"I think it seems to be there, right?" Tibina stepped out of the back garden and looked around, her eyes fixed on the tower in the corner of the mansion.

The tower was the tallest building in Amberty's Mansion, probably more than fifty meters tall.

The area of the tower is not very large, the body of the tower is made entirely of stone, and the upper windows are small, only the windows at the top of the tower are larger.

It is said that almost every day there is a "monster" doing something at the top of the tower, and there are often many colorful lights coming out there, and the shadow of a hairy monster is moving.

"Yes, anyone?" said Tibina, knocking on the tower's wooden door, but heard no answer.

Tibina pushed the door open, it was so loose that it could be opened with a light touch, and as soon as you entered, you could see the stone wall, and then the spiral staircase on the left.

The staircase was very long, and although there were lights, none of them were lit, but fortunately there were a few small windows to let in the sunlight.

The window looked like a brick had been snapped down from the wall, and there was little light, just to see where the steps were.

"Hello, anyone? I'm Tibina, and my dad asked me to come back to you. Tibina shouted as she walked, two steps at a time, very carefully and slowly.

After a few minutes, Tibina finally reached the top of the tower, and there was still a wooden door at the end of the stairs, but this wooden door was not as loose as the wooden door at the bottom of the tower, and Tibina did not push it open after a few retreats.

"Is anyone there? Hello?" Tibina knocked on the door, and there was silence for a few seconds, followed by a "clang" sound.

"Hello, Mr. Monster?" Tibina was startled and took a few steps back.

She was right to step back, for the wooden door began to melt with flames from the center as soon as she stepped back.

That's right, it was melted by the flames, and the wooden door melted into a red paste like magma, and it also emitted the characteristic smell of burning wood.

The pulp of the wooden door eventually cooled to a black-gray powder, and suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the room at the top of the tower, and all the black-gray powder on the door frame disappeared.

"I'm not a monster...... a mature woman's voice came from the room at the top of the tower, her voice was slightly hoarse, and she could be heard to be tired.

"Hello, I was asked by my dad to come to you to learn magic. Tibina emboldened herself and walked up.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see that the entire room at the top of the tower is in a mess.

The beds, tables, and chairs are all next to each other, not to mention that even the places where things are placed are chaotic.

A woman with long black hair was sleeping on her bed leaning back in a chair, with many unknown instruments on the bed, and even an alcohol lamp heating a beaker of pink viscous liquid on the bed......

"Ahh

The woman's hair and clothes were messy, especially her hair, which looked like it hadn't been washed for a long time, and there were knots in many places, and her face, which was dirty, couldn't see her true face clearly, and her clothes were also worn backwards, not to mention on her feet, wearing only a sock.

There was barely room left on the floor to stand on, and Tibina carefully tapped the ground a few times, and settled on a slightly empty floor.

"Hello, Auntie! I'm Wesker's daughter, and he asked me to come and learn magic from you. Tibina bowed, pinched the corners of her skirt with both hands, and stepped back with her right foot.

"Well, alright, get up. The woman glanced at Tibina and went back to mixing her pink viscous potion.

"My name is Zhenma, you don't have to call me an aunt and aunt all the time, I'm nearly a hundred years older than your father. ”

(Zhenma: One hundred and forty-six years old, the owner of this tower, has been living here, the exclusive witch of the owners of the mansion for generations, because of the deed of sale, Zhenma has to serve the owner of this mansion for the rest of her life.) ）

"Ahh

"No need, if you want, just call me a teacher. Zhenma replied to Tibina, her hand still shaking the pink sticky potion.

"Okay...... Teacher, you mean, you promised to teach me magic?" Tibina didn't react at first, and she paused for a moment before she became happy.

"Well, you wait for me. Zhenma stopped what she was doing and raised her right hand towards the door frame, a brown finger-thick vine growing from each fingertip of her right hand.

The vines automatically merged with the door frame as soon as they touched it, and after a while, a brand new wooden door stood in the same place as the original wooden door.

"This is magic, creating magic, and the door I made out of it is the best I want it to be, and it is very strong. Zhenma picked up the beaker that had just been placed on the bed and looked at it carefully.

"Get me a full plank from the table. Tibina listened to Zhenma's words, and immediately jumped a few times and came to the side of the table.

The table was full of experimental equipment, and a lot of things I don't know what they were.

Of course, there were wooden planks, but most of the planks on this one were incomplete, and Tibina pulled a new one from the bottom with a few tugging.

"Here, teacher. Tibina was very adaptable, and when she asked her to call her teacher, she didn't hesitate at all.

"Hmm. ”

Gemma took the board from her hand and dripped a drop of the pink gooey potion from the beaker on it.

Thick white smoke soon rose from the planks, and in a few moments, the small planks that were an inch thick were corroded through.

"Well, it's not very corrosive. Gema threw the plank in her hand and took the potion and drank it.

"Teacher, what are you!" Tibina wanted to save the teacher, in her opinion, the potion just now was very dangerous, and drinking it directly was like suicide!

After Zhenma drank the potion, she was still as good as no one, but she was still a little energetic.

"Uh, wait a minute, the effect is coming. Zhenma put on a very painful expression, struggled on the bed for a while and never moved again, Tibina saw this scene, she didn't even dare to make a sound, and her body never moved.

Soon, the pink viscous potion showed its true medicinal effect: Jinma's body began to become clean, and the dirt on her skin seemed to come alive, all of which moved to the tip of Zhenma's nose, where a black ball of mud formed.

And her hair began to become shiny, not only the dirt disappeared without a trace, but even the knotted hair untied itself like a small snake.

Zhenma's appearance is very beautiful, and she doesn't look like a person who has lived for nearly a century and a half, but she is still as young and beautiful as a big girl in her twenties.

As she regained her breath, her face began to flush, and eventually, she opened her eyes as deep as a black hole.

"Why? This is not the effect of this potion, you know, witches live for a long time, basically five hundred years old before aging. The effect of this potion is only to cleanse. Jenma looked at the surprised Tibina and guessed what Tibina wanted to ask.

"Well, teacher, can I call you Sister Zhenma? Really, I feel that calling you like this is in line with your temperament. The corners of Tibina's mouth gradually rose, and she looked at Zhenma, and her heart was full of admiration.

"Well, whatever you want Oh, to be honest, since you are my master's daughter, it is no problem for you to call me a dog. With a wave of her hand, all the objects in the room returned to their rightful place as if they had been brought to life.

"I, I'm ......," Tibina said again.

"Want to learn?"

"Hmm!"

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