In a conference room at the witch school, the two sit facing each other on either side of a long table.

Charles had a voiceover on the phone in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I was careless, I didn't expect her to do it directly......"

"I'm, uh, this could be Washington, I'm not sure."

Casidio's usual deep voice sounded like nothing was going on across the phone.

"My energy isn't very stable since I was evicted, so I'll have to wait a few hours to go back, but don't worry, there won't be any accidents, how are you there?"

……

After saying a few words, he hung up the phone, and Charles looked at Fiona, the witch sitting across from him.

"So, it's because of the gathering of witches that you provoked those people just now?" He asked.

"Yes." Fiona replied, sneering, "What's more, I have some personal vendetta with her. I used to be special, so she couldn't do anything to me, but now ......"

Shaking her head, she didn't continue.

The incident of being knocked on the door ended in a hurry after being unexpectedly suppressed by Charles, and both the lead witch and the other members of the Witch Council left in a hurry not long ago.

After a brief explanation, Charles already knew that the so-called Council of Witches was an organization of the Salem Department that participated in the day-to-day management of all the witch classes.

The Great Witch Gathering is a semi-official organization of witches around the world, with the responsibility of supervising all witches.

It is equivalent to the relationship between the senator and the senate.

"Luckily, after this lesson, no one should come back to trouble anytime soon." Fiona is a very smoker, and at this moment she can't help but swallow the clouds and spit the fog, and at the same time her eyes narrow.

"Unfortunately, after such a fuss, many of our witch friends have already retreated."

Charles just nodded and didn't say anything.

For a while, he didn't care much about the witch summons now. Second, although he can rely on the power of the spirit body to "run amok", it is not so easy to deal with a global witch organization.

Or that it is time-consuming and laborious, and there is no need for it, so he didn't make a ruthless move before - he is not really invincible, and Long Ao and the like can't be here now.

"Let's not mention that yet." Seeing his expression, Charles changed the subject and said, "I'm going to find that voodoo witch, when do you have time?" ”

"Tomorrow?"

Fiona asked. Charles thought for a moment and nodded.

"Actually, my relationship with the Voodoo Queen is not that ...... Good. Fiona said lightly: "In the beginning, the Salem witches had a good relationship with voodoo, because when we were formed, we were still very fragile, and we relied on their teaching and protection, but, hehe, time is a very interesting thing. The original allies have become hostile. ”

"It doesn't matter, I just want to find her, and then find the god Loya through her." Charles replied.

Seeing his calm face, Fiona couldn't help but say, "I don't think we can still find her." If what you said before is true, those pagan gods ......"

"I need to check it out." Charles was also anticipating.

In fact, even if he couldn't find it, he didn't care much, he sought out the gods of the Voodoo Cult because he wanted to find the pagan gods of the earth who were targeting them, and the reason he wanted to find the pagan gods was because he was more interested in Odin and his Valhalla.

But if there is really such an urgency, it is not necessarily.

He's just interested. It's good to be able to find it, but it's okay not to find it.

In this world, the only thing that makes him more urgent is only two things, his own strength, and the reality of the world related to the shuttle door.

But now all of these things are in that God.

At this point, all you can do is wait for the one to be ready, and then say, by the way, solve some minor things.

Earth's pagan gods are secondary to the Charr.

Apparently a very intelligent and experienced witch, Fiona sensed Charles' lack of attention. Even she noticed that the matter of the witch academy didn't seem to attract this person's attention.

So much so that she couldn't figure out what this already mysterious necromancer thought.

So she took a drag on her cigarette and said tentatively, "We're going to continue recruiting witches tomorrow, but maybe—"

Before she could finish speaking, she stopped abruptly, and then frowned at the door of the conference room not far away.

There was no movement, but the door slammed open. So, as if under no force, four tall, short, fat and thin young witches rolled in at once.

"Oops!"

"The door is open."

"Ahh

……

They may have been listening to the foot of the wall before, but they were directly thrown by Fiona like this, which looks quite interesting, but Fiona feels embarrassed about it.

"That's what Cordelia taught you for so long? I don't know any rules!? ”

She questioned sternly.

As a result, Madison, who had just gotten up from the ground, and seemed to have a bad temper with her, immediately glared at her and retorted.

"We were just passing by, and we didn't eavesdrop at all, so we were angry."

However, her words were not convincing at all, because along with her words sounded the words of another beautiful girl with a long black straight voice, who was slightly alarmed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's go!"

The two spoke at the same time, but the words turned out to be opposite.

Seeing this, Madison, who had just looked reasonable, couldn't hold his face and turned his head to glare at the other party.

"Zoe, you betrayed me!?"

"I ......"

"Enough!"

Fiona yelled with a dark face, "Get out of my sight, now, or I wouldn't mind giving you a taste of the superwitch!" ”

She looked really angry, her chest heaved sharply, and she even got up from her seat, so the four of them hurriedly hugged away. Even the prickly head didn't say much.

It wasn't until the door was closed that Fiona calmed down and turned her head to look at Charles helplessly: "Witches are like this when they are young, and it is difficult to discipline them, so you can see jokes." ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Charles didn't say much.

Although the contact time has not been long, he feels that these girls with witch blood are indeed very strange personalities, completely different from the American hunters of Dean Sam.

In general, it is a little unreliable.

"Okay, it's time to get down to business. We said before, you help me deal with that monster, and I'll give you a Salem vein. In other words, it's all your property. I've already told my daughter that there will be no surprises. The people on the council are against it, but rest assured, I will settle them. ”

Fiona didn't know what Charles was thinking, so she took the last puff of her cigarette and snuffed it out, then looked at Charr and asked in her usual low voice, "I've put together the current situation and property of the Salem witch community, do you want to take a look?" ”

Not very interested, but Charles thought it would be good to take a look, so he just wanted to nod his head, but suddenly a staccato sound came from his ears.

"Save ...... Help ......"

The hoarse male voice was completely unfamiliar, but it seemed to appear in the bottom of his heart, causing Charles to frown unconsciously.

"Who are you?"

"You, I...... Father ......"