll spend the whole night with you."

"Real!?"

"Well... the premise is that it must achieve the effect I expect."

"Don't worry, they'll definitely make you 'satisfied'... Let's go! It just so happens that the teacher isn't home right now. It seems he went to a meeting up there because of [Death]'s return to the city."

"Hmm? The witch isn't here... then wait a moment."

Han Dong sent an urgent message via the Clockwork Device on his wrist.

"Wait for what?"

"Let's wait for an acquaintance who's 'similar' to us, so we can have an 'unconventional' sparring session together."

Approximately fifteen minutes.

A luxurious carriage drove into the Dark Moon Forest and arrived at the crossroads where the tower met the swamp.

Luxury carriages like these, equipped with passes for the entire academy area, are extremely rare; only a few high-ranking deputy directors possess such private vehicles.

Wearing a single bronze mirror and a gray stand-up collar trench coat, Demps stepped off the carriage.

Han Dong also unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a slender, jade-like hand waving goodbye to Demps from inside the carriage...

Demps is a true expert in this area.

With his looks and physique, as well as his unique Finger Technique that are unparalleled in the entire Holy City... he could truly roam freely in the academy.

Not only upper-class women, but also ordinary female students were attracted by Demps's unique temperament and demeanor.

However, Mia was not interested at all, and instead regarded the fair-skinned Demps as a 'love rival'.

"Brother Demps, I'm so sorry to have made you rush over here." Han Dong greeted him politely.

Demps gave a friendly smile. "Opportunities to go to the mysterious [Witch Academy] for practical training are rare. I have to thank Brother Nicholas for inviting me."

At the same time, he also waved to Mia on the side.

Mia, on the other hand, was very arrogant and completely ignored this ' The Third '.

"Let's go."

Demps's expression remained unchanged as he set foot in the Dead Water Swamp for the first time.

Stepping on the swampy planks hanging from the twisted trees, he followed closely behind Han Dong.

A short while later.

Demps's charisma attracted the attention of many Witchcraft Apprentice.

Interested glances came from all the Treehouse, and some witches covered in tattoos even climbed out of their Treehouse to observe the fair-skinned young man up close.

"Demps has a really high 'charisma' rating."

"Haha, Vice Captain, don't make fun of me... But, this kind of 'ability' can be quite useful in certain situations."

"Indeed."

Rowing a dilapidated wooden boat, we arrived at the Witch Academy in the center of the swamp.

The school was completely closed while the witch was away.

Only direct students like Mia are qualified to enter the academy.

Standing in the damp, plant-covered training area of the classroom, Demps couldn't help but spread his arms and feel the unique atmosphere here.

"The air is thick with the scent of wizards... Spells will be more effective and require less energy to cast than outside."

After saying that, Demps picked up a handful of soil.

By rubbing your fingers, you can disperse the soil into powder in the air.

A black mud shield with a skull printed on its surface formed in front of Demps.

This startled Mia.

"Huh!? You know witchcraft?"

"Didn't I say during my self-introduction that I know a little bit about everything...? Of course, I'm not as proficient in witchcraft as Mia."

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