"Welcome to the Witch League!" In the hall, a group of witches of all ages and colors toasted and laughed. network
"Thank you, thank you." Lucia felt her eyes warm again. She sniffed and resisted the urge to shed tears. She raised her glass and took a sip of the ale. It was not as bitter as she remembered, but the aroma of wine. A little sweet in it.
After meeting the lord, with the assistance of Nightingale, she took a hot bath for herself and Ling, and changed into a set of clean clothes. After settling down her sister, Lucia followed Nightingale back to the castle hall again. Here, the witches held a welcome feast for her.
It was the first time that Lucia saw so many of the same kind, and the last doubt in her heart dissipated. If the witch was imprisoned here, or forced to serve the lord, it would be impossible to show such a brisk and bright smile.
Thinking of what Nightingale had said, this is the home of witches, she suddenly felt a sense of empathy. Compared to those witches whose identities were exposed and were hunted down and executed by the church, how difficult it was to have a safe and comfortable shelter. Since Jinsui City was attacked by thugs, in just over a month, she has suffered from running around. And the warm welcome from the Witch Union made her heart that she had been holding on to can finally relax a little.
At the same time, she also saw how magical a feast that was all started and attended by witches could become.
The black flames instantly browned the steak, and the tub in which it was served was unscathed.
A little girl with short golden hair was flying around in the air, filling everyone's cups with a jug.
The witch who looks like a foreigner simulates a variety of musical instrument sounds, and finally converges into a beautiful piece of music.
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Under the introduction of Nightingale, she quickly remembered everyone's name, and unknowingly integrated into the group, and the sadness in her heart was also diluted a lot.
There are mature and stable Scrolls and Wendy in the Witch League, Ye Ye and Echo who are like sisters, and Anna, Soraya and others who are similar in age to him. No matter who they are, they do not regard her as a stranger. For this, Lucia was very grateful.
After the banquet, she and the witches exchanged good nights, and returned to the new residence, His Royal Highness, and provided herself and Ling in the last guest room on the second floor of the castle. Although Ling was not a witch, he did not order himself and his sister to separate.
"Sister?" Ling opened her eyes when she heard the sound.
"You're awake!?" Lucia was overjoyed and ran to the bed in three steps, "How do you feel?"
Suzu looked as if she had fallen asleep, and the pain from the disease had not left any traces on her body. Her eyes were a little confused, but she muttered, "I feel so hungry."
"Wait..." Lucia hurriedly took out a cloth bag from her pocket. After opening it, the aroma of grilled fish overflowed. This was the dried fish slice that Nightingale handed her. "Here's something to eat."
Seeing Ling sitting on the bedside nibbling fish fillets, she patted the little guy's head with relief. My sister is only ten years old this year. Now that she has no parents, she can only rely on herself.
After swallowing the two fish fillets, Suzu woke up quite a bit. She looked around, "Where are we? There doesn't seem to be such a big bed on board."
"The border town in the western border, we have arrived at our destination."
"It's already here?" She touched her cheek. "But am I not… ill? Will they agree to let the sick into town?"
"Yeah, really not," Lucia was amused by her sister's dazed look, "but the witch under Lord Lord cured you," she explained in detail the matter of being born on the dock, "we will stay here now. in his castle."
"Witch?" Ling asked, tilting her head, "Is it the same as your sister?"
"Yes, everyone treats me very well, especially a witch named Nightingale," Lucia patted her head gently. "She even gave you a bath."
"Well, don't you often say that nobles hate witches? Why is the lord willing to take them in?"
This question made Lucia suffocate slightly, and she coughed twice, "This... There are occasionally one or two good people among the nobles."
Ling picked up the last piece of dried fish in the bag, "So do you need to work for him? Like the maid at home, sweeping, cooking and sleeping?"
"What nonsense are you talking about," Lucia pinched her sister's face. "I'm a witch! Of course, I use my abilities to serve the lord! As for what the maid will do, who told you?"
"Mom..." she curled her lips, "so she never allowed Dad to recruit beautiful maids."
Speaking of her family, Lucia's face suddenly darkened a lot. Instead of blaming Ling, she took her sister into her arms and sighed softly.
She was not worried about what her sister said. When talking with the lord, you could see that the other party's focus was on ability, except for simply asking her about her background. Obviously, he was more concerned about whether the witch could serve him.
And when she thought of her own abilities, Lucia felt worried.
It's not that she doesn't know anything about the world of witches. There have been many witches in Jinsui City, but half a year ago, they began to evacuate the city one after another, and they seemed to be going to the fjords to find a new home. She was reluctant to leave her parents, so she did not promise to travel with them. However, after several contacts, Lucia at least knew that witches used to divide their abilities into combat and non-combat types.
Restoring objects can be said to be useless, not to mention fighting, and even using them at ordinary times can be uncontrollable. Her father is a businessman and runs a papermaking workshop. The living room is often filled with paper made of paper. . On the day she became a witch, she unknowingly used her ability to turn the papers back into a large pile of flying grass clippings and crumbs. Afterwards, although her parents severely blamed her, they did not hand her over to the church. Instead, they asked her to hide herself carefully, wear the Stone of God's Punishment when necessary, and pretend to be a devout believer.
At first Lucia was curious about her abilities, and often secretly hid in the bedroom to test and restore various items, but she soon discovered that this ability was extremely difficult to control. Sometimes it is black particles. If you continue to cast the ability on one thing, it will only make it less and less, the final product is either powder or grit, which means that the reduction ability cannot be used to redo damaged items, she will only make others work hard. The finished product is completely destroyed.
Other witches also believed that Lucia's abilities were of little use. They were too close to be used in battle, and they were ineffective against living beings. Not to mention well-trained knights, even ordinary farmers were hard to beat. Fighting witches are not considered to be, non-combat type can't think of any use, almost the lowest level of ability.
Because of this, she was sullen for a long time.
But now... Lucia is more worried that if His Highness thinks she is useless, will she be kicked out of the castle
With an uneasy mood, she blew out the candle, hugged her sister who was satisfied after eating dried fish, slowly closed her eyes, and waited for the arrival of a new day. (.)8