Three days was not a long time for Lothar and Kirly. As far as the Count was concerned, there was not much to prepare, and the disguise that the cheese had given him was not so much make-up as something akin to hallucinatory magic, which did not seem to fade with the passage of time. Lothar even had some unfounded thoughts that if the mage refused to undo the spell for him, he might have to live his life like a sailor. Of course, this simple trick can't hide from a witch, at least not for Qili, who is born with different eyes.

But having said that, Lothar also noticed a few strange things about the witch during these three days. The first is that Kiri always makes excuses to refuse to enter Vale, and every time the Count talks about cheese, she looks in the direction of the tower, as if she feels a considerable amount of fear of the mage she fought with not so long ago. This was a bit incomprehensible to Lothar, who knew nothing about magic, and from the looks of it, he couldn't realize the difference between the current cheese and the cheese a few months ago.

Of course, this is also because the gray robe has never been hostile to him, and it is interesting that Lothar has not yet realized a problem, that is, if his disguise is really a kind of magic, then why is the witch hunting knife in his hand not effective? is it because this magic does not harm its owner? Or can the current cheese already be able to override his magic over a weapon molten with cold iron? And the abnormal power that cannot be isolated by cold iron really belongs to the category of magic, these questions Montenegro has never thought about.

The other thing is that during these three days, no matter how the Count inquired from that angle, Qili did not say much why she was escorted back to the Bay of Lost Hearts. It was only after the meeting between the two that Lothar found that the other party had not given him a clear answer. This made the Count somewhat uneasy, and through the warrior's instinct, he could detect the anxiety beneath the mad exterior. The witch had inexplicable concerns about the trip.

This tension was contagious, and for three days he tried to extend invitations to the other companions, hoping that they would join him in the adventure. Wolfwalkers, in particular, if the Grey Robe is an expert in the way of magic, then werewolves are the natural enemies of spellcasters, and their natural resistance to magic and their keen sense of supernatural energy are destined to make them the world's best wizard hunters. But after all, he lacks understanding of wolfwalkers, and when they acquire the ability of wolf form, werewolves are inevitably contaminated with some canine habits, such as territorial awareness.

According to the old wolf witch Louise, the wolfwalkers will not easily step out of their sphere of influence if it is not due to accidents, this is to prevent multiple tribes in the same area from conflicting. It is said that the reason for such a small number of werewolves is due to the constant infighting, and it is a common rule to keep their distance from their fellow tribes.

After failing to persuade the Wolfwalkers, Lothar had to accept that the operation team consisted of only three people. All he could hope now was that the mercenary and the witch wouldn't fight halfway, as each had expressed varying degrees of dislike for the other. And when the third day really came, Lothar realized that he seemed to be overly worried. Because when Qili saw the two people coming out of Valley City, all her energy was immediately attracted by the pet carried by the networm.

"Unbelievable!" exclaimed the bright-eyed witch as she circled the giant white spider large enough to handle the horse's duties, "I used to think about raising my own pet, but it was always hard to keep such a spider. You know, they seem to be so, too fragile to eat whatever I feed. ”

Speaking of his profession, the spider tamer also quickly came to his senses, "The cultivation of the Lehorst black-eyed mind spider is very difficult, because this spider will only eat one staple food when it is young, its own kind. Normally, less than 50 of the hundreds of baby spiders they lay eggs at a time will survive their juvenile years. And there are only a few who can maintain this size, and this one is the only one that survives of all the spider eggs I got. But look at it! It's all worth it. ”

"Does it grow like Jones?" said Kirly, trying to pet the giant insect, but the latter's eight eyes were always wary of her.

The webworm shook his head when he heard the question, "I don't think so. That spider had traces of magic on its body, and it was not easy to maintain such a huge size by natural growth alone, and I am afraid that I would not be able to do it alone like that one. ”

"Magic? I think I can help, you know, I have the same training as Miss Coyla, and given me some time I should be able to find the sigil she uses to enhance these little ones. What do you think?" said Kiri excitedly, Lothar could feel her previous gloom lessen a lot, but he didn't understand why.

"You're going to help me, why?, do you get any benefit?" the mercenary didn't think so, she looked at Kiri suspiciously, the witch in front of her was unreliable, especially since the latter had killed her own people with her own hands. This makes the networm have to doubt the other party's intentions.

"Haha, I'm not a mercenary dear lady, so that means I don't have to calculate everything like you do. Qili said sarcastically, but then the conversation changed, "But if I have to say it, I do have my intentions." And it's not a loss to you, is it? You see, you can add a layer of magical protection to your pet as if it were a deposit I paid you?"

The networm's eyes stared at Kiri for a moment, "I'm not going to brand my stuff as a witch." I don't want it to bite back when I need help. ”

"Oh!" cried the witch as if she had been hit by some great blow, and then looked at the Count and said, "she's boring, you know that! As she spoke, she jumped into the bushes beside her, and after a few minutes she came back in a different way.

"Is this magic, too?" said Lothar, frowning as she looked at the woman with half-black, half-white hair. He hadn't seen Kuira, so he didn't recognize who Kiri was dressing up with. But the webworm wasn't, and the mercenary was pretty sure the person she saw was the Heartless Witch who controlled countless giant insects beneath Vale, at least it seemed.

Kiri, or Coola, smirked around in front of the two of them, quite satisfied with her transformation. The only difference between her and the real Coyla is that the witch would never dress so casually. After she was sure that the two people in front of her had been confused by her own magic, she said in the tone of the owner of the appearance, "Something has happened in Heartless Bay, and the great witch is calling her daughter home. I had to give up hunting those traitors and rush back to my hometown with two useful mercenaries and my dear pet. ”

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