It''s reasonable for Seth and the trolls to know how to get to the witch''s hideout, as they were once held in the same place as Lothar. But it has nothing to do with the fact that they know exactly how to enter the hiding place. There are too many ways witches can create illusions when they leave their hiding places, creating the illusion that there is no or a bias. Even if they didn''t, the way to get into the hiding place would not be unchangeable. Rosa knew that the steps in front of the residence of the black lion king, kalandi, would not really enter the witch''s place when they opened the door if they did not follow the steps set by the witch. And he had reason to believe that the witches in lost heart Bay would not be as careless as their traitors in protecting their homes.


    But the count still felt that Zeh and the trolls knew how to get to the witch''s hideout, not in their ability, but in the people behind them. HeLa, she is the most delicate and the best at controlling her emotions of all the witches that Lothar has ever seen. In addition to her, Peggy also has a certain degree of self-control, but it may be because she has been with Qili for too long. The short woman with long hair also has a fierce and dangerous emotional rush under her weak appearance. Therefore, Lothar believed that if the witches had the slightest ability to see what was going on, Hera would have left behind a measure that could help the situation in front of her, and the keeper of this measure was mostly one of the SAH or mountain monsters.


    His conjecture was almost entirely correct, except that Hella himself was not aware of the current situation in lost heart Bay because of the foot ban, the count accurately captured all the key points. Cech left the room for a short time. When he came back, he held a small flowerpot carefully. The top of the flowerpot was covered with a layer of transparent glass. Inside was a gorgeous rose.


    "Ms. HeLa said that if you have to find her, break the glass outside the rose, and the flower will lead the way." Cech''s expression is very serious. He has blind trust in Haila. The boy will not doubt any word that the daughter of the tomb says, even if she says that the sun will rise from another direction tomorrow, and will never set again after it rises into mid air.


    Lothar nodded. He was no longer surprised by this situation. Sometimes the count even wondered whether he was too deep on the other side of the world in the mouth of the grey robed mage. But this is beyond his control. Since the plague, the dark side of the world has always existed, but now he has opened the curtain and put his head in.


    The count took the flowerpot. "Must it be broken? This cover and the flowerpot are not integrated, right? I should just remove the cover. Can''t breaking it hurt the flowers inside? "


    Cech shook his head. He only knew what Hera had told him. For the details that the witch had not mentioned or explained clearly, the child did not have the ability to speculate.


    Just as they were hesitating at the flowerpot, the silent gatekeeper came up, his feet heavy enough to make people think it was some kind of big beast. That is to say, when luosa was ambushed, the mountain monster stood on the spot by virtue of the terrain advantage, otherwise his footstep would be enough to reveal his whereabouts. Hearing the gatekeeper approaching, Lothar subconsciously stepped aside a little. The memory of being beaten up just now reminded the count of the horror of the armor man. When the mountain monster came to the flowerpot, he raised his right hand without hesitation. At once, he smashed the glass cover outside the rose! "Bang!"


    At the moment when the glass cover was smashed, the bright flowers in the flowerpot burst at the same time. Those petals were flying in all directions in the glass fragments. They seemed to be affected by a breeze. They took the initiative to fly to Lothar, and then they whirled around him for several times and then flew out of the room. "Catch up! They can take you. " Without the warning of Seth, the count had already taken the Tomahawk and chased out. He did not know what the effect of the magic was, so he did not dare to delay. This is a correct judgment, when he rushed out of the front door of the house, the first petal just fell to the ground.


    Cech wanted to keep up with Lothar, but his inner desire to see HeLa urged him to do so. But when the boy ran to the door, he stopped. He''s got a mission on him, a mission from Hella. The mountain monster came to the boy, hesitated for a moment, and put the armored hand on the latter''s shoulder. "Thank you. I''m fine." Cech took a hard breath through his nose and kneaded his eyes. "We have to be here. The things below must be taken care of, right?"


    On the other side, Lothar is not as leisurely as Zeh. Although the petals of roses are not flying fast in the air, they also require the count to run to keep up. This kind of running is no problem for Lothar in a short time. When he leads the troops, the long-distance attack is set up as a training program. But there''s a big difference between rushing and chasing petals in the streets. When his attention is focused on the rose petals, Rosa''s management of his muscle loss and breathing is slightly lax.


    Fortunately, such relaxation would not make the count lose his goal. After all, the witches'' magic was to guide him, not to tease him. As for the residents along the lost heart Bay, they just looked at a man with a Tomahawk chasing some petals in the street."Hoo, hoo, Hoo" the house became sparse, and before we knew it, the petals had taken Lothar away from the main block of lost heart Bay City and headed for the jungle and mountains outside the city. Petals, falling one by one, Rosa stares at the petals and silently counts their numbers. Finally, the last piece of red petals slowly fell into the grass before the count''s eyes. The count stopped and gasped to adjust his heart rate. At the same time, he began to look at all the places around the entrance, but he only saw the surrounding woods.


    Is there something wrong with the witch''s magic? Or are you too slow? Rosa first thought of these two questions, but he soon overturned his doubts. If you don''t believe in magic, magic can''t help you at all. He has only one clue now, which must be firmly grasped. Think, observe, and carefully distinguish every difference. The count pondered for a few minutes where the petals had fallen, but he was surrounded only by forests, no boulders, no trees, no moist or abnormally exposed soil.


    Think, think again! The count simply closed his eyes, and he needed to sift through his brain the omissions in the information he had collected. There''s no problem with witches'' magic. Wait, magic? Lothar thought of a possibility, but was that right? He looked at the axe in his hand, the justice of the fool. This witch hunting knife has the ability to help users dispel harmful magic, but after all, it is only a weapon. Will it also drive away the clues that originally existed?


    Whoa, whoa. So, do you want to lay down your weapons for a while? No one needs to remind Lothar how important the Tomahawk is to him, especially when he gradually goes deep into the shadow world, and the ability of witch hunting knife is his greatest dependence. Can you really find a witch without a witch hunting knife? Even if he did, how could he protect himself from the witches? The choice, placed in front of Lothar, is to return at this point, or to lay down weapons and accept the unknown results.


    "Wait here for me." Said the count softly, and thrust the justice of the fool to the ground. Hands, separate from the handle of the axe. A moment later, white mist began to flow through the gaps between the trees and grass, making Rosa''s eyes dim.


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