Lynn sat by the window, staring blankly at the trees outside the window. This small building in the heart of the Molten Iron City, near the Hammer Castle, was exceptionally quiet at this time. It is also a matter of course, the owners of the houses in this area are basically merchants, and when the news of the rat-man plague spread, most of the residents had fled to the interior of the kingdom with all their belongings, leaving behind large areas of uninhabited houses. It was not the same as the Molten Iron City that Lynn knew, and the former maid was sure of it, and the merchants had isolated themselves from most of the city's inhabitants in order to reduce their dealings with people who seemed to them to be vulgar and nasty. But what they don't realize is that it is themselves who are really isolated.

The sound of the door opening made Lynn turn her head, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips after she saw the person walking in. "Welcome back, Mr. Deepp. The gloom on the raven's face quickly dissolved under the influence of these words, and the magician showed a rare relaxed expression, walked to the woman's side, and gently placed his hand on the latter's shoulder. "I said it was just a name I made up casually. Naturally, Lynn reached out and put her hand on the crow's hand, looking up at the wizard's face, "But to me, it's more real than the title of crow." I still wish to call you by that name. The sorcerer shrugged, "Whatever you want." ”

Lynn lowered her sore neck, and suddenly got up from her chair as if she remembered something. "You must not have eaten yet! I'll go see what's in the kitchen." With that, she hurried to another room without giving the wizard any chance to refute. Leaving the cursed crow to look at his hand, the expression on his face was stunned, the ability to kill the banshee only takes effect when contacted. But now is not the time to care about this, compared to the feeling of being able to silently endure the countdown to death before, he can at least get a moment and a half of respite now, isn't it?Thinking so, the man in the robe with the crow insignia made it to the table, waiting to enjoy his breakfast, the vegetable soup made by the army could not satisfy the discerning taste buds of the gray-robed mage.

Breakfast was served quickly, and there was no need to taste it, and the Raven could tell from the appearance and aroma of the food that it was worth the wait. Wearing an apron, Lin put the cutlery in front of the sorcerer with some uneasiness, this was the first time she had cooked for him to eat, and she didn't know if the cooking skills she had learned before would satisfy the other party. The crow picked up a napkin and pinned it to the corner of the collar, cut off a slice of bacon that was still bubbling and put it in his mouth, and unconsciously made a sound of enjoyment in his nose. "Is it still to your taste?" "Of course, it tastes like a sunset." ”

The former maid smiled reassuringly after thinking for a moment to make sure she was appreciated, and she hummed a song and tried to go to the kitchen to clean up the pots and pans, but was grabbed by the wrist. "Sit down, let's eat together. "There's not much food on the table, but the crow himself doesn't like to eat too much, and a small amount of delicate food can provide just the right amount of nutrients without burdening the stomach, which is the way of the sorcerer. Lynn was forced to sit at the table, but it was true that she hadn't eaten since last night, and while her perspective on the world had changed since she awakened to become a Banshee, that didn't mean she could ignore last night's fierce battle. On the contrary, being able to sense the characteristics of every dying person made Lynn's night not easy, every death broke her heart, and everyone who escaped the doom of death made her happy, and it was naturally impossible to sleep or rest in such a staggered situation.

"It's better not to clean up after eating, it's better to go sleep first. During the meal, the crow said casually, his eyes quickly sweeping over Lynn's slightly heavy eye bags due to lack of sleep. Unexpectedly, the former maid shook her head and said, "That's not good, there will definitely be a lot of things that need help after such a big battle." As a resident of Molten Iron City, I have to help them. When you're done eating, I'll—" Is this necessary? you're not a maid anymore, you're not a resident of this country, you're a banshee, and your existence is far greater than those mortals. The crow interrupted, an impatient expression on his face. In his opinion, it is just right to leave this kind of menial work to those ignorant ordinary people. Lynn just smiled, then got up and went into the kitchen to clean up.

Lynn heard the sound of the dishes hitting the plates, and saw that the wizard was no longer in the chair, and the contents of his plate had not been eaten. There was a slight sound of footsteps on the stairs leading to the bedroom, and it was clear that the lady's insistence was much to the crow's displeasure. Lin shook her head slightly, she was not afraid that the wizard would do something terrible because of her disobedience to him, although there was no reason, this subtle trust appeared clearly between her and the magician. And although they were silent, both of them knew that they were in some kind of strange relationship.

After leaving some food on the living room table and leaving a note telling the crows to wake up and eat, Lin tiptoed out of the building with a basket on her shoulder. In fact, she had already prepared the contents of this basket, and the reason why she was only going out now was just to wait for the soldiers who went out to return safely. Walking out of the small building, the former maid's mood rose again, and she looked back at the windows on the second floor, and the curtains behind one of the windows were quickly closed because of her gaze. "Poof" of course she knew it was a curse crow, and a sweet emotion rose from the bottom of her heart, making the sun warmer and more comfortable today.

It took Lynn some time to get out of the residential area, and the former maid quickened her pace when figures began to appear on the street in front of her. On this day, many of the residents of Molten Iron City met a magical woman, some of them knew this little girl who grew up in the Molten Iron Orphanage, and some of them met for the first time. However, everyone who met Lynn would have a common impression of this lady, warmth. As she walked by, the sad would be soothed, the weary would be rejuvenated, and the people in the tavern talked about her more than about the war of the previous night. People say that it must have been the heavens that favored the city to bring her here at this time. But the strange thing is that although many people can call Lynn by name, neither those who knew her before nor those who didn't know her could describe her appearance concretely. All they remembered was that the woman had beautiful flaxen hair, and that her skin was as white as snow on the outside of her clothes.

But for someone in the shadows, this reassuring lady is not so good, especially if she is in a very bad mood right now. Qili took a sip of the liquor, which she had an astonishing amount of alcohol from the famous Heartless City, which was no different from white water to witches. "Cut, boring wine, boring people. As she spoke, she kicked the corpse at her feet in anger, a man who looked to be about thirty years old, his throat was cleanly slit, and blood was flowing outward from the wound. The witch's eyes were fixed on Lynn in the distance, the purpose of her trip was to rescue Peg who had been caught by her "fault", but for now, the unhappy Miss Witch felt that she could have a little fun before rescuing her dwarf companion. Paying attention, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of Qili's mouth, she looked down at the man's corpse, and as if she remembered something, she brought the flask in her hand to the wound in her throat, letting the warm blood flow in.

The witch shook the flask in her hand, and after making sure the blood had mixed with the liquor, she opened the lid again and took a sip, "Well, it tastes a little interesting. ”