Chapter 11 Mother

Leon asked, "Is Ms. Angelina here?"

"She didn't come out when I brought outsiders back, so she shouldn't be there. ā€

Lagaia held out her hand, a faint emerald green glow lingering in her palm, and the falling vines formed a long ladder in front of them to the treetops.

"Shall I show you around first?"

"Good. Leon nodded.

As he followed Lagaia up the stairs, he asked, "How long will Lady Angelina be back?"

Lagaia thought for a moment, and replied, "The teacher occasionally leaves the witches' realm to travel around the world, such as the Tyrion Tree, which she snatched from the Jutes. ā€

Li Ang was dumbfounded: "Rob?"

Lagaia hurriedly shook her head and said: "It can't be said to be robbing, it should be used to the fullest, the Jutes take it as a sacrificial holy object and put it in their hands, this branch will not be revived for a lifetime." ā€

Li Ang was dumbfounded, so he had to say: "What you said makes sense." ā€

The Judt were about to cry, thinking of the Judt men in history who wielded great axes and terrified their enemies, and only ended up encountering witches who were even more unreasonable than them.

It's miserable.

Lagaia quickly diverted the topic and said, "But the teacher will greet her before she goes out, so let's wait, she will definitely come back in the evening at the latest." ā€

A female elf with an emerald wreath on her head fluttered lightly on Lagaia's shoulders, her key position surrounded by a circle of green vines, and her body was small, also with four translucent wings like dragonflies.

She leaned over to Lagaia's ear and whispered something, and from time to time she secretly glanced up at Leon, her cheeks flushed.

"Rest assured, Leon is not a bad person. ā€

Lagaia chuckled, "She's the Tree Elf I mentioned earlier, although she resembles the Flower Elve, but in fact she is an elemental life born from the giant tree of Tyrion, they can't reproduce on their own, the whole clan is female, you should be the first male she's seen in all these years." ā€

"Hello, my name is Leon. ā€

Leon waved his hand.

The flower elf immediately covered her face with her hands, vibrated her wings and flew away.

Li Ang looked stunned, and put down his waving hand in embarrassment.

Lagaia chuckled, "Don't worry, they're timid and shy when they're alone, but when they have a firefly party in the evening, they're much more enthusiastic." ā€

"Hmm. ā€

After walking down the wooden ladder for about two minutes, Leon looked down and was shocked to find that it was already far from the ground.

The wooden ladder itself is rising?

Isn't that like an elevator!

The witch's black technology made Leon feel breathtaking.

Finally, they reached the end of the wooden ladder.

On the high and low branches, one beautiful tree house after another was built, each with a different style, but the same thing was that in front of them was a small nursery with busy tree spirits flying in it, and from time to time they took out a beautiful fruit or two.

Seeing this, the tree elves all cast curious glances, but they were not shy enough to hide, and sure enough, they were a group of people who were bold.

"The Dryads were born from the Tyrion Tree, which in turn belongs to the Teacher, so they are strictly the Teacher's servants, repairing the house, taking care of the nursery, and occasionally providing us with food and drink. ā€

"Witches need food?"

"Occasionally, it is needed, but not necessary. Life needs to be adjusted, and I enjoy the delicious feeling of eating. ā€

The two of them talked, and came to the first treehouse, which was simply furnished, but full of clean and fragrant smells, and in short, it was not too beautiful compared to the dark and cramped castle.

A rainbow of light suddenly fell from the sky.

Lagaia hurriedly said, "It's the Rainbow Bridge, the teacher is back." ā€

Rainbow Bridge?

Was it snatched from the Norsemen again?

Don't care about complaining, Li Ang hurriedly looked.

I saw a woman wearing a black palace dress and long black hair coming to the treehouse, her face did not leave a trace of time, she still looked like a green girl, but the vicissitudes of reading the world between her eyebrows betrayed the years she had experienced.

"Teacher, you're back. ā€

Greetings from Lagaia.

Angelina bowed slightly, then looked at Leon with a scrutinizing gaze.

The moment the two looked at each other, her expression suddenly froze, and after a long time, she spoke: "Are you, Leon?"

She took two steps forward and reached out to touch his cheek, but she quickly lowered it halfway through, and the whole person looked a little helpless.

