Release that Witch

After nightfall, Wendy came to the door of the bedroom of the book. .

She reached out and was hesitating whether the door should be opened, and the door was opened behind the door.

"I knew you would come to me," the other smiled. "Because I want to talk to you just like the past."

The scrolls apparently washed out early, and the long, wet hair did not rise as usual, but sprinkled freely on the shoulders. In order to prevent the wet robe, she also put a towel on her shoulder. The tip of the hair covered her forehead, and also blocked the wrinkles left by those years, plus the increasingly comfortable life, so that her skin is full and rich, at first glance, as if younger.

The only thing that has not changed is her wise eyes that belong to the elderly.

Wendy couldn't help but raise her mouth. "In your room, is it mine?"

"Your, the nightingale will come back later than the leaves."

"Row."

"Chaotic drinks are out of you."

"Eh!"

"Of course, whoever proposes who is responsible for the drinks, the old rules."

"So you will wait for me at the door?"

"Yes, patience is a very important thing. This is one of my life experiences. Now you have learned it?"

"Ok……"

The two returned to the bedroom, cleaned the desk, and Wendy took two cups and a bottle of chaotic drink from the drawer to fill the cup. The orange-red liquid reflects the luster like a flame under the magic stone.

"Is this what you got?" The book sipped a little. "The luck is really good. Drinking it in winter is no worse than the dragon liquor..."

"So you have earned it," Wendy said.

"Don't say that, we are all blessed by Miss Toveline."

For this kind of varied drink, the way it is distributed to the Witch Alliance members is also very interesting. Every month, everyone has the opportunity to extract a bottle from the chaotic drink made by Evelyn. No. So no one knows which kind of drink they will receive.

Therefore, after the exchange, or eating and drinking, it will become an important part of the day. For some reason, Mai Hao always gets the most popular drinks, so that everyone thought it was Evelyn leaked to her.

The two slowly tasted the warm, hearty red sweet drink while listening to the cold wind whistling outside the window. Compared to the room filled with heating, this feeling will undoubtedly make people feel intoxicated. They rarely speak, sometimes they look at each other and understand the thoughts in each other's hearts.

In fact, Wendy did not have any specific words to say, she just sincerely feel happy. By closing her eyes now, the words of Roland Wimbledon will appear in her mind.

There is only one person in the leader, and that is me.

Prior to this, although she felt that her Majesty was extremely approachable, she was worried that he would hesitate on some key issues or show weaknesses that were not suitable for the king. It seems that he is even better than he expected, and from the tone and look of his negotiations, the experience of these two years has made him more stable and has a momentum of speaking.

What makes Wendy even more incredible is that although Roland is more mature in the position of the superior, the attitude towards the witch and the ordinary people remains the same. It is like that is his instinct. Compared with the former, this is the most incredible point, especially for a royal family.

She knew that the book also felt this change, so she would wait for her at the door.

This is also the habit that has been handed down from the time of the Communist Youth League. When they encounter something good to share, Wendy, the book, the Hakkar three will always get together, drink a few glasses of inferior ale, and talk about the whole night. . Later, the conditions became more and more difficult, and even when the wine could not be used often, it was replaced with wild fruit soaking water.

Unfortunately, Hakala gradually drifted away from them. The good things that can be shared or the good plans for the future have gradually become fears and confusions. In the end, only Wendy and the book are encouraged to support each other as sisters. The two elders are also the founders of the Communist Youth League. Once they fall, everyone will lose confidence in finding the holy mountain. In that hard and incomparable day, the two went down like this.

At this moment, it seems to be reappearing in the past.

"Right," Wendy drank the drink from the cup and spit out the heat. "After the meeting, I handed the test result of the Witched Witch to the Majesty."

"Oh? What kind of ability?" The book rested on the bench and replied easily.

Wendy gave a general account of the four people's abilities. When I talked about breaking the sword, I deliberately sold it. "Why do you guess who he assigned the broken sword?"

"Hey, it should be nightingale or ashes... and only two of them can play the full power of the broken sword." The book thought for a moment. "The power of Anna and the leaves is strong, but it is not suitable for the enemy to fight in front, other sisters also There are not many real fighting witches in the Witch Alliance."

"My thoughts are the same as you, but you don't think so," Wendy showed a soft smile. "He didn't arrange the broken sword for anyone."

The book scrolls a little, "Why?"

"Because he said that weapons usually have to be carried around, that is equivalent to disguising the freedom to break the sword. And the enemy can not always arrive at work hours, and the sword is not necessarily more powerful than the gun, so it becomes a weapon. It's better to work with each witch to test the overlay effect, and then follow the fun or not to make sure the work is better."

"According to the level of interest... arrangement?"

"Well, this is the original words of His Majesty."

Compared to the role of the witch from the use, he first cares about the feelings of the other party, probably also so, the night scorpion will choose to support him without reservation.

Looking back now, fortunately, they finally believed in the judgment of the nightingale.

Thinking of this, Wendy couldn't help but open her mouth. She filled her cup and put it in front of the book. "I wish we found a good king."

The latter smiled and toasted her with a smile. "Well, respect the holy mountain."

"Ah... empty," Wendy wants to continue falling again after drinking this, only to find that a bottle of chaotic drink has been cleaned by two people.

"I will go back and take my bottle?" The book also seems to be a bit unfinished.

"No, since it's the old rules, you have to obey," she waved her hand and pulled out a new bottle of drink from the other drawer. "But next time, I won't knock the door so quickly."

"Wait, this is... nightingale?"

"Ah, she won't mind."

The two raised their glasses again, on this warm and wonderful night.