Chapter 42: The Witch's Secret Conversation

"Na! Naa! O Medea! What would he like, you say? ”

“…………”

In the black glove, she held the test tube, which looked like a science, and the faint blue liquid in it was slowly flowing along the glass rod in her hand, mixing into a flask filled with purple liquid. Medea was clearly mixing something and didn't pay attention to her.

"Naa! Medea, sure enough, men like to be plump, right? ”

“………………”

Pretending not to hear, Medea pretended to be preoccupied.

She didn't actually mix anything, and she didn't plan to do any magic props, it was just because her aunt was too annoying, so she just gave up.

According to the modern knowledge she has obtained, it is true that many young people are afraid to see their relatives now, for fear that their relatives will force them every day to ask why they are still single, when they get married, when they eat candy, what college will their children go to when they grow up, and how many grandchildren will have children...... Obviously, I haven't even found a girlfriend, and my relatives have already begun to plan for the next three generations, which is really unnecessary.

But Medea is just the opposite, and her aunt pesters herself every day to ask about this kind of fluttering girl......

How did she know! Who understands this!

Therefore, I can only pretend to mix potions and ignore her.

"Na! Are you listening! Listening, listening! Listen up! Listen to it! Beauty—Di—Ya—"

Circe jumped from the head of the bed, his high heels creaking the wooden floor, and his little slender arm grabbed Medea's arm and shook it.

"Hey! Auntie, don't make trouble! In case something goes wrong......"

"It's out, it's out. Anyway, there is no danger of mixing these two solutions together. ”

Circe replied nonchalantly.

Medea's missteps.

Yes, everyone is a witch, and they are taught by the same goddess, of course, you can see what solution she uses and what effect it has when you put it together.

What Medea is doing now is like pouring water into salt water. Even if the hands are shaking too much, it is nothing more than a little lighter salt water. There is no danger at all.

Medea put away her magic device, knowing that she couldn't escape, she simply broke the jar and turned around, putting on a stern look.

"I said aunt! You should also be a little self-conscious! Consciousness as an adult! ”

"Hmmm! I have it! So isn't this talking to you about adult love? ”

“…… Where is this kind of topic...... Moreover, where is that stinky boy who stinks and hasn't dried up! There are many men who are better than him! ”

"Hmm...... Probably took me off the island. ”

Circe poked her chin with her fingers, looking thoughtful, with her sweet girlish posture, how cute she looked. If you take a picture, you can throw it directly into a girl's magazine as a cover.

"That's not the island where you're imprisoned at all, is it?"

"That's okay! In all these years, he was the first person to say that he was going to take me away, and he really did take me away! Hee-hee...... Anyway, Medea, do you think, should I go the sexy route? You see, when the time comes, he comes from this direction, and I will pose this pose, and if he comes down the stairs, I will pose this pose, what do you think? ”

Like a model, Circe twists his joints and matches his arms and calves with the curves of his body to form a pose that makes people feel indescribable. It's more like acrobatics than a gesture or something.

"I said auntie, how can I know what modern men like!"

"Hey...... Shouldn't Little Medea's words be to play with thousands of teenagers and countless beautiful men? You are called a witch of betrayal, it must be because there are good men every day! ”

"Please don't make up some of the things you don't have...... It's really ......."

Medea's head was swollen with bruises, if it weren't for the fact that she was an older person and her magic skills might be a little higher than herself, she would definitely have done it.

"Haha, just kidding! Actually, it's because ......"

Circe suddenly put away his joking look, and rarely showed a serious appearance, his brows frowned slightly, and his eyes narrowed, seeing this seriousness, Medea was also a little curious. Although she is not familiar with her aunt, she also knows that she is the kind of person who giggles at all times, and is a funky person who fits the name of a witch. Such a serious expression is rare. I couldn't help but be a little curious about what she wanted to say.

"Because...... This place called Chaldea has many strong enemies. ”

As he spoke, Circe stretched out his hand and counted them one by one.

"That Joan of Arc, a saint, with big breasts, a serious book, blonde hair or something, it's just too cheating! Men love it! This kind of person. And that Lily, petite and cute, still blonde, serious, and untouched in the world, will definitely make people want to teach her something strange! And that Medusa, who is beautiful, has a good temperament, and a mask, doesn't that say? Still holding the pipa and half-covering his face. And it seems that there are other beauties in the Chaldees...... So Medea ...... Ah......h

After counting them one by one, Circe suddenly stopped, she narrowed her eyes, and carefully looked her niece up and down, although her whole body was wrapped in a black robe, but her delicate and bulging figure could not stop it at all...... Could it be ...... This is the legendary ...... Hidden bosses?

“…… Aunt...... You're almost enough, get out of here! I have something else to do! Let's go! ”

Medea pushed her with all her might, driving the petite girl out of the house, always feeling that she would say a lot of strange things next, and she would be inexplicably condemned, and before being inexplicably accused, she took the first step to remove this unstable factor.

Circe made a groaning sound as he was pushed out by Medea.

Both of these people's muscles are E, but this room is Medea's workshop after all, and it has a more or less strength-increasing effect, and Circe was kicked out of the house by her in this way.

Circe sighed and said to himself: What a coldness! Little Medea!

Although new to Chaldeans, Circe had begun to beware of these overly good women.

Well? Why weren't Rika Fujimaru and Matthew mentioned just now?

Oops, these two people have reached the point where a discerning person knows that they are a pair at a glance!

Don't worry!

Circe has no experience in love, and has a lot of experience in keeping pets. Pets are much easier to handle than people.

(Well, anyway, let's try to concoct a potion that will make him fall in love with me alone!) Uh-huh! It's on! The medicine taught by the goddess Hekate, look forward to it! )

I wonder if Hekat will show a sad expression when he knows that his medicine is being used in such a place?