Can you catch up so far? Is this a dog nose?

As Santa's 'accomplice', Bella is a little weak after all, she runs away, and the dwarves chase after her like a flock of potatoes.

Unable to shake off the dwarves with the continuous use of illusions, mirroring, and invisibility, Bella took out the magic carpet and prepared to walk through the air.

"Stop! Stop, I have something to say! Although he didn't understand how the magic carpet was taken out, the dwarf at the head guessed what it was for, and he roared.

Bella felt that her eardrums were shaken a little painfully, these dwarves were too loud, you must know that she was going to secretly observe the White Witch, wouldn't such a loud voice be exposed?

"Don't shout, don't shout, you be quiet, what do you want to say?" She asked, sitting on the magic carpet, floating.

A total of thirteen dwarves appeared in front of her, the dwarf led by the leader held a long knife in his right hand, and carried a wooden stake in his left hand, Bella looked at it strangely, the shield before she asked if it was a dwarf, these guys said no, what does it mean to carry a stake now?

"Are you a mage?" The dwarf at the head asked.

At this time, Bella was wearing Kama Taj's gray robes, in order to protect herself from the wind and snow, she also wore a hood, a long sword hanging from her waist, and a staff in her left hand, not to mention, this is a typical mage look!

There is nothing that cannot be admitted, and the mage is not ashamed, she does not feel that she needs to lie, and nods: "Yes, I am a mage, what's wrong?" ”

Despite the big difference between a psychic warlock and a mage, she didn't want to explain it to a bunch of outsiders.

The dwarves began to murmur in dwarven language after receiving accurate answers.

Bella hurriedly added a language to herself.

"Thorin, do you think this guy looks like the man?" An old dwarf who looked to be a little old, with a white beard and a lot of white hair, asked the middle-aged dwarf carrying a wooden stake.

The rest of the dwarves were also expressing their opinions, a bunch of people were in a mess, even if they knew the language, many of the proverbs and parables used by the dwarves Bella did not understand, she only knew that the gang was looking for a mage, and one of them was a dwarf of fat size, about the same height and width, hiding behind his companions and muttering that he was hungry.

The thirteen dwarves are all powerful and very capable of fighting, if there is no extraordinary strength to participate, judging from the momentum they show, all of them can be ten in one, and the thirteen dwarves can gather together, even in the face of hundreds of enemies.

"You think she's the gray-robed wizard?" The leader of the dwarves asked the white-haired old dwarf beside him.

"The clothes are a little dirty, and it's okay to say it's gray...... The robe is there, and the staff is there, but this man is too young! This seems to be a little different from the prophecy......"

The old dwarf analyzed carefully, and the leader of the dwarves muttered a few words to him, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking their heads.

Finally, the white-bearded old dwarf held out his hands to show that he had no weapons, and then took a few steps in the direction of Bella.

"I'm Bahrain, can I know your name?"

"Snow. White. ”

"Wacky name...... Miss White, this is a fateful meeting, and we only want to ask you one thing......" The old dwarf tilted his head, full of anticipation, but the words came to his lips again: "...... Didn't you steal our weapons? ”

“...... Not really, look! Bella didn't bother to argue, she waved her hand and erected ice walls, the ice walls were more than three meters high, layer upon layer, arching her in the center.

"See? I didn't run because I was afraid of you, but because I didn't want to fight uselessly. ”

The dwarves clenched their weapons in unison.

The old dwarf suddenly remembered something: "You are the white witch here?" ”

Bella flatly denied: "How is it possible, the White Witch is an old woman, what about me?" How young I am! You're not young, but your vision is too bad! ”

Calling her old, which made her very unhappy, and she didn't bother to argue with the dwarves, she rode away from the scene on the magic carpet and flew towards the ice castle in the distance.

"Is she the mage we're looking for?" Several dwarven warriors asked their leader in unison.

The middle-aged dwarf named Thorin was also quite hesitant, he thought for a moment: "We just came here, we don't know a lot of things, let's get information first, and then go to find the gray-robed mage mentioned in the prophecy." ”

......

"Obey me, you will be my eyes and ears!" Bella snorted softly, and her palm slapped on the top of the head of a rather ferocious wolf, and the spiritual energy forcibly invaded the consciousness space of the wolf.

After separating from the dwarves, she feared that the disturbance she had made before would be too big, so instead of going directly through the valley, she made a big circle, walking in the woods, mountain streams, and ice walls for most of the day, but even after all kinds of cover, a group of wolves with a keen sense of smell still caught up.

Bella kills the wolf, and then the wolves disperse, and she secretly controls a wolf, trying to use the wolf's perspective to observe the reality of the White Witch.

The wolves regrouped after being killed by her, and they returned to the White Witch's castle with their tails between their legs.

Just entering the confines of the castle, Bella was sure of one thing, this magic feature was the Ancient One, but compared to the Ancient One, who was now restrained to the extreme, quiet to the extreme, this magic reaction was more flamboyant and colder.

Through the wolf's body, Bella could feel the chill in the air that seemed to freeze everything into ice.

"Humph! Say I'm cold inside? You're not much better than me! There was an indissoluble resentment in Bella's tone, but more sympathy, sympathy for the Ancient One, sympathy for herself, sympathy for all the spellcasters.

All mages, more or less, are a little dark in their hearts, and they can't be said to be optimistic and positive, but people with that kind of personality are basically dead in the early stage.

"Your Majesty, we didn't find the mysterious visitor you mentioned." The original head wolf died, and the pack introduced a new leader.

The new head wolf knelt before the throne, as honest as a dog.

The woman on the throne got up slowly, her face, height, and even her pace were no different from the ancient one that Bella knew.

The difference is that the White Witch has hair, her blonde hair seems to be shrouded in a layer of ice, stubbornly pointing obliquely towards the sky, and the White Witch wears a crown of seven ice picks on top of her head.

She slowly stepped down from the throne, her shadow reflected on the polished ice around her, she was the same height, but this woman seemed much taller than the ancient one.

She wore a pale teal pleated skirt that covered her feet, her shoulders and arms exposed.

The White Witch's appearance is not enchanting, nor is she the slightest bit charming, and her gender is often ignored at first glance, but as long as she stands there, her eyes can't help but be attracted, and she seems to be the center of the world.