"You know, without that ax, I''m not going to have to deal with you more than I''m going to deal with the contents of the plate."


    The witch''s face was still smiling, but what she said was just frightening. As the words floated into Lothar''s ears, the count''s eyes began to twist. In his eyes, the table was still a table, but the food in the plate had changed from normal dishes to something more terrible. The top of the highest triple plate, which had been decorated with a mermaid, was now turned into a sharp arrow, which was hung on it A skull that Lothar was familiar with no longer, the head of a networm. The scene was so real that the count even saw the blood that had not dried out trickling down the gold arrow pole. But this is not over, Rosa has been covered in front of the plate began to shake, in his shrinking eyes, a few familiar fingers from under the cover, as if to break free from the plate.


    "Bang Dang!" Lothar''s hand pressed hard on the plate cover in front of her, and her breathing was obviously aggravated. But he did not make any more radical reaction, just lowered his head and remained silent for a few seconds. When he raised his head again, the bloody scene disappeared completely and turned back to the previous feast.


    The witch gently lifted the knife and fork again, as if nothing had happened just now. However, after she slowly ate an olive, she still glanced at Lothar''s expression. "I have the ability to make what you see come true at any time. There''s no doubt about it. I used to do this when I was young, but not with women. Those bastards don''t love their wives as much as you do. I have to arrest all their children. Oh, it was a big scene, but it can''t be preserved. "


    Lothar swallowed his saliva. He was awake now, very conscious. He finally remembered that the old woman was not ruling the remote town of Cang lion. What she and her sorceress managed were the most chaotic cities on the whole coastline. Over the years, their rule has not been challenged in any real sense. He should have understood that it took more than magic to control such a long time in lost heart Bay, but also a more cruel and crazy heart than any pirate or fugitive.


    Hand, remove from the plate cover, Rosa''s forehead has sweat. But his eyes were still clear, and he knew that fear was the greatest enemy against the unknown. "If you want to show me your strength or make me surrender, you don''t need to put on such a posture. You already know where my biggest weakness is, don''t you?"


    The old woman nodded gently. "When I was young, or when I was young, little girls always had some unrealistic dreams, even witches. My dream at that time was to raise a lion. It must be a lion with a mane like gold. In the year of my adulthood, I got such a lion at the witches'' meeting. Oh, it was the happiest time in my earliest decades. I still can''t forget the look of the lion. It was captured that afternoon and brought to the meeting by six witches in person. When I saw him, there was blood on his teeth. I''m really happy to feed the lion carefully in various ways. I even hope to find a magic that can communicate with it. But I soon found out that things were not what I thought. The lion had not eaten anything for three days, and its mane looked like a withered dandelion. I was so sad that I even cried at his side and asked him to eat. I found him all the meat I could find, all the meat! But it doesn''t eat anything. "


    The witch took a sip of the liquid from the silver cup, moistened her voice, and continued to speak in a gentle voice, "in the end, I can''t help it. I can''t watch it die in front of me. So I controlled it. I used magic to get into its brain and turned it into a puppet in my hand. Now, it will finally be obedient. But I later found out that what I like is not a lion without soul, not a specimen that can walk, so I abandoned it and burned it, leaving only a few teeth to be preserved by me. And this story tells me that if a lion is not arrogant, it has no value in existence. You, young man, you are a lion, a lion just beginning to grow a mane


    Lothar did not understand what the other side told this strange story. It seemed that the great witch liked him very much, but the terrible scene was still fresh in my eyes.


    "I confused you, didn''t I? It doesn''t matter. You just think this is a crazy woman talking nonsense. Anyway, I don''t have a few days to live. It doesn''t matter if I say something crazy. " The great witch approached the back of her chair and looked up at the chandeliers inlaid with diamond shells and various crystals on the roof. "In retrospect, it''s really a long time to think about it. How much effort and sacrifice have been made before we have a firm foothold in this land. Travelers have been wandering for so long that we have almost forgotten how to really base ourselves on a world. We are chased, devoured and forced into exile. This is the fate of our family. And every time we come to a world, we always think that we are safe, so the close group becomes loose and scattered. We don''t remember our origin until the next chase. And every time, we were killed and wounded. Such migration must end and travelers must be reunited. But first of all, they have to take this place as their own world, as their last line of defense, and as their destination. ""Why?" Lothar wondered, "I mean, if you and your people have been wandering for so long, how can you be sure that this is where you should stay?"


    The big witch laughed, not gentle smile, she really happy smile, "yes, why? That''s because the world has a reason to stay. Greyne was smarter than me. She discovered it before me, and she proved it to me. So I can''t fall behind. Her mission is to confirm the potential of this land. And mine is to sow the land. This is the first field I''ve spent decades cultivating. Now it is the last stage of sowing, but those insect pests with scales want to rush into my field and eat away the seeds I have laboriously left. You say, dear Mr. knight, what should I do


    "You''ve known for a long time that the lichen wants to take back this land. You know they''re all set up on the other side of the whirlpool. You want the situation to come to this point, so that you have a reason to sweep them and let the sorceress completely own this place. " Lothar frowned. As a soldier who knew military affairs, Lothar knew that although the big witch''s calculation was dangerous, it was effective enough that the witch''s side would attack the sea demon on its own initiative, and could not really hurt them in the vast waters. But if the offensive and defensive exchange, the situation is different. But there''s another problem.


    "What are you going to do about the fog? If your magic was strong enough to dispel it, you would have done it, right? "


    "Fog? Ah, in your eyes, it''s really fog. But what I want to say is that the real face of that thing is actually a breath, the last breath of thunder giant before he died. The giant recovers, and the breath condenses back into a thick fog, waiting for his body to be remodeled and finally activated. But there''s no thunder giant anymore. He''s dead, completely, completely, no doubt, dead. And it''s you who killed him. Loxaheishan, destination, oh no, the agent of death. You, kill him. "


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