Dawn of the Grey Tower

King Cang

Emia hasn't left the big house for a long time. As a witch, she can accomplish almost everything without leaving her home. Even if she is really bored and wants to find something to do, it is a good pastime to overlook the earth with the eyes of a crow. But having said that, many years ago, she was not like this. At that time, Greene always complained to other witches that her daughter would never be patient and would always disappear in a blink of an eye.

Thinking of how his mother complained, Amya smiled at the corner of her mouth under the veil. But this smile was just a moment on the witch's face. Green's death made it difficult for Emia to feel happy from the heart. She missed her mother too much. Few witches can hide for such a long time like the Coranti family, because few witches can greet their death as calmly as Greene.

Older witches always try to continue their lives, and for this reason, they do everything at all costs, and even some extremists will sacrifice their heirs to evil gods or demons. Grim Reaper is always chasing us, this is what almost all witches will say. But Emia almost never heard it in her mother's mouth. Compared with other witches who are quick to get more material to continue life, Green is always calm.

And this calmness has also earned her a very high reputation in the witch group. Almost all witches are happy to listen to this opinion. There are even rumors claiming that Green has a great chance of becoming the leader of the Witches. But that was all a thing of the past. Emia thought that since she had betrayed the Witches, her mother did not abandon herself, but fled herself directly to this remote little country. Since then, the Witches are no longer their home.

Recalling that he was interrupted here, Amya silently strangled the reins in her hand, because in this unmanned street, a gorgeous carriage stood in front of her unbiasedly.

The magnificence of this carriage is absolutely unprecedented in the entire Cangshi. I am afraid that even the king or queen ’s car is not so striking. This is a four-wheeled carriage drawn by two purebred small chestnut horses. The body is made of moonlight wood that is only produced in the forest in the elven territory. There is no nail on it. The white body of the moonlight wood is almost covered with various reliefs, some of which are telling myths and stories, and some are only for decoration, but no matter which one, the decoration in the relief is made of gems or gold. .

The shape of the carriage is semi-open, and this style favored by noble women cannot provide the carriage with any defense capabilities, nor does it have enough space to install shock absorption or other devices. But its body that resembles a huge sofa is enough to highlight the figure of the woman lying on it. It's like the woman who is lying in the soft collapse of velvet satin.

This is a middle-aged woman, at least she looks so. She has a beautiful face, and the appropriate makeup makes her smile full of fatal temptations. Distinguished from the middle, the long black and white hair makes this woman mysterious while enchanting. A black and white mink skirt with the same hair color allows her to display her beautiful body while creating a sense of dignity. Judging from her exposed skin, the lady's skin was almost white and Lyn's.

The carriage and its owner looked so awkward on this street. I mean, this lady should ride her car to the grand dinner in the kingdom. Rather than wandering the streets of the Great White Heaven and the emperor like now. However, from the expression under Emiya's veil, she was not surprised at the appearance of this woman.

"You still look so disgusting." This should be the heaviest **** Emia said in recent years. But seeing this person in front of her, Rao is hard to hide the disgust on her face because of her cultivation.

But the woman who was lying halfway in the carriage didn't seem to care. She chuckled a little, and looked at Emia, who was sitting on her horse, with her eyes up and down. Compared with her, the red dress on Emia's body is so simple. And the veil hanging down from the wide lady's hood seems to be something that exists to hide the appearance.

"And you are still ... naive." The woman in the carriage covered the lower half of her face with a small black gilt folding fan and said.

"I? Naive?" Emia smiled, but not because of happiness, but because of anger, "Listen, I am not the me who was twenty years ago. In front of you, this kingdom is the most powerful Witch, you better show the respect you deserve. "

"The most powerful witch?" The woman's eyes showed a mocking taste, "Only after Greene's death? A witch who can't even compare the dead, or don't use such arrogance The title is good. "

"But I really admire Greene. She had lived for so long when she left the witch corps, and she has been relying on the materials collected in this small kingdom for nearly thirty years. You are in the end I was really curious about what I found in this country. "

"That's not something you should consider. You should think about how to take your people out of this country alive than spying on me." Amyah's tone was cold, like her eyes.

Hearing Emia ~ www.readwn.com ~ The woman covered her mouth again with a folding fan and gave a clear laugh from under the fan. The laughter was very pleasant, but it made people feel inexplicably cold.

"Oh, my dear Emia. You would n’t really think that a little wizard and the people you called together could win this war? Although the boy was dressed in a gray robe, he was nothing but It ’s just a fledgling. Compared with the existence that provoked this war, he could n’t make it. ”

"Really? But I think it's too easy for him to clean up you," Emia said.

What did the woman want to say, but she just stopped talking, as if she had received some information. After an obvious expression of fear and disgust on her face, she said again.

"Wolf Walker? Is this your hole card? It's really unpleasant."

After talking, the woman waved her hand gently, and the two ponies pulling the carriage left and turned the horse's head and ran in the other direction. Seeing the other party retreating, Amya was not in a hurry to catch up or stop, because she even, that her former companion was not a single-handed person, there must be a witch or other thing to protect her in this neighborhood.