"Ahem, ahem" The witch lying on the ground wiped the vomit from the corner of her mouth and stood up in embarrassment. Luckily, it's been quite a long time since she last ate, so the amount of spit out isn't huge. But even if it's just stomach acid, the pungent smell is enough to make Kraken and Peg frown. What's more, this reception room has become a mess in the commotion just now, so Peg sighed lightly and walked into the room to help Claire, "I just returned to lose my heart, and the room still needs to be tidied up, can you let them stay for a while?"

The snot and tearful braid witch nodded reluctantly, and then weakly walked in the direction from which the hallway had come. Peg glanced at the three men in the room, and the mountain monster silently stepped forward to pick up poor Saich, their size making the child look like a newborn chick in the hands of the gatekeeper. Fioni didn't have any other opinions when he saw this, and it was not difficult to see from the situation just now that the shadow beast should not want to meet with Claire who summoned it, so it was safest to follow Claire at this time.

The group of five made their way through the corridors of the Witch Clan's cave, but the mentality of the three non-witch members had changed considerably from before. The Kraken, in particular, had a somewhat learning and sightseeing mentality, but after seeing the cruelty and ruthlessness of witches and the monsters that would attack for no reason, it had completely disappeared, and was replaced by the warrior instinct that had just cooled down, and he consciously pumped his blood more actively to the fracture on his back, hoping that the arms cut off by the shark-toothed huntress would grow back faster. Of course, this risky approach may also lead to the re-rupture of an otherwise stable wound, but it has never been Fioni's style to sit idly by, and although he wants to go with the flow, he is not willing to go with the flow.

Claire's footsteps stopped, somewhat bewildering the three who followed her, for it seemed to them that it was still an ornately decorated hallway, with no sign of leading to a certain room. But Peg took it for granted, and she even turned around, as if she was deliberately not looking at what was going to happen. In this regard, Claire showed a grateful look, each witch has its own privacy, although Claire's position in the entire witch group is almost the bottom, she is still happy that someone is willing to give her respect. The braided witch took a light breath, came to the wall, and gently slid the ring finger of her left hand against the wall, and with her movements, two rectangular marks appeared on the wall that had been unbarrierd, looking like a gate. And the midpoint of the gate is where Claire stands.

As Claire tapped the crack of the door with her right hand, a large number of wooden patterns appeared on the door that was originally a wall, and then the wooden door appeared almost out of thin air and opened to the left and right in front of everyone. "Please, please come in. It's a bit messy inside, I hope you don't care, I don't usually clean up the house. With some apologies, Claire beckoned a few people into her room. Said to be a room, when they actually walked through the door, a few people found that the size and complexity of the space in it were no less than a separate house, it can be seen that like the witches of the blue lion, the group of heartless witches also used magic to transform their caves.

At the same time, Fioni understood what Claire meant by "a little messy", and he saw a large amount of manuscript paper scattered in the room that was supposed to be a reception room, the wooden table that was supposed to be used for tea trays was full of books and scrolls spread out, and two large and bizarre oil lamps were placed on the left and right sides, apparently because the owner of the place had designed it so that he could have sufficient lighting for reading. Other than that, the room can be described as shabby. Contrary to the expensive items that filled the hallways, Claire's room was unusually plain, all the furniture was simply painted and hastily painted, without any decorative patterns or metal embellishments, and the walls and floors were only covered with wooden planks to keep the place from being as cold as a prison.

"Put him on the couch over there, and I'll go get the herbs. Claire pointed to the furniture that was hidden by various clutter, and she hurriedly opened a door and went to a deeper room.

The mountain monsters all went to the furniture, looked at the debris on it, and then at Sach, and the gatekeeper stretched out a hand, and unceremoniously swept all the things on it to the ground, revealing the planks that were barely wrapped in a thick cloth underneath, and put the boy on it. Fioni shrugged his shoulders and looked down to pick up a piece of paper at his feet to see what was written on it, but was stopped by Peg. "Although Claire is the dullest of us, she's also a real witch. Sometimes, even because of her inadvertentness, the damage caused can be even worse than that of ordinary witches. If you don't want to turn into a frog or your hands turn into pus because of inexplicable magic, I advise you not to read anything here. ”

The Kraken nodded, agreeing to Peg's proposal. However, this did not satisfy his curiosity, if he was the most knowledgeable kraken of the krakens, then his knowledge of witches was a blank for all krakens, including the high priest of the Burning Tao tribe, who had made an alliance with the witches. So now taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Fioni still wanted to know more about the witch, so he said, "I thought your room would have more defenses. Like guards or something. ”

"Witches don't trust anyone, not even ourselves. In fact, a lot of the time we try to put defensive magic in our daily lives, because God knows who will use that magic on us one day. That being said, most people will still do something to defend themselves, with Claire being the exception. Probably because she didn't think there was anything of value in her room. Peg sighed softly, and gathered away the books and papers that had been swept to the ground by the mountain monsters. She doesn't really have any contempt for Claire, because she is forced to partner with Kirly, who is much more talented than herself, and Peg understands the situation of this cowardly colleague.

Fioni was silent when he heard this, and he could feel the sadness in Peg's words. But fortunately, soon, with the sound of items falling from behind the door, Claire returned to the living room with some bottles and cans. The witch, who had just struggled to walk, seemed to have regained her spirits by returning to her room, and she excitedly walked over the debris on the floor and walked towards Sach, "Great, I've always wanted to see if this medicine works, but I'm afraid of pain!

Peg rolled his eyes when he heard this, and hurried to the former's side, "You remember Glenn's request, right? ”