"Ah...... Whew......"

Jones was suddenly awakened, and then gasped for breath.

He had a long dream.

In my dream, I was constantly chased by a figure.

He was so frightened that he kept running, I don't know how long, from Lava City to Riverrun, but the shadow still haunted him like an appendage, and no matter how many times he threw his fist at it, it was useless.

Finally, he couldn't stand the torture anymore and started running again, Riverrun, Winterfell, King's Landing, High Court......

Contrary to the order of the cities he walked through after coming to this world, he ran all the way back and finally came to the school city.

Everything seems to have returned to the beginning of things.

When he sensed that the figure was about to reveal his deepest secret, he finally let out an earth-shattering roar in despair.

He then transformed into a 10,000-meter-tall lava giant, whose body was covered with red-hot molten lava, and the smoke that came out of it dyed the entire sky a oppressive red-black......

The giant roared and slammed his fists into the ground.

As far as the eye could see, all the hills erupted. Ashes, fire, and smoke spewed into the sky, burning with thirsty rage, destroying cities, evaporating lakes, burning forests, and exploding mountains.

In hellish red and black, he came to this world and knew all the people, Daisy, Robb, Carter, Little Devil, Big Jon...... Even the figures chasing him evaporated and disappeared together in the screams.

Eventually, the dream shattered, and Jones was awakened.

......

Now, he felt like he had a splitting headache, like he hadn't slept for days and nights, poured a few more barrels of strong coffee, and tore back and forth between extreme excitement and extreme exhaustion, startled.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally recovered a little, and the exhausted dream gradually faded, and he struggled to brace himself up, glancing at the dim surroundings.

"Still in the tent," Jones judged in his mind.

He saw the old dwarf woman again, her complexion as pale as that of a dead man, curled up in a chaise long, barely breathing.

Could it be that she was poisoned? But why did she poison herself?

"You...... What the hell are you doing?" Jones asked, startled by his hoarse voice, as uncomfortable as grinding sand.

"Why do you ...... Poison the wine again?" said the old woman, a little weakly, "I have only done the same thing as you. ”

"I'm afraid that you won't believe what you say, and I've prepared the antidote for you," Jones finished speaking, touched the small cloth bag on his body, and asked suspiciously, "Well, you have already taken it, how do you know this is the antidote?"

"Witches are better than you think," said the old woman, struggling to her feet, staring at him, her scarlet eyes looking a little darker.

"Stop pretending to be weak, old fellow, what is your purpose?" asked Jones, somewhat angrily.

"The witch is just trying to protect herself and get the antidote. ”

"That's all?" Jones didn't believe it at all, and inhaled hard a few more times with his nose, and now he didn't have the strange fragrance he had before, "You poisoned, I had it as soon as I came in, and you hadn't drunk at that time, so don't say anything to get the antidote, that's a lie at all." ”

The old woman was silent for a moment, then spoke, "Well, I confess, I lit a cigarette when I heard you shouting...... It's just a precautionary measure, I'm going to kill you, do you have a chance to open your eyes again?"

After hearing this, Jones felt that there was some truth, the other party had indeed killed him earlier, but after thinking about it carefully, it was full of loopholes, and the words "just a means of defense" didn't sound like true, and asked puzzledly, "Aren't you afraid of revenge now or in the future?"

"No, you won't have a chance," said the old woman, nodding her head and sneeringly, "I said that witches are more capable than you think. ”

"What do you mean, what have you done to me?" Jones asked urgently, the various animal organs and bottles and cans in the room reminded him of the nature of the witch's "evil scientist".

The period of time in a coma was enough for the other party to do a lot of things, which made him anxious, and cold sweat began to break out.

......

"Enough to threaten your life," said the old woman coldly, but she just didn't say what she had done, and then threatened, "If you don't believe me, you can gamble, anyway, the life of the lord is much more precious than an old fellow like me, who is about to die at any time." ”

"You!" Jones seemed to be enraged by her, and slashed at her with a black greatsword, and the whistling sound even caused the tent to rattle, making people have no doubt that the old woman would be directly turned into pulp if the sword fell.

Still, the tip of the sword stopped a few inches from the old woman.

......

"What do you want me to do?" Jones asked after taking a few deep breaths. Very badly, he didn't see any fear on the old woman's face just now.

"Very well," said the old woman, nodding her head, "less temptation, more sincerity, you should have done so." ”

After saying that, the old woman trembled to a wooden frame, stood on tiptoe, took out the top piece of parchment, and handed it to Jones.

"Help me gather all the above things, and I'll withdraw the little tricks I have put on you. ”

Jones also stopped talking nonsense with the old woman, pulled the parchment directly over, and began to scan,

"10,000 grams of sterling silver...... 10,000 grams of pure gold, 10,000 grams of keel...... 100 catties of pure salt,...... 100 magic crystals. ”

"This can't be!" Jones said as he threw the parchment back and stared at the old woman, "You are so greedy, and I tell you plainly, my life is not worth so much." ”

"Magic Crystal", something he has never seen before, not to mention, just 10,000 grams of pure gold, mixed with a little brass, is enough to make thousands of golden dragons, where did he get so much pure gold.

"If you want me to be a poor bastard, I don't mind killing you, and then finding other witches, and betting if I can crack your methods. Jones added, "You can trade, but you can't make me a slave at your disposal." ”

The old woman didn't expect Jones to be so single, and was silent for a long time before she looked at him and said,

"I can trade with you with magic. ”

Speaking of this, Jones was furious, "Do you still want me to stare at that damn black pillar? I just believed your nonsense before I gave you a chance to use poison." ”

The old woman rolled her eyes, waved her hand, and said, "That's not entirely lying to you, glass candles can indeed be lit, but only centuries ago." ”

Jones still didn't let go, "How do I know you didn't lie to me this time?"

As if expecting him to say this, the old woman walked to the wooden frame again, pulled out a few pieces of worn-out parchment, and took out a green vial, "This is a magic method to give birth to plants, just when we have a deposit for trading, in the future, for every item on the parchment you provide, I can teach you another magic, manipulation of trees, manipulation of animals, healing of the body, transfiguration......"

"Witches have more means than you think. The old woman said again.