Start a Dungeon

"Brother, we will encounter danger later. Get out of here quickly."

Hearing the soft whispering voice of the little rabbit, Lott was slightly surprised. He quickly held the two lolita in his arms and quickly moved away.

After running to a certain distance, Lott asked: "Is it safe now?"

"It's safe."

The little rabbit agreed, and then yawned. His little eyes began to half-open, as if he wanted to sleep.

Seeing this situation, Lott understood a little bit that the ability to predict the future was not unlimited. It was equivalent to a witch's skill and consumed mental energy.

The little girl is too young and doesn't have much mental strength. She will get sleepy if she uses it too much. This is exactly the same as Emily's excessive use of magic.

"Here, Betty, drink this."

Teresa, who is also a witch, could not understand the little rabbit's current situation when she saw her appearance, so she took out a bottle of milky white potion from nowhere and handed it to the little girl.

This should be her own specially made potion that can replenish magic power, but this thing looks different from the blue potion made by the pharmacist.

Seeing Lot's strange expression, Teresa smiled and explained: "I made the spiritual potion from milk, so it tastes great."

Lott: "."

For some reason, Lott thought of a high-end milk bath, because according to his understanding, when a pharmacist makes a magic potion, he will consume tons of purified water to make such a small bottle in front of him.

"Now that I have money, I start to pay more attention to potions."

Lott took the medicine bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip himself. It was no different from ordinary milk.

"Hey, don't eat secretly."

Teresa is very precious to her 'high-end pure brew', and usually she won't share it easily, not even Emily.

"I know, you look nervous."

As Lott spoke, he motioned to Little Rabbit to lift up the transparent mask on her helmet so that she could drink the 'milk'. As for taking off the helmet, that was not allowed. It was cold outside and Loli's body was very delicate.

"Haqiu~!"

Take a look.

Theresa took off her helmet and couldn't help but sneeze next to her. Then she quickly put the helmet on and felt better.

The little rabbit stopped to look at her halfway through drinking, and finally drank all the milk under Lot's repeated urging.

"Hiccup~!"

Loli burped. Lott reached out and wiped off the white substance stuck to her little lips, then asked her to put down the transparent mask, and then asked: "How do you feel now? Do you still want to sleep?"

Loli shook her head, then looked down at the empty potion bottle in her hand, looked up at Lott and asked, "Can I have another bottle, brother?"

Just when Lot was about to open his mouth, Theresa immediately said: "No, you can only drink three bottles a day! Good baby, you must be obedient!"

"Oh" Betty looked disappointed.

Lott watched quietly as one lolita of a similar age taught another one a lesson, smiling indifferently in the end.

Three bottles of milk a day, Elimie seemed to have said this to Teresa.

Sure enough, when you have someone to take care of, you will become mature.

"Betty." Lott, who was squatting on the ground, looked at the little rabbit's big eyes and asked, "Does your mother know about your ability?"

"she"

Just when Er Loli was about to answer, Lott felt a violent wave of air pass behind him.

Lot knew that the prophecy had come true.

So he quickly turned around.

I saw a large white snowball whizzing past, and its flight path happened to pass where Lott was standing before.

Based on the flight angle and speed of that thing, if Lott was still standing there, he would most likely be hit in the chest or head.

Although being hit by a snowball flying at high speed would not kill him, he could still be hit by hitting him on the ground - he was hit by a snowball in front of two lolita. Literally, I can’t live with it in terms of face!

This is a loss of the majesty of an almighty big brother!

Thinking of this, Lott turned his head and looked in the direction of the snowball with a sullen face.

The trolls were having a snowball fight. The group in the front was throwing snowballs, and the group in the back squatted on the ground and kept making 'cannonballs' as big as watermelons, and the force they threw was really like a cannonball - -Are these guys serious?

"Vickers, tell the group of snowball fights to go farther away. There are people here." Lott said looking at the troll in front of him.

Vickers: 'Yes sir. ’

The next second, the demons who were having fun stopped and looked here together. Then they all scratched the back of their heads in embarrassment and saluted in this direction. Lott stretched out his hand and waved to tell them to get away, troll. Then they ran away in a hurry.

After they left, Lott turned around again and squatted in front of the two lolita. He looked at the little rabbit and asked, "Let's continue, Betty. When did you get this ability?"

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said in a tired voice: "A few days ago."

A few days ago, when we first arrived in the dungeon?

Lott nodded, and Teresa next to her quickly asked: "Does your mother know that you have this ability?"

"She just found out the day before yesterday, but she wouldn't let me tell anyone else," Betty replied.

Lot and Theresa looked at each other.

Does her mother know the role of observers to the ethnic group?

If she knew, they had already left the tribe, and the identity of the observer would be a hot potato, which would be quite troublesome for other interested people to see.

Thinking of this, Lott and Theresa nodded involuntarily.

"It's a pity for all the parents in the world. That lady protected her with all her heart. It's a pity that people are not as good as God. In the end, she fell into the hands of some beast."

Hey, be careful I will do something beastly to you now!

Lot looked at Theresa expressionlessly.

"What are you doing?"

The old Loli noticed something and subconsciously covered her body and backed away slowly.

The next second, Lott grabbed her small shoulders and rubbed them hard.

"Ah!! You beast! Let me go!"

"I'll show you what a beast is!"

Teresa kicked her short legs towards Lott as hard as she could, while Lott grabbed her shoulders and continued to rub them hard, looking like she was enjoying it.

It has to be said that Loli is light, soft and easy to push down.

The old loli seemed to be enjoying herself. If this guy was really angry, he would have used magic to defend himself and counterattack by now.

Instead of kicking in vain like a child with his legs constantly dangling towards Lot.

Little Loli stood aside and waited for a while, then reached out again to take off the helmet.

When Lot saw it, he quickly put Teresa down, then held Betty's head and said, "Don't take it off, it's cold and it will freeze."

After hearing this, Loli said: "But, I'm a little hot."

"There is a ventilation system inside the helmet. Let me teach you how to turn it on."

Teresa looked aside for a long time and asked slowly: "Betty, where is your mother?"

"She left with a certain uncle." Little Loli replied in a sweet voice.