Night had fallen, and at this time, the officials at all levels of Port Royal, who were supposed to be at home from work a long time ago, were still huddled in this small town hall.

Just now, when the soldiers of the Royal Navy were sent out to suppress the riot, they were sent by Governor Swan to come to the town hall for a meeting, and then the Governor explained to them all the situation, and said that the city of Port Royal had now fallen into the hands of witches.

After dawn tomorrow, the most prosperous city in the Caribbean will be decided by the witches, so Governor Swan hopes that these officials will still be able to do their best to maintain and stabilize the order of the city until the witches have a new arrangement!

"Your Excellency! Is it really that hard now? Do we really have to do this? This city of the British Empire, just let those witches come here? ”

A tax collector in charge of port business began to express his dissatisfaction, he had not long been mixed up with the position of tax officer, you know, Port Royal is currently one of the most important and prosperous ports in the Caribbean, every day, he has to collect all kinds of berthing fees, dock fees and commodity taxes.

And now, the city is about to change the sky? Tomorrow the witch has the final say? Will they remove him? Or maybe change some of the rules? Therefore, he always felt a little unwilling, he hadn't made enough money in this position.

"Ladies and gentlemen...... Anyway, the horror and horror of witches, I'm sure many of you also understand! So, don't let me tremble, you must know it yourself! Merely...... I'm here to advise you, it's best to do what the witch tells you to do, but it's just three months, and it's over after a while, and the witches will still pay your salary. ”

"As for whether you will go or stay after three months, it is up to you. Of course, if you have the ability, you can try to get out of here by boat now, and no one will force you to stay. ”

Governor Swan sat on his throne a little absent-mindedly, looking at the chaotic crowd of officials around him, and he was in no mood to care about their thoughts now.

Anyway, from tomorrow onwards, he Weatherbiswan may no longer be the governor, what do these people think and what does it matter to them? He can't protect himself now, where does he still have the heart to care about them?

"Your Excellency the Governor! Perhaps, we can try to resist again? Those witches are just a few women, not to mention that they are still half a big girl, I don't believe it, so many of us can't clean them up? ”

An official with a wig who didn't know whether he was alive or dead suddenly appeared, and said cruel words with a hideous face, and after the others heard it, they also began to talk about it, this suggestion was quite in line with their hearts.

Although, many of them have also seen the kind of terrifying witchcraft and fire when the witch is in a rage, but they are always a little unwilling to let so many men succumb to the feet of a group of half-sized yellow-haired girls like this!

After all, the current mainstream society in Europe still respects men, and if people know that they have succumbed to a group of little witches in the future, won't it make those people laugh and lose their big teeth?

"Oh God! You still want to resist? ”

"Humph! Invulnerable, not even a cannon, that flaming bear that takes cannonballs with his bare hands, I think, you must have never heard of it, right? Now that even the army has surrendered, what are you going to do to resist? Is it just your sword-unstable arm? No kidding! ”

Governor Swan, who sat in his seat, sneered disdainfully at those people, who really couldn't see the situation clearly.

In his opinion, these people are a bunch of fools! They want to die on their own, don't come and pull him, the former governor! She has a baby daughter Elizabeth to take care of, but she is not in the mood to accompany these outlaws to die!

Besides, he Weatherbiswan was at most helping the witch take care of Port Royal for three months, and after three months, he would return to his homeland with his ass on the back, even if he did not have the position of governor, he could still take his daughter back to the manor in London and live his comfortable life as a noble lord.

"Are we resigned to our fate? Just watch this group of witches messing around in Port Royal? ”

An old official, seeing that His Excellency the Governor would not take the lead in the resistance, could not help but start blowing his beard and glaring and shouting.

