The woman who appeared in front of Cheese looked no more than twenty years old, probably not much older than the mage and Elsa. And even in the eyes of cheese, who usually deals with inhuman beings, so that there is no normal aesthetics, this woman can be regarded as a well-deserved beauty. The same blonde hair makes people feel like the sun on the head of Heather, who is known as the hammer rose, but when it grows on this lady, it makes people suddenly feel as rich and hopeful as seeing an autumn wheat field. A pair of dark brown eyes, but not as deep as cheese's eyes, will make people feel down-to-earth and reassured. There was a natural aura about this woman, and if the mage could describe it in one word, it would probably be that she looked like spring.

And even if this Spring Lady is not kind to look at Cheese now, it is difficult for the mage to feel disgust or other negative feelings, but there is a feeling of being disgusted in the bottom of Cheese's heart. Seeing that Cheese didn't know how to react for a moment, the woman didn't know whether to be angry or funny, but she just turned her hair and let out a short sigh, and then reached out and pulled Cheese down the doorstep into the room. But after pulling the mage into the room, the woman walked out the door from Cheese.

The mage's gaze followed the other man's figure back outside the room again, and he saw that the candle that had been burning quietly on the steps just now had been extinguished together. And this lady is relighting these candles. She pulled Cheese into the room a little roughly, perhaps only because the mage was blocking her path to go out and light the candles.

"That's why I say you wizards, you are a little too rough. These candles are only a bargain for a copper coin on the street, but the igniter that makes them burn must be griffin oil!Do you know how much it costs to light the oil for a candle?" grumbled the spring-like woman as she lit the candles. But even the sound of her complaining is still intoxicating.

"Of course I know that griffin oil can only be refined from the griffon's tail, because usually wild griffons don't have enough fat on them to refine the oil. And although I heard that some people have recently tried to breed griffons in captivity, the results have not been good. So ......"

"So don't say anything, you give me ten gold coins first!" The woman who had finished the fire closed the door and returned to Cheese, holding out a hand towards the mage, as if she would not let Cheese move until she could get the money. And although the mage knew that the griffin oil consumed just to light the candle should be worth less than ten gold coins, but now that he had a request, he could not accuse the other lion of opening his mouth.

Helplessly, Cheese could only take out the money bag from his arms, but he quickly realized that in order to avoid attracting unnecessary attention today, he still did not wear the gray robe he usually wears, so the money in the mage's money bag now may not be enough to pay for the share of ten gold coins.

"That's all for now, and the rest will be for you next time. Cheese handed his money bag to the other man's outstretched hand, and somehow, the mage suddenly had the feeling that he had been robbed.

"Hmph. Weighing the weight of the money bag in her hand, the woman had an expression that had been done for the time being. Then he turned his head and walked towards the room, "Come in, grandma has been waiting for you for a long time." Be careful not to look either way, especially not at the painting on the wall, I'll be really mad if you break that one. ”

Cheese's eyes twitched when he heard the title "Grandma", which meant that if nothing else, the woman in front of him should be the youngest of the three-person witch group.

Following the woman into the room, Cheese saw a long narrow corridor lit by one-man-high gold candlesticks every few steps, and on the walls of the partition hung paintings that looked expensive, and occasionally an unused door appeared on either side, not knowing where it leads. Even if you don't use magic to change your vision, Cheese can feel the abnormal energy from the candlesticks and oil paintings on both sides, which may be the reason why the other party reminds him not to watch rashly, after all, this kind of valuable one-time prop may be a bit nerve-wracking even if it is replenished by a witch.

As the two of them strolled down the hallway, Cheese was certain that the place they were walking was definitely not the interior of the building as seen from the outside, and that they had apparently been ushered into some special space as they passed through the door. Although it is not ruled out that the other party will take himself in a circle again, judging from the impatient expression on the woman's face, this guess is not very likely. After passing through the fifteenth door that Cheese had memorized, the woman who led the way finally stopped, pushed open a door decorated with a sheepskin, and entered.

Cheese followed the other into the room, and he noticed that there must be many rooms in the depths of the hallway, as the mage had not yet seen the end of the hallway. This is an interesting phenomenon, because the average witch does not manage her residence very deliberately, at least not with so many defenses and such a large space. And where this witch group lives...... Seriously exceeded, in every sense of the word. This is a good thing, because it means that the energy of this witch group may be much higher than Cheese expects, but it is also a bad thing, because it also means that these witches may be worshipping certain taboos in exchange for such a rich living environment.

"Why, is it just the two of you? I thought all three of you would come out. Cheese said when he saw the scene in the room. The place where the mage walked into looked like the interior of a forest hut, the walls were all made of logs, and the only stone part of the room was probably a burning fireplace. This made Cheese suspect for a moment that this was Louise's house, but despite the architectural similarity, the house was much better decorated than the old woman's house in the slums of the Iron Castle. The coffee table, decorated with precious metals, and the curtains made of precious silk all reflect the wealth and refined taste of the owner.

There was only one person sitting in the room, and it was a middle-aged woman in a bright red dress. Although she is said to be a middle-aged woman, her appearance has not yet faded, but when a woman with a similar appearance approaches her, she brings out a different mature charm. However, even if you don't look at the appearance, you can easily see the blood relationship between these two ladies, their hair is too similar. And if the woman who opens the door for the cheese is like spring, then the woman in front of her is like autumn, representing a bountiful harvest and a quiet rest.

"My daughter has some things to say to her friends who came with you. After all, that person stole something from her many years ago, and that made her sad for a long time. As for the other young gentleman who came with you, he slept soundly in the next room, and I think it would be better not to let him know what we are going to talk about tonight. The lady in the red dress said, inviting Cheese to sit down at the table in the room.

Cheese noticed two teapots on the table, one close to himself and one close to the other. And from the teapot that was close to the other emanated an unpleasant magic.

"Can't you leave the soup action anymore, ma'am?" said the mage, sitting across from the lady in the red dress. Since the other party's attitude towards him was not as rude as the previous one, Cheese also changed his language.

"It's not your turn to care!" retorted the woman like Spring. But he was stopped by another.

"I hope you will forgive me for my granddaughter's rudeness. Her mother and I are not good at managing money, and she is the leader of the family's livelihood, so she is now a little bit more worried about the loss of money. The lady in the red dress said, then continued, "As for me...... You are right. I'm too old to go too far from the soup pot, and I haven't even seen the world outside this house in years. Therefore, your visit is very gratifying to me, an old man. It's a rare comfort to be able to see the magic that sparkles through you at this twilight age. ”

"You don't look as old as you say you are, ma'am. You're still beautiful in my eyes. Of course, Cheese knew that the witch body hidden under the skin of this middle-aged woman was probably a living corpse that had lived for an unknown amount of time, and the witches had been looking for a way to prolong their lives to make up for their short lifespan. But that doesn't stop him from complimenting the other person's appearance, it's nothing else, it's just respect between the casters, and in many cases, even if you can, don't try to peek into the true face of others, especially your friend's. Because that's probably his or her greatest privacy.