Ian didn't stay on Mad Woman's side for long.
Before meeting Joanna, he was very fortunate that even if he didn't like crazy woman food, he still ate the food instead of starving to death. Otherwise, there is no way to see his goddess Joanna now.
Vivienne was holding him in that room that was said to have been arranged according to his liking, and said something to him that he could not understand; obviously those words could be understood separately, but combined into one. Sentences, and then let her say those sentences... No matter how you listen to it, it is full of unreasonable madness that no one else can understand.
And Joanna, his goddess, fell from the sky, directly breaking the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, standing proudly on the debris, looking at Vivian's expression with disdain.
"You bitch!" Vivian looked at Joanna with a frantic expression, full of anger, and even the birdcage she was holding in her hand could feel the pressing squeeze... If it weren't for the cage , Ian believes that he will be crushed to death by these hands.
Joanna changed her attire specially for this trip.
The long skirt didn't fit anymore, so she put on a pair of boots and trousers, covered it with a black cloak covered in blue runes, and even replaced the small parasol that he had always brought with him. I thought it was just a wooden stick placed on the wall as a decoration. Not only that, she brought all three pets in her family: the crow was parked on her wooden staff, the lizard was lying on her shoulder, and the turtle was hanging on the small side bag, So comfortable that even he was jealous.
No matter how weird Joanna's clothes are at the moment, in Ian's eyes, she looks very beautiful... His goddess, came to the door for a frog like him that can be found anywhere on the road, even if she died at this moment Oh, he's dead too!
"Last time, I was careless." Joanna walked slowly step by step, "So this time, to show my respect, I brought all my familiars. Dark magician, I hope you're good to me these days. My little thing is polite, otherwise I will be polite to you."
She looked around and scorned Vivienne's taste a little, like a nouveau riche, and said she was the daughter of a duke
"Damn it!" Vivian roared, the shadow attached to her appeared again, and Joanna rushed over with her ferocious fangs. But this time, Joanna was no longer as polite as last time. She waved the wooden staff in her hand and made the crow fly with it.
A blue flame ignited in the sky.
Ian, who was trapped in the cage, was also thrown upside down in the cage because of Vivian's screams and struggles. The cage escaped Vivian's control and rolled to the side, and was quickly lifted by the crow's claws and brought to Joanna's side... The crow was no longer an ordinary crow. It was as beautiful as igniting a blue flame, and when she opened her mouth, a flame was spewed out at the screaming Vivian, so that Vivian was covered with blue flames, and it was painful to see.
It was the two shadows that were dispatched to put out the fire on her body again... It seemed that she had no other magic other than the two shadows.
Joanna took him out of the cage and lovingly caressed the injury on his back from the collision just now, "Okay, I'm here, it's all right. We'll go home after we've dealt with it, and then we won't be. It hurts."
"Let him go, he's mine!" The shadow tried to break through the flames that surrounded Joanna, but couldn't get close to Joanna.
Joanna just looked indifferently at this crazy woman who was covered in injuries, but she was still angry... Yes, crazy woman, if she wasn't crazy, why would she not treat her wounds first, but yell at her first?
She was already fed up with this woman's every move, plus the sense of ominousness brought by this woman... She could be sure that this woman had sacrificed countless lives to pay homage to those two shadows.
Black magic is disgusting.
Putting the lizard on the ground, she stepped back and jumped out of the windowsill, standing on the lawn and watching the pavilion burst into even bigger flames.