For the time being, let's put aside the Hammer Knight and Elsa outside the Iron Castle, and they won't talk about it. In an ordinary-looking building in the capital of the Blue Lion King, the engagement ceremony of the gray-robed mage and the witch has been completed in the presence of witnesses. The mage let out a long breath as Cheese stepped out of the gray building with three steps and a candle lit on each step. He looked at the so-called "ring" of thorns on his left hand, and knew in his heart that it was nothing more than a magic prop made by witches to make it easier for them to keep an eye on their prey.

With the help of the local witches, your boy's night in the royal capital will be largely unimpeded. Roland lifted the brim of his hat that was too wide, although it seemed that the old man had always looked like he was looking at new things during the ceremony just now. But neither Cheese nor the witches had any intention of underestimating this man who had no magic in him. Even when he was chatting with Colende's mother, Emia, after the ceremony, the other party was amazed by the old man's wealth of knowledge and humorous language skills.

"Almost. Next, as long as you contact the people in Montenegro again, it is basically considered to be completed. The conversation with the witch was unexpected, but the unexpected timing gave Cheese a bold plan. Wooing or bringing the local dark creatures into his side was only the first step, but it was also the most important one. Those beings who already inhabit this place are of great use, and they have something in this city that mages are very lacking now, a foundation.

If nothing else, thanks to the help of the witches, Cheese can finally reconnect with the Grey Tower. Of course, mages aren't stupid enough to reveal their biggest secrets to the witch's house. But what about the Cunning Rabbits, let alone a group of witches who had been entrenched in the city for so long, and it was not difficult to get the right to use a house from them that could be used as a stronghold. Although the houses must have been bugged by witches, Cheese believed it would be much easier to clean up.

Besides, the witches can't fully represent all the people in the royal city who walk in the dark, but they still have a certain say here, and it is much faster for the witches to convince those guys to join the camp of Cheese than the mage himself. Now that she has placed her bet on the mage, Emia says that she will set out tonight to lobby the outliers in the royal capital, which is the main reason why Klandi did not follow the mage, and after losing a member, Klandi must help her mother with some work. Otherwise, when the fiancée is with Cheese, she can use the ring on the mage's hand as a medium to provide more help.

"You still know people from Montenegro?I heard that the Lord of Lothar is famous and difficult to contact, how did you get in touch with him?" Although Roland has traveled all over the world, he has heard of the famous big men of the Grey Lion. And Lothar's almost fanatical style and signature golden helmet and armor have long since spread his fame to the surrounding countries. It's just that just like the feeling in China, most of the rumors about this lord are not positive.

"Yes, being able to get the favor of Lord Lothar is a rare thing for the whole blue lion. I'd also love to hear why he didn't cut you. As the two were talking, another voice suddenly came from behind them. It was a woman's voice, but she wasn't either of the two witches.

The two cheeses turned their heads at the sound, and they saw a woman of about twenty-five or sixteen appear in front of the witch's door, apparently having just come out of it. To Cheese's surprise, she didn't smell like Roland. This shows that she is most likely an ordinary person.

"Who are you?" the mage asked with a deep sigh. He vaguely felt that the other party was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Alas...... So it would be a complete mistake to ask for you wizards as allies. The woman spread her hands and said, "You are completely focused on yourself when you encounter something, if it weren't for my life this time, wouldn't I have brought you here for nothing?"

As the woman spread her hands, the mage's eyes keenly caught what was still in her hand, what appeared to be a mask...... A mask with ruby lenses for only one eye.

"Are you...... "Well, while Cheese feels like he's had a lot of excitement today, it seems that the gods don't think he's been scared enough.

"What do you think? Holding the mask in front of her, the woman said with a smile.

“...... So, Lady Aemia turned you into a woman after taking your mask off?" asked Cheese's eyes, twitching.

"Of course not. Amy just took the mask off my face, and besides...... I didn't say I was a man. "One-eyed" said with a smile on his face.

"Uh......" the mage felt that his brain might be a little outnumbered.

"Hey, boy. I wonder if it's possible that the mask can change a person's physical features? You know, it's not very strange that this magic has that effect, right?" Although Roland had never seen the appearance of "One-Eyed" before, listening to the conversation between the two people, the old man who had seen many similar events could probably guess what happened.

And after Roland's reminder, Cheese also realized that a mask that can change the appearance of a person's whole body does not seem to be a big deal. It's just that he originally thought that the magic on the mask was used to attach it to the face of "One-Eyed" to prevent her from taking it off, but he didn't expect it to have such an effect.

"To be honest, I now feel more and more likely that I'm going to be killed. A shadow with a similar expression to Cheese also came out of the door. He didn't expect that the boss he had been following for so long would be a woman.

After all, Cheese is a spellcaster, and he is still very quick to accept the changes of "one-eyed". For the mage, it doesn't matter whether the "one-eyed" is male or female.

"Well, One-Eyed...... Ma'am, now that you've successfully removed your mask, and there's nothing noticeably missing from your body. I guess we can continue our deal, right?" said Cheese, who had regained his composure.

Hearing the mage's words, the "one-eyed" expression sank.

"Throwing me into the witch's room isn't a fulfillment of the contract. Mr. Cheese. ”

But just when Cheese thinks the other party is about to cancel the deal, "One-Eye" says again.

"However, given the results, I really didn't suffer any harm, and I'm in a good mood right now, so I won't hold you responsible. Our deals are still available, and Crimson Blood won't turn you away when you need help. After all, what you're doing isn't a trivial matter. As for now, I'll have to go back and sort out what I'm going to give you, and I'll let the shadow give it to you in the evening. When the woman said this, she beckoned the shadow and left.

Cheese breathes a sigh of relief at the promise that the covenant still works. In any case, the intelligence network under "One-Eye" is still very helpful for his next operation. As for whether "One-Eyed" could maintain her power after becoming a woman, the mage noticed that the mask on her hand still had a magical aura.

"It's a pity...... Pity. Roland looked at the back of "One-Eyed" leaving, and said suddenly.

"What is a pity?" the mage asked curiously.

"It's a pity that she likes the wrong person, who she likes is not good, but she likes witches. The old man shook his head and said. At the same time, slowly walk towards the outside of the alley.

"What are you talking about, isn't she a woman, how can she like witches, and how can you tell she likes witches?" asked the mage, who looked confused.

"Is there a low probability that you like any of them except men or women in this world? As for how I see it, when you reach my age and see what I have seen, you will understand. But with the nature of you mages, you may never learn. Haha, it's funny to think about. Roland laughed as he spoke.

Cheese rolled his eyes in a rare way, for what the old man was talking about was more incomprehensible to him than the most profound magic.