Chapter 8: The Three Witches

Circle Building

In the Circle Building, there is a palace-level meeting room specially used to meet outsiders, which is heavily guarded, can accommodate many soldiers, and can also show the majesty of the Kingdom of Stars.

Lawrence sat on the throne at the end of the stairs, looking condescendingly at the old witch in the cage.

The three old witches were trapped in cages like monkey-like ghosts.

They emit a foul smell that can be smelled even from fifteen meters away.

Lawrence said calmly, "I was asking people to invite you over, but I didn't expect them to do it this way. ”

"Candace, let them go." Lawrence motioned for Candace to let him go.

Candace walked over, ready to open the cage.

There are multiple witches standing next to Lawrence, and Lawrence is strong enough.

As soon as Candace approached the cage, an old witch let out a sinister scream, stretched out her thin, slender claws, and grabbed Candace directly by the hair.

Candace's body bent down involuntarily, her long silver-gray hair was grasped by the old witch, and her face showed great pain.

Her strength is obviously very great, but at this time, she can't get rid of the ravages of this old woman.

"It's sad."

Lawrence's voice rang out in the hall.

When Kharlan heard Lawrence's words, he walked towards the three sneering three witches who were smiling like imps.

She was tall and possessed the sorcery energy of pure-blood witches, and the three witches quickly set their eyes on Keharan.

"It's sad." Keharan spoke to the witch in the language of the elves.

The three witches looked at Keharan with unkind faces, and the witch who was holding Candace also let go of her hand and looked at Keharan angrily.

They looked not only at Kehalan, but also at the witches around Lawrence.

Loshanda, Delen, Saliel, Sophia, Catherine, Kassandra, Emerald.

Especially when looking at Loshanda, the three witches looked at it visibly for a little longer.

Losanda did not speak, she stood calmly beside Lawrence, wearing a turtle-necked coat made of fox fur, and her hair was neatly arranged, like an elegant old mother of a noble family.

Keharan continued to look at the three witches, "It's pathetic, look at you, look at us. ”

Munilily exasperated, "You'll have this day too!" Anyone can age, and no one can escape the curse of aging! ”

Khallan smiled, "But even when I am old, I will live well, with food to eat, a house to live in, and a group of servants who respect us. ”

The three witches all looked at Khalan angrily, unable to refute it.

Keharan continued: "We have no ill intentions, the previous things are settled, and now our master wants to ask you something. ”

"If you answer, the master will give you food and wine, and he will give you clothes and money, and you will be allowed to go back to the place where you live."

Munilili and the other two witches looked at each other.

The three witches were just a little insane and in an abnormal mental state, but they were not unaware of fear.

None of them wanted to die, and the three witches quickly accepted Khalan's terms.

"Since you have defeated us, then we will answer your questions."

Munilili and her two partners chose to work together, and the witch has never been the kind of person who would rather die than give in.

In the face of absolute force, witches are much better spoken than those beasts.

Keharlan quickly translated the witch's words to Lawrence.

Lawrence nodded, motioning for the dark elves to serve the food.

The three witches were released from their cages, and a table was set up in front of them, on which bread, vegetable soup, and roast chicken were quickly placed.

Munilili looked at the food on the table, then at Lawrence.

Lawrence nodded.

Kharan said, "You eat first, and then we will ask you about it after eating." ”

Munilili and the two witches quickly stretched out their dirty black claws and began to scramble around the table for food.

Three ugly old women trembled and clawed at the food on the table, shoving what they could eat into their leaky mouths.

Lawrence watched quietly, feeling like he was going to have nightmares tonight.

These witches have few teeth, and when they eat, it's as if they are struggling to swallow food with their lips and gums.

Lawrence decided to pay attention to this point when formulating laws in the future, and the loss of teeth in a fight is counted as a minor injury, the loss of one tooth is a minor injury, and the loss of two more is a serious injury.

The three old women ate for more than ten minutes before it was over, and their meal was not large, only a dozen eggs, five loaves of bread, two chickens, and a pot of vegetable soup.

Lawrence asked, "What's your name?" What are the capabilities? ”

With Kehalan's translation, the three witches understood Lawrence's inquiry.

"Moonie Lili, I know a lot of things, and I know a lot of things besides boiling medicinal soup."

"Ledavrey, I will create fog and illusions, the sorcery of the wind."

"Raltrise, I can turn into a giant spider monster."

Lawrence looked at the three old ladies who were willing to cooperate, and said in the same kindness: "Have you heard of my deeds?" ”

"Nope." The three ladies all shook their heads, Lawrence was not that famous.

Lawrence didn't want to go around in circles, so he asked directly about the doubts in his heart.

"To you, I'm an ordinary mortal and a wizard."

Munilily looked at Lawrence, and that terrifying appearance would be difficult for ordinary people to look at her.

Lawrence calmly met him, wary of any action by the three witches.

Munilili quickly looked at the other two.

There seemed to be a quick exchange between the other two witches and Munilili.

Soon Munilily looked at Lawrence.

"Our sisters have seen in you the power that is not dead, not alive, this power is more powerful than what we have, and you are indeed a witch."

Lawrence frowned, "What does this mean?" ”

Kehalan didn't understand either, so he quickly asked the third lady.

Munilili put her hands wincing in front of her tattered clothes, and said carefully, "Your energy does not come from yourself, but from another you. ”

Lawrence still doesn't understand.

Munilili continued: "We can't go into too much detail, but we all know a story. ”

Lawrence continued to look at the three witches.

Munilili was quick to tell a story that only a few knew.

"There was once a sorcerer whose ability was to resurrect the dead, and when he resurrected the dead, the surrounding sorcerers learned about the existence of another world from the mouth of this resurrected man."

"When a person dies, he can gain strength and wisdom from another world."

Lawrence pondered these words and remembered Beoff.

If this is true, then did you die once? (End of chapter)