"All right, everyone! Everyone must have figured it out, right? ”

"Now, then, I declare that from tomorrow onwards, those who intend to continue to work at the town hall will continue to perform their duties at the same salary! If you don't want to do it, please remember to send someone to submit me a resignation sooner tomorrow. Well, that's it, it's useless to talk about it! Everyone, please let me go, it's getting late, and I'm going home now. ”

Seeing that he had explained everything, Governor Swan sighed, got up from his seat, waved directly to the guards, and walked directly out of the door.

He really wanted to go home now, although his governor's palace seemed to have been occupied by witches, and he himself didn't want to go back to face those horrible witches, but, after all, there was his daughter Elizabeth at home, which made Governor Swan very relieved, so he had to go back and have a look.

"That's right! I'm here to warn you: if any of you want to die, you can, do so! But...... But don't pull me up, I don't want to get involved in anything of you! That's it, see you tomorrow, and I wish you all a good night's sleep. ”

Governor Swan, who had reached the door, suddenly stopped, and then turned back and said this.

Tonight's night was really quiet, half-lying in the luxury carriage, Governor Swan, who was slowly rushing back to the governor's palace, looked up at the night sky, once this Jamaican island and the nearby sea were under his control, but unfortunately, after tonight, it was no longer like this.

The sea breeze blowing in the night was a little cool, the sky was still gray, and there were no stars to be seen, and those thick dark clouds directly obscured the bright moon in the sky, so that he could only see the gray outline on the roofless carriage, and the moonlight could not shine at all.

The city became quieter and quieter, and it seemed that the unrest that had spread in the port district had long since subsided, and now the streets of the city through which Governor Swan passed did not suffer much loss or damage, except for some blood stains and some houses that had been set on fire by the mob.

Looking at the rows of soldiers who patrolled dutifully, passing by from time to time, Governor Swan sighed softly.

In this way, Brigadier General Norrington is also a good guy...... Oh, that's right! He's cursed by the witch, and he can't afford not to work hard! Thinking about it this way, I still know more about current affairs, you see, the witches didn't even put a spell on themselves, and they did their best to do their jobs.

That's good, Governor Swan doesn't want to be branded with a terrifying flame symbol on his own hands like Norrington, in that case, even if he dies in the future, he probably won't be able to go to heaven, right? God would never accept a soul tainted by a witch.

It's just that somehow, Governor Swan always felt that something was not quite right tonight, as if something very bad was going to happen? What evil presence is coming to Port Royal? Is this your own delusion?

Never mind...... Don't think about it.

Governor Weatherbiswan shook his head quickly, shaking off the jumbled thoughts in his mind, and he now felt that it was better to hurry home. Now, it's all come to this, and what could be worse than a witch taking over her own territory? Is there anything more evil than those witches?

……

"How dare you!? That's my room, you bandits! I still sympathize with you before! ”

Elizabeth, who was about to fall asleep, was angrily cursing loudly and angrily, she had just been forcibly evicted from her bedroom and stopped in the living room. Because, just now, her room was forcibly requisitioned by the witches.

In the dim candlelight, Elizabeth saw a sleeping little girl occupying her bed, what seemed to be the little witch she had met in the square today? However, the light at night was not very good, and she did not see clearly.

Originally, she felt very tired today, so she wanted to go to sleep earlier, but who would have thought that just as she was about to fall into a sweet dream in a daze, she was pulled out by those maids, and said what was to give up the room?

She was completely confused, she didn't know what was going on, and she didn't know that the witch had actually taken over the city and her home.

So, she took it for granted that she was a dignified Elizabeth? Miss Swan, Governor Swan's only daughter! As the daughter of the governor of one side, how dare anyone requisition her room in her house? Forcibly drove her into the living room? Who the hell is that girl? Is it the princess of the royal family? That's too rude!

"Oh? That's your room? So what? ”

A voice sounded in the living room, and finally Elizabeth came back to her senses a little, just now, it seemed that this voice was holding the little girl and occupying her bed?