Lagaia looked at the teacher in surprise, who was completely different from before, and confirmed her guess even more in her heart.

She said softly, "How did you end up here?"

Li Ang saluted respectfully, and although he had doubts in his heart, he still asked first, "You are Ms. Angelina?"

She nodded and said with a little emotion: "It's been a long time." ā€

She chuckled, "It's hard to imagine that the father who dreamed all day that you would inherit the title and revitalize the Tbelley family would be willing to let you come to me." ā€

Leon explained, "The outside world is suffering from the Black Death, a third of the people in the realm have died, and the number is increasing, and my father wants me to come here and ask for your help. ā€

The smile on Angelina's face faded away, and she frowned, "If I'm not mistaken, you're talking to me, the source of the plague in the poisonous world, the witch, about saving people?"

"Of course, witches are not the source of the plague, witches are just a group of people with extraordinary powers, they will have good people and bad people, and I believe that Lady Angelina, who can teach Miss Lagaia, must be a kind witch." ā€

Angelina didn't hold back, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect my son to be so good at talking, much stronger than Lagaia." ā€

Lagaia was surprised, "Son?"

Her eyes widened, "That is?"

"Didn't you guess a long time ago, my clever eldest daughter. ā€

Angelina snapped her fingers, and the three of them suddenly shifted their shapes and came to a simple and elegant treehouse, not the one just now.

She motioned for everyone to sit down, and then said in a very relaxed tone, "It's very simple, I left the Witch Realm twenty-three years ago and started a vigorous love affair with Connor Tateberry, who was still a down-and-out knight at the time. ā€

"Don't ask why, everyone is stupid sometimes. ā€

"The rest of the story is very simple, as you can guess, I gave birth to twins, which are you, and Connor didn't want to be involved with a witch like me anymore in order to revitalize the family's last territory, so I asked him to take Leon and be his heir, and I took Lagaia back to the witch realm. ā€

Lagaia exasperated, "How can this be?" teacher...... Mom, you deigned to be with him as a mortal, and he dared to abandon you!"

Li Ang frowned and said, "Maybe it's a misunderstanding, if you help, wouldn't it be easier for my father to revitalize the Tbelley family?"

Angelina chuckled and shook her head: "It doesn't matter what it is, that's a thing of the past, little Leon, let mom take a good look at you." ā€

She carefully studied Leon's face, and when she found something similar to herself, she would happily point it out, and finally came to the conclusion: "After all, it is my son, who is much more handsome than Connor." ā€

"If you come here this time, stay a little longer, and wait until the Black Death subsides, and then go back, your father must have this thought in mind, so he asked you to come to me. ā€

"Witchcraft can spread epidemics, but it can't cure diseases and save people, at most it will keep himself from all diseases, and he should know this very well. ā€

Leon frowned and said, "Madam, I have already suffered from the Black Death and have been cured, and the possibility of getting sick again is very small. ā€

It's nice to be here, but the Black Death has been raging for six years in history, and it's only been a year since the Black Death landed in Messina in Sicily.

In other words, he needs to stay in the Witches' Forest for five years, and as a "Muggle" with no wizarding talent, these five years can only be wasted time.

Angelina wanted to correct what Leon called her, but her face changed when she heard it: "You suffered from the Black Death?"

A surging storm of magic broke out in an instant, and the whole room was full of flying furniture, and she said coldly, "I'm going to ask Connor, I handed over my son to him, and he actually caused you to suffer from the Black Death?"

Li Ang hurriedly shook his head: "I have recovered, madam, you don't need to worry." ā€

She hugged Leon and couldn't hold back her tears: "My poor child, I can't imagine what kind of suffering and torture you have to endure to overcome that terrible epidemic. ā€

"Promise Mom, okay to stay here in the future, and never leave until you can protect yourself and become a mid-sequence wizard. ā€

Leon was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to teach me witchcraft?"

Lady Angelina said unconcernedly, "Yes, your talent for witchcraft is very poor, but you must know that your mother is the most powerful witch in the world......"

"Actually, Lagaia-your sister's talent is also very average, the combination of witches and mortals is like this, she has thought she is a genius for so many years, but in fact it is not all the credit of her mother?

Ragaia's eyes widened: "......"

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So that's the case?