When Lynn woke up from her bed, the sun had already set outside the window. She suddenly remembered what had happened before she fell unconscious, and her whole body bulleted, but the purgatory-like scene in the room had long since disappeared, and in fact, even the clothes she was wearing had been replaced with the pajamas in the room, which made one wonder if her experience during the day was just a hallucination caused by overwork. The former maid rubbed her temples vigorously, hoping to wake up quickly in this way.

Stepping out of the bed, Lynn was now sure that the environment in front of her was her own room, as evidenced by the familiar view outside the window. The Banshee frowned, she still couldn't remember how she had come back, but the other person must have known. With that in mind, Lynn opened the door and prepared to go to the Raven to ask what had happened. "Whoa!" At that moment, there was a noise in the hallway, and the source of the sound seemed to be the hall on the first floor. Unable to put on her shoes, Lynn lifted the hem of her pajamas and walked briskly to the stairs leading to the first floor, desperate to know what had happened. The small building was not very large, especially since the design of the second floor did not make full use of the existing space, and Lynn walked less than twenty steps down the stairs halfway down, at which height she could already see the scene in the hall.

"Are you awake?" Curse Raven, sitting at the table with a teacup in hand, looked up to see Lynn after hearing the sound of the stairs. However, it was not him who attracted the latter's attention the most, but saw a wooden board upside down on the floor next to the dining table, which Lin recognized as a board for board games. Next to the chessboard, there were a large number of chess pieces scattered around, and it was obvious that the sound she heard just now was made by these things falling to the ground.

"What's going on?" Pointing to the chessboard and chess pieces on the ground, Lynn slowly walked down the stairs. The cursed crow took a sip of the tea in the cup, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "It's nothing, it's just a little girl who loses a game of chess and loses her temper." The former maid was slightly puzzled, she didn't see a third person in the living room. But as she descended the stairs, her problem was quickly solved, and a girl was curled up at the foot of the table with her knees hugged, and judging by the puffed cheeks and the unwilling expression on her face, the little girl who could not afford to lose in the mouth of the cursed crow should be her.

This was the first time Lynn had seen each other, and she saw that the girl had beautiful long blond hair in the bright light of the living room, but at the ends of those strands, the gold gradually turned black. Judging from her figure and face, she was about twenty years old, and the unique vitality of young people was vividly displayed in girls, but Lin faintly felt that this vitality was a little too strong, it exceeded the limit of what the word lively could describe, and more like, crazy. Intuition told Lynn that it would be unwise to approach the other person rashly.

Lin shook her head, probably just experienced the relationship between life and death, she didn't care about the first impression brought by her intuition, but walked forward and bent down to start cleaning up the clutter on the ground. As she picked up the pieces one by one on the table, she casually asked the crow, "Who is this young lady?" "You can't ask me, she brought you back." But what is certain is that this young lady is a witch, a witch who is very bad at chess. When the sorcerer said this, the nested Qili let out a very loud stumbling sound to express her displeasure. "Witch!" Lynn exclaimed unconsciously when she heard the identity of the other party, she had already heard from the mouths of the molten iron residents during the day that the witch had participated in last night's battle, and had also caused a large number of casualties among the soldiers. There are even some well-informed people who claim that the Grand Duke has caught one of the witches last night.

The voice of dissatisfaction came from under the table again, and Qili hated being yelled at when she heard who she was, and in the town where she grew up, every ordinary person would salute and praise witches when they saw them, rather than treating witches as some kind of rare animal like in this remote country. In normal times, the witch would definitely make the person who said it pay, even if she had just saved the person's life because she was in a good mood, which had to be counted separately. But now, all she can do is express her displeasure with her voice, for the simple reason that she is no match for the Curse Crow.

Although she had known that there was a difficult spellcaster in the Molten Iron City, the witch did not expect that the Cursed Crow was so powerful that she could not fight it at all. In fact, Kiri didn't think she could have killed Lin then, and that giving up the sacrifice because of curiosity about the Banshee had probably saved her life. This was confirmed when she was guided back to the house by the raven after she left the room with Rin, the crow could not let the toys that she had found so hard to break easily, he had already released a spell on Lin that could keep her safe, even if Kiri didn't stop the three snakeheads in time, the magic of the spellmaster could protect Lin from leaving safely.

As for the hapless Qili, from the moment she made her move, the witch had already fallen under the surveillance of the cursed crow, and it would be difficult to escape. Thinking like this, the frustration that I had just pressed back to rise again. Qili simply sat down on the ground, her hands tapping the ground irregularly, "Ahhhh

After the former maid looked at the crow and received approval, she gently walked into the kitchen and took a small basket covered with a white cloth and placed it in front of the witch. "Thank you for saving my life, Miss Unknown Witch. I'm going to make something to eat now, and before then, you can use these cookies to just take a break, and remember not to eat too much. In front of Lynn's smile, Qili stopped fooling and nodded, the Banshee has the ability to soothe people's hearts, although this is not as effective as it is for humans when applied to witches, it can be used to convey kindness but enough.

Lynn nodded and walked into the kitchen with the apron on the cupboard, and the living room was quiet again, except for the sound of Qili nibbling on biscuits from time to time. "How long are you going to sit on the ground?Besides, aren't the biscuits just for you??Are all witches so unruly these days?" said the cursed crow, who had taken out a book out of nowhere and was watching.

"First, don't think that if I can't beat you, you can tell me anything! I can sit wherever I want! Second, I'm not called a witch, is your name a gray-robed wizard? Third, ahem!" Qili got up from the ground and pointed to the cursed crow, but she was halfway through her words when she choked on the biscuit she hadn't swallowed completely, and coughed violently against the table. The corner of the sorcerer's eyes twitched, he sighed, and raised his hand to use his magic power to send the teapot to Qili, who picked up the teapot and poured it into his mouth without saying a word, but the black tea still had a certain amount of heat... So Lynn found herself having to change a tablecloth before bringing dinner to the table.

"Are you still alive?" the Raven's voice still sounded cold, and after making sure that Kiri hadn't died from cookie crumbs and hot tea, the wizard closed the book in his hand, "If you're still alive, let's talk about it at this time." It's about who you are, and who are the three radno you killed. ”