In the tree hole, in the luxurious hall that does not match the appearance, a man and two women are sitting on delicate sofas, filled with natural elastic materials such as horsehair, bird feathers, and plant fluff, and the sofa covered with velvet, embroidery and other fabrics on the outside carries the quality of everyone.

But at this moment, the scene fell into an eerie silence for a while, and the purple witch seemed to be flipping through a book, looking up from time to time to peek at Ashmida, who was sitting opposite her, her eyes full of vigilance and doubt. Ashmida, on the other hand, sat there with a flat face, holding a teacup and elegantly sipping the black tea, as if he had not noticed the witch's wary gaze at all. Remilia was in a cold sweat, and the eerie atmosphere made her feel uncomfortable.

"Ahem." Eventually, Remilia finally couldn't hold back and broke the silence with her mouth: "That ........."

"Star~~"

"Star~~"

"Meow! ~~”

As soon as Remilia spoke, she felt two glances at her, the purple witch's scrutinizing gaze moved from Ashmida to her, and although Ashmida had her eyes closed, she could still feel Ashmida looking at her, this strange feeling made her suddenly Alexander, and Remilia immediately squatted down with her head in her hands.

"Hehe~~"

"Hehe~~"

Seeing this, both Ashmida and the Purple Witch couldn't help but chuckle, and after laughing a few times, the Purple Witch put away her smile and said to Ashmida with a solemn face: "My name is Patchouli Norregui. ”

"The old man's name is Ashmida." Ashmida also politely reported his name.

"So, why are you here??" The purple witch seemed to be casually flipping through the books on her lap, but in fact, her whole body collapsed, and the teleportation magic was ready, ready to teleport herself and Remi to a safe place at any time. Feeling Pacully's movements, Ashmida couldn't help but feel some appreciation in her heart, this little girl is really thoughtful, no wonder the wisdom of Remilia's little fool has not changed until now, and a lot of credit is due to the petite girl in front of her.

"Old man........."

"Uncle was hired by Miss Ben to treat Fran!" Just as Ashmida was about to tell the reason, a delicate voice interrupted her, and Pache looked intently, and it was Remilia who puffed up her broad chest and said proudly, "Ahem, it's all 'Come and praise me!'" 'Look.

"Remi, you...... Huh?! Patchouli was very helpless, she wanted to see Ashmida speak, carefully observe his face, and judge his true intentions, but she didn't expect to be interrupted by Remilia, really is she a god-like opponent, just afraid of cute things will only sell cute teammates?

But then the next thing left Pachouli stunned, Yagana!!

"Little Remi, don't you know it's rude to interrupt someone?" I saw Ashmida smiling and stretching out her hands to pull Remilia's immature cheeks, up and down, pulling and pulling, kneading and pinching, Remilia's cheeks kept changing shapes in Ashmida's hands.

"To the department! ~~" It took a moment for Remilia to let out a muffled cry for mercy, and Ashmida let her go with a satisfied expression.

"Woo~~!" Remilia rubbed her flushed cheeks with teary eyes, and angrily hammered Ashmida with her fist, but was caught by Ashmida.

"Good, good." Ashmida smiled and stroked Remilia's little head, and under Ashmida's comfort, Remilia narrowed her eyes comfortably, revealing an expression of enjoyment like a kitten.

"Eh?!!!" Pache said that she was completely embarrassed, although she knew that Remi was very cute and cute, and her majesty was zero, but this expression was the first time she had seen it!! It's not magical! I—I really want to touch it!!

"Miss Patchouli, may I ask where Fran is, the old man wants to go and see." After a while, Ashmida stopped what she was doing, and habitually hugged Remilia to her lap, picking up Sasha, Meihong, and Alice as she had done before. Ashmida could only sigh silently in his heart, the habit was terrible............

"............" Pache looked at Remilia with a look of course and even enjoyment, sitting on Ashmida's lap helplessly, not hearing Ashmida's words at all. Remi!! Where's your festival?! Where is your majesty?!! It's all gone?!!!

"Patsy!" However, as soon as Remilia heard Fran's name, she immediately remembered her original intention of bringing Ashmida, and seeing that Patchouli did not react, she called her friend's name a little anxiously.

"Huh?! Be!? Pache reacted this time, waiting for her big purple eyes to look at Remilia who was sitting in Ashmida's arms.

"How's Fran?! Take me to see it! At once, Remilia jumped off Ashmida's lap and walked briskly to Pache Valley.

"Oh, okay." Pache woke up like a dream, and hurriedly took Remilia inside, but when she saw Ashmida also following behind, she frowned and whispered to Remilia: "Is this man credible?" ”

"Do you think we have the strength to resist him?" Remilia asked rhetorically.

This question immediately silenced Patchouli, yes, just now she saw Ashmida's expression in the enemy position in the crystal ball, and he was confident that even if she dispatched a whole team of Templars with a hundred people, she could be confident that she could annihilate them, but this guy in front of him actually shook all his magic away with a casual drink, and then carved out the space and came to the hall. In the face of this person, he felt like a weak lamb and had no power to resist.

"Well, let's go." Pache sighed slightly, and led Remilia and Ashmida down the long corridor to the deepest room in the space.

"Patchouli-sama." A girl in a black gothic dress with black bat wings on her back and a pair of smaller bat wing-like structures on her head respectfully greeted her.

"Little devil, how is my sister?" Patchouli asked with a solemn face.

"My sister started clamoring to go out again and tried to break down the door, but now it's quiet, and she should be sleeping now." The little devil replied respectfully.

"Whew, I'm finally settled." Patchouli breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, and Ashmida's keen perception could clearly feel that under the loose nightgown, with Patchouli's movements, there was a wave of waves. What good boobs......... It's no less than Purple, Yuyuko, Youxiang, and Ashimida turned her face a little blushing.

"Huh?" Patchouli frowned suddenly, and looked around suspiciously, she just felt as if a bad gaze was looking at her.

"What's wrong with Fran?! Didn't I tell her to stay in there? Remilia's face sank, and she was a little angry that Fran dared not listen to her.

"My sister is clamoring and saying that she wants to come out to find you." Patchouli said angrily.

“………… Fran ......" Remilia immediately softened, her big scarlet eyes slowly soaked with tears.

"Okay, old man, let's go in and have a look." Ashmida interrupted Remilia's emotion a little helplessly, although there were many magic arrays across the door and walls, but Ashmida could still sense the terrifying aura in the room, which surprised him and made him a little interested.

"Little devil."

"Yes, Mistress Patchouli." The little devil obeyed Pacully's instructions and gently opened the door, afraid to make a little noise.

"Uncle, please." As Ashmida took the first step, Remilia solemnly bowed to Ashmida.

"Well, the old man will do his best." Ashmida nodded, walked into the room, and with a dull sound, the door shut.

"Big brother, who are you??" As soon as the door was closed, a voice that was innocent and lovely, but contained a hint of madness, came into Ashmida's ears.