Chapter 173 Are You Pregnant? Let Me See It with Magic

"Get away!"

The 60-degree cone-shaped fan can spray high-temperature flames 10 meters away, and can be compressed and explode within two or three meters.

Ice versus fire, head-on confrontation, pure energy. The diffuse ice mist was swept away first, and the white fire did not stop, directly impacting the ice giant.

The body made of solid ice was thinned on the spot. A large amount of white mist rose, and then, drops of ice water fell like rain, forming a small puddle between the ice giant's feet.

The ice giant froze. The old magician's voice came again: "Back off! Back off!"

Water splashed. The ice giant staggered backwards, one step, two steps, three steps, and finally sat down on the ground, solidifying into a lump of unconscious ice.

The old magician flew down from the rock. Holding a staff in one hand and a robe in the other, he stood on tiptoes to avoid the ice on the road. He jumped up and down like a fat duck and ran over.

Seeing that her daughter was fine, the female knight fell to the ground, but she didn't look like anything was wrong. When her shoulders slumped, her whole body collapsed, and she became ten centimeters shorter on the spot:

"so far so good……"

After exhaling this breath, he turned to Gretel with a grateful face: "Thank you! This ice element suddenly lost control. If you hadn't blocked it, I really wouldn't have had time to send it back. You..."

He looked up at Bernard, tilted his head back at a 45-degree angle, and saw the top of the big bone rod:

"What do you call me? Are you and your followers okay?"

The barbarian smiled naively, put away his bone club, and stood behind Gretel. Gretel waved his hand naturally and took on the social responsibility of the two of them:

"I'm fine. With the master's control, even if we don't help, we should be able to take back the ice elements in time. At most, the lady will be a little frightened - is the lady okay?"

"Huh! What a dead girl!" The old magician glared at his daughter, then started blowing his beard and glaring. The female knight hugged her friend and took two steps back, her face full of caution. The two sides met their eyes and immediately started a new round of quarrel. Gretel stood aside and listened to a few words. He felt as if his head was going to explode. He couldn't help but speak out to persuade:

"Master, Miss Knight, can you allow me to say a word?"

"What do you want to say?"

The old magician's face softened. Grete bowed slightly:

"Master, even if you are angry, you still love your daughter. No matter how you deal with this situation, it is always better to find a high-level healer to take action. I happen to be going to visit Wood from the Order of the God of Nature. Elder, if Master has time, can you take Miss with you?"

"You?" The old magician looked at him doubtfully, and his eyes glanced at the badge on his chest: first-level magician, first-level arcanist. At this level, can you also directly visit Elder Wood? "——By the way, I didn't ask you just now, what is your name?"

Gretel quickly reported his name. Seeing the old magician frown slightly, as if recalling, he added: "Last month's "Arcane"——"

"Oh, I remembered." The old magician suddenly realized. "That paper was indeed signed by many priests - so you are familiar with him?"

"It's indeed quite familiar." Gretel gestured, and the barbarian ran back behind the rock, took the oak staff and handed it to Gretel. The old magician glanced at the two green leaves on the head of the staff, and his brows jumped again:

A first-level magician, a first-level arcanist, and a second-level priest. What kind of approach does this kid have?

Although strange, it does increase the credibility. He nodded slightly:

"Then I'd like you to introduce me."

Convince one, and there's another. Grete turned to the female knight, and Selina stood up to cover her friend. Her emerald green eyes were blazing, her lips were moving, and she looked ready to refuse. Gretel rushed to speak:

"This lady, there is obviously something wrong with Miss Iris's current situation. If she is not... then she must be sick. It would always be good for her to find a good healer, right?"

See a doctor!

See a doctor!

If you have any questions, be sure to see a doctor, and don’t keep it to yourself!

The female knight's eyes flickered slightly and she turned back to look at her friend. Iris hid behind her, petite and pale, like a frightened little dove. Her slender fingers grasped the edge of the cloak. Even though it was covered by the cloak, she could still see the swell of her belly, which indeed looked a bit like she was pregnant.

"I'll take her away! Don't touch her!"

She spoke with a straight face, looking half at the old magician with guarded eyes, and half at Gretel, the barbarian behind her. Grete breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly:

"Okay, okay, take her with you. Try to walk as steadily as possible. I think she's not feeling well..."

The group set off again. Arriving at Oak Ridge, Elder Wood happened to have no patients, so he welcomed them in and looked around: "What's the matter? Who is uncomfortable..."

"This damn girl doesn't learn well! I've been out for a few months, and she's become like this!" the old magician said angrily. He pulled off the cloak, threw it back to the female knight, and pointed at his daughter's belly:

"Master, please take action and get rid of this scoundrel! I will take her to another place. In a few years, she can marry innocently!"

"I'm not pregnant! I haven't even touched a man's hand!" Iris cried out. The old magician roared angrily: "Who else are you trying to lie to! Your belly is so big, you can't eat anything, and you still want to vomit! Do you have to give birth to a scoundrel before you are willing to admit that you have done something scandalous?"

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." Elder Wood smiled and reassured: "Tolga, don't be anxious, girl, don't cry yet. Sit tight and let me use my magic to take a look..."

He waved away the others, held his oak staff in both hands, and murmured a prayer. A clear brilliance shone from the green leaves on the head of the staff, covering the girl's body. Iris was crying so hard before that she calmed down soon after being shrouded in green light. She lowered her head and refused to shed a single tear.

Huh?

This magic also has the function of soothing emotions?

Grete was surprised and couldn't help but take a step forward. I saw Elder Wood's eyes half-open and half-closed. The look was very familiar, and he was obviously observing something in his meditation field of vision. Make a half circle to the left, a half circle to the right, then squat down and feel it carefully for a while, and finally exhale with certainty:

"Not pregnant."

"No?" The old magician looked at the elder suspiciously. "Old Mumu, don't save face for me. You damn girl has such a big belly..."

"I really didn't feel the child's breath of life." Elder Wood shook his head firmly. The old magician looked disbelieving and grabbed his wrist:

"Really? - Don't coax me! I had a priest come to my door a few days ago, and they said I could feel the breath of life in my belly!"

"Indeed, it is, but it is very messy and complicated and has nothing to do with children!" Elder Wood retorted resolutely. The old magician was even more uneasy:

"Don't lie to me! - It's easy to handle now that it's so big. If you don't get rid of it, it will be even more troublesome in the future!"

"It really doesn't have the breath of life of a child! - If you don't believe it, just feel it for yourself!"

Elder Wood could not provide any irrefutable evidence, so he could only answer this way. The old magician shook his head even harder:

"I'm a magician! You priests can feel the breath of life, but I can't!"

Two old men who were estimated to be 150 years old in total, one refused to believe it, and the other insisted on his position but could not produce any evidence, arguing endlessly. Gretel stood aside and watched for a long time. When he saw the girl with tears in her eyes, one hand pressing her abdomen, and bending down several times to feel sick, she couldn't help but take a step forward:

"Elder, Master, Miss, can you... let me use magic to take a look at it?"

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