Secia's words made Le Shi wonder what she meant by "people with entangled fate".

Spending time with Chrissy makes Lese know that witches always like to say things that make people feel mysterious and unpredictable, and that they can't be revealed. Secia had an attitude that was so full of words, even if she asked, she probably wouldn't have an answer.

Sethia walked up to the top attic with Le Shi. It was a very minimalist and cosy room.

The whole room is a faint, thin violet hue, and the morning light reflects on the soft azure curtains, showing the stars that shimmer with dazzling brilliance, like a vast sea of Milky Way stars.

Outside the window is a lush and beautiful forest like an oil painting, and in the distance is an endless sea with shimmering shimmers, you can hear the chirping of seagulls, and you can see the vitality of all kinds of agile beasts under the forest, making the room full of vivid emotions in the tranquility.

There are several ancient European-style wall lamps on the wall, with a heavy shadow of time.

There are blooming flowers on the table, and several beautiful butterflies are fluttering and lingering on the stamens, with a faint intoxicating fragrance, which makes Le Shi, who has always disliked fragrances, extremely soothing.

On the coffee table, a set of exquisite and colorful Chinese cloisonné tea sets is placed, and the turquoise tea on it is steaming.

On the bed, there are several sets of neat, dignified, and exquisite women's casual clothes and some underwear items.

This room, which seems to have been prepared a long time ago, makes Leshi have an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if it was prepared for her, waiting for her arrival.

The feeling of relaxation in which the pores were dilated, the nerves that had been restless and tense for a long time finally relaxed completely, and I fell asleep in bed in a trance.

Secia's slender pale fingers gently caressed Leshi's face.

"Little one, you don't do it lightly, look, your cheekbones are cracked......" In the quiet room, only the low muttering of Secia and the even breathing of Leshi who had fallen asleep were the only sounds in the quiet room.

Saixia stretched out three fingers and twisted them, and a pinch of blue light ignited on her fingers, and with a flick, the flames floated up and landed on half of Leshi's face, and began to burn rapidly, and soon that half of her face was completely hidden under the flames of chaos, and Leshi had been in a sweet sleep, looking peaceful.

Secia's fingers ran across Lexie's waist and lingered for a moment at the serpentine mark, a sneer on her lips.

Gentle eyes fell on Le Shi's half-quiet face again, and said softly like a whisper: "Dear little thing, I have been waiting here for a long, long time to wait for your arrival! ”

It's been a long, long time!

……

Once upon a time, between the tectonic plates of Europe, there was a small country, and it was a fertile land.

The young king was a handsome man, and under his leadership, the people were well fed and well-fed, and lived a comfortable and carefree life.

During the prosperous and peaceful years, the young king always liked to travel around the world with the dream of knighthood. During a trip through France, he encountered the "Witch's Trial". It was a memory that he will remember for the rest of his life.

In the central square of the town, a makeshift judgment platform was set up in the center, and piles of dry firewood were elevated, on which hundreds of women were tied.

These women, old and young, were dressed as ordinary poor women, and some wore tattered, blood-stained black cloaks......

The messy and dirty hair was already unreadable on the scarred face, the hoarse throat was so tired that it could not let out any wail, and the eyes that were exposed were a blank gray of indifference.

Next to him stood the inquisitor, who read the indictment with an indifferent expression, surrounded by a dense crowd of people and believers with extremely frenzied expressions holding torches.

With the last order of the inquisitor, all the torches were thrown at the pine pillars, and at the poor women tied to the wooden frame.

In the midst of the raging fire, the women finally let out a hoarse wail, and their distorted and anguished faces came into the king's eyes.

The young king watched with trepidation, unable to understand why such a cruel and dehumanizing tragedy could occur in a civilized country.

At that moment, he prayed to God to rain down so that Gan Lin could save these poor women and give these miserable and innocent lives a way to live.

It was probably the merciful and all-powerful God who heard his prayer, and suddenly the storm changed color, and it really rained heavily.

The people, who didn't have time to be surprised, were beaten by the heavy rain and fled in all directions. The fire on Xingtai was also gradually extinguished.

Or maybe it was the heavy rain that gave these women a miraculous desire for life. The women roared and struggled desperately.

When faced with a desperate situation, people's potential will explode infinitely, and some women really broke free from the rope and escaped from Xingtai. Some women broke free from the ropes, and then went to free other women who were bound, and more and more women jumped off Xingtai and fled.

The scene is getting more and more chaotic. The young king, under the protection of his attendants, hid in the carriage.

The soldiers in the square began to shoot at the fleeing woman, shooting with bows and arrows. Blood and rain mingled together, staining the ground of the square red.

Listening to the sound of gunshots, bows and arrows, and screams outside the carriage, the young king trembled and prayed incessantly, and anxiously lifted the curtains of the carriage.

He saw a young woman, rushing into the chaotic crowd, nimbly dodging the flustered, dodging stray bullets, blurred vision by the heavy rain, deftly avoiding the man who reached out to grab her, and quickly disappeared from his sight.

Saddened and disheartened by the fact that more and more women were being recaptured or killed on the spot, the young king ordered his attendants to send him away quickly, and he could no longer watch.

As the king's carriage passed through a bush, a dirty hand came in from outside the carriage, and a woman with a disheveled head jumped into the carriage without his guards knowing it.

It was the woman who skillfully dodged the fire of the bow and arrow and disappeared from his sight!

"Gracious sir, please save me!" was the woman's first words to him.

After receiving his consent, the woman took out a pair of scissors in front of him, cut off all the messy long blond hair and turned it into a fashionable man's hairstyle, and then tore off a long cloth band from her dirty and wide skirt, and tightly tied her breasts. I asked him to borrow a men's suit and put it on his body, tucking all the remaining short skirts into the waistband of his trousers.

And just like that, this filthy woman turned into a filthy lad. After doing all this, it seems that the last strength of the woman has been exhausted.

The woman only left a sentence: "Merciful sir, I will repay you for your kindness...... and fell into a faint sleep with a frowning brow.

The young king ordered the guards to come in, and hid the sleeping woman in a cleverly designed chamber in his wide carriage, which was almost unnoticed. Then he continued his prayer of thanksgiving......

As for the woman's words of repayment, he didn't take it to heart.