Elizabeth, who turned her head, looked at the slightly brighter candlesticks in the living room, and then she realized that there were five strange women in her living room having dinner, and they seemed to have just freshened up? Under the candlelight, their hair still had a little water droplets, and the most important thing was: the person who was talking was still wearing her clothes? That was Elizabeth's favorite tight fencing outfit! How dare she?

"That's my clothes! How dare you do that? You thief! ”

Elizabeth finally went berserk, and she was about to rush over the theory regardless of it, but was desperately stopped by her butler, and when the competent old butler whispered in her ear for a while, she opened her eyes wide and stopped incredulously.

It turns out that her family's governor's mansion has been occupied by these witches? No, exactly, the whole of Port Royal should have been taken over by witches?

Now, Elizabeth and her father, Governor Swan, and nearly a thousand Port Royal soldiers, have become captives of the witches? Now she hasn't been expelled from this governor's palace just because the witches still need them? And, just now, both Governor Swan and Brigadier General Norrington were sent out to clean up the mess?

Elizabeth is a bit of a circle, how did things turn out like this? She just wanted to go up and sleep early, and it hadn't been long since she looked at the time, right? That's all that happened?

"Okay, then, now that you've taken over my room, where do you want me to sleep?"

The situation was stronger than people, and Elizabeth had to take a deep breath, force herself to calm down, and began to speak a little resentfully.

Being forcibly kicked out of her room and robbed of her favorite set of clothes, in Elizabeth's opinion, these witches are really a bunch of robbers, thieves!

"This castle should have a lot of empty rooms, you can find one for yourself."

Charlotte glanced coldly at Elizabeth, and then stuffed a mouthful of bread and cheese into her mouth, not wanting to talk to the other party too much.

Not only have they been tortured in prison for a few days, they are already a little physically and mentally exhausted, but Charlotte is even more serious, she not only witnessed the most tragic thing in the world happen to her today, but she was also tied to a cross and let the scorching sun scorch for a whole afternoon, if it weren't for the support of the magic of the contract, she would have fainted long ago.

So, after almost a day of hunger and physical and mental exhaustion, she urgently needed food to replenish her remaining strength.

"You guys!"

Elizabeth was just about to go crazy, but saw the door of the mansion suddenly open, and her own father, Weatherby? Swan is finally back.

"Ah, father, you're back!"

Seeing her governor's father, Elizabeth hurried to his side, ignoring anything else.

"City Hall officials, I've been informed just now. Tomorrow, most of them should continue to perform their functions, so now, do you have anything else to command? ”

Weatherby? Swan patted his daughter's hand and signaled her to be calm, then quickly took two steps forward, walked to the table, bowed slightly to Charlotte, the leader, and asked carefully.

"It's okay, you can go and rest by yourself!"

Charlotte glanced at Governor Swan, didn't want to say anything, and waved her hand, signaling that they could do their own thing.

Whether it's Charlotte or the other four witch sisters who have just been rescued by her, they are already very tired, and she doesn't want to pay attention to those incomprehensible political affairs now, everything can wait until tomorrow.

"Thank you, and have a nice meal."

Weatherby? Swan nodded, and then followed the butler to quickly take his daughter upstairs.

He also knew that his daughter Elizabeth had made a fuss here just now, but he didn't accidentally provoke these witches again, so it was better to leave here as soon as possible.

I hope they will really let themselves go after three months, right? I hope so!

If he could, Governor Swan would find a house to move out to-morrow, and the witches looked like they were already in his governor's castle. Well, he doesn't want to live in the same castle with these witches anymore!

He seemed to remember that next to the brigadier general's residence, he also had a small three-story house in his name? Although the house is a little smaller, the environment is not bad, not only has a chic little garden, the decoration inside is also first-class, and there are so many rooms, it is no problem to live their father and daughter and a few servants!

And, more importantly, living next door to Commodore Norrington, you can more or less take care of each other, right? It's safer than living in the castle of the Doge's Mansion with a bunch of witches!