Every day when you open the door, you can see the open sky and the neat streets. There is no filthy excrement and dry blood on the ground. There is no stink of alcohol fermented in the stomach bag and the suffocating smell of sea breeze mixed together. It''s like heaven for Peggy. Although the sky was not completely bright at this time, and the cold wind from the North was still disturbing the disaster stricken city, the witch with long green hair had begun her day''s work with a happy tune.


    Red pupil, the tavern finally reopened in the third month after the rat plague. However, the customers were surprised to find that the bar owner here had changed from a silent man to a young girl who called herself Peggy. It''s a waste of time for a young witch to be a receptionist in a tavern, but it was put forward by Peggy himself. She knew that as a new member, emia couldn''t believe herself completely. And she doesn''t want to spend her time reading endless books. Although the position of tavern owner is not interesting, it can at least help her avoid being trapped in a narrow room. In addition, the red pupil is used as an underground network communication place under one eye. Those nervous Street spies can also provide a lot of entertainment for witches. As for trouble, how many of the usual drunkards or thugs are opponents of witches?


    Broom, brush gently on the smooth stone road. Peggy tied up her long hair at will and wore a long brown dress. She was thinking about what kind of breakfast she should prepare for herself after cleaning the door of the pub. The pickled meat that came in yesterday was delicious, and it must be nice to roast it with bread and mushroom soup. Well, maybe you can be more extravagant and use a little strawberry jam? What a happy worry, the little witch thought with a smile that when she was in lost heart Bay, she was more concerned about how to live, and never carefully enjoyed life. Especially when she lived in the Bay, the food she ate was mostly damp and fishy. She was fed up with those damned salted fish.


    Peggy''s eyebrows wrinkled at the thought of pickled fish, and she felt as if her nose really smelled the most disgusting smell. It''s just an illusion. It''s not lost heart Bay. It''s the capital of Cang lion, although there is no king now. The little witch comforted herself so much that she waved the broom in her hands and planned to finish the cleaning in the morning. And just then, her attention was drawn to something in the sky, it was a seagull, but why were there gulls here? Peggy thought about it, but didn''t notice that the gull had dropped something on top of her head. When she looked at the growing shadow and realized that it would fall on her, she had no time to avoid it.


    "PATA!" A salted fish, impartial hit on the face of the little witch raised.


    "Ah PAIg''s screams awakened all the people around. The one eyed thugs stationed near the tavern grabbed their weapons in a hurry and rushed out without even caring about their clothes. They nervously looked at the streets around them, searching for signs of the enemy. At the same time, the wooden windows of the nearby houses are also opened, and several crossbows are stretched out from them, waiting for an order to shoot the enemy in front of the tavern into hedgehogs. But both the crossbow man and the batter were confused. They saw nothing.


    The morning disturbance soon spread to one eye''s ears. When the sun rose a little more, the owner of the red pupil and two witches came to the tavern by carriage. "And miss Peggy?" The masked one eye inquired of her subordinates. Although Amelia had already lifted the curse attached to it, she was still used to using this face to face her subordinates. "On the second floor." The small head in charge of this area quickly replied that he had not been in this position for a long time and didn''t want to lose the trust of the boss because of this inexplicable incident.


    The witch in the red dress nodded to one eye. "I''ll go up with clandy and ask her what''s going on." With that, emia and her daughter walked up the stairs leading to the second floor. The second floor of the red pupil tavern used to be a private space with one eye, but now it has become the territory of the new owner of the tavern. Page does not allow anyone to set foot on the second floor of the tavern. And those who had been reckless to step onto the second floor of the pub would also bring back some strange things, such as the door with the same room on both sides. In just a few months, it has become the closest place for strangers.


    One eye shrugged. Of course, she knew that the rumors were all about witchcraft, but she had neither the need nor the motivation to explain it to her people. Keeping mysterious can stabilize the morale of the army and help to improve the loyalty of these people to themselves. So she casually opened a chair and pointed to the little leader with her chin, "go and see what''s in the kitchen. I haven''t had breakfast yet."


    Listening to the sound of pots and pans crashing in the kitchen, one eye tapped his mask with his finger. Rat plague made a large number of refugees lose their land. Out of fear of rat people, many people still refused to return to their hometown after the plague, and stayed in the city where they fled. But most of them were farmers who knew nothing about farming, and had no skills to make a living except their bodies. Therefore, her gang took advantage of this opportunity to expand a lot of manpower, and basically recovered the losses in the plague. But now it seems that these new people need some time to train to really come into use."We came in." Emia said hello outside Peggy''s room, and then pushed the door open. As for the little magic on the door, it was not worth mentioning in front of the senior witch. After all, Peggy joined in under her persuasion, so she hoped that, if conditions permitted, her mother should still give her basic respect. But the present situation was uncertain, and Corinthian, unable to say anything, had to follow emia into the room.


    Peggy''s room was neat, a little too neat for a unique witch. The carefully folded blankets and clothes, the spotless floor and furniture all show that she really cherishes her present life. The only uncomfortable place, I''m afraid, is a faint smell in the room. The source of this smell is the salted fish on the table. The little witch with long green hair is sitting beside with her head in her arms, looking at the fish with the expression of looking at some monster. The scene is indescribably funny.


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