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"We should have a very good relationship! Witch, have you forgotten who invited you to the party?"

Angeli shouted in dissatisfaction at the top of his voice.

"But you didn't tell me that I had to bring a male companion to the party. You made me embarrassed in front of all the witches. That's what a good friend would do."

The witch sneered, but her charm was still irresistible.

The male companions of the surrounding witches all glanced over here secretly, and the angry witches kept glaring at this side.

Glenn saw that the male companion of the tall witch was also mesmerized by the witch's sneer, and then looked at Angeli's flushed face, and couldn't help but said:

"Don't look at it, this is my female companion."

The thin man named Duke lowered his head in panic when he heard that, which made the tall woman feel even more embarrassed, so she gently pinched the soft flesh on Duke's lower back.

"Hello, what's your name?" Angeli forced a smile, stretched out his hand to shake hands with Glenn and asked.

"Glenn, just call me Glenn." Glenn stretched out his hand and shook hands briefly with the other party.

"This is the second time the witch has attended the party. Last time, she didn't have a male companion. She just came to take a look and left. I thought she would never appear here again. Anyway, it's nice to meet you."

"Okay, don't pretend I don't exist. Let's talk when we get to the party."

The witch interrupted the tall woman's idea of ​​having a deep conversation with Glenn, and gently exerted force, taking Glenn's arm and walking towards a wide staircase.

Angeli snorted, reached out and pinched her male companion's face, then followed the witches up the stairs.

While walking, Glenn quietly asked the witch: "Is there anything special about this party? Given your personality, you would be interested in it?"

When notified earlier, the witch simply asked Glenn if he was willing to accompany her to a party.

Glenn was naturally not interested, but the witch came to him on purpose, and as a good friend it was difficult for him to refuse, so he agreed without asking any details.

It was not until now, after seeing the strangeness of this gathering, that Glenn became curious.

The witch noticed that Glenn had set up a soundproofing spell around him, and after thinking for a moment, she said:

"Some lost magic occasionally appears at this gathering, as well as news about magic recently researched by powerful witches. This is enough to keep me interested."

She chuckled and continued, "Angelica did help me. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't know about this place. It would be even better if she didn't always try to tease me."

"I think except for the time she brought you in here, you must have been teasing her, right?"

Glenn asked teasingly.

The witch rolled her eyes at Glenn veiledly, "She asked for it. She's not very smart, but she always wants to compete with me."

"Why do we need to bring a male companion to this party? Is it because men are needed to do something?"

"There's no special reason. A long time ago, a witch brought her first male companion. Her male companion was very outstanding. It was said that he was a prince of a country and a powerful magician. He stole the limelight at the party. Then other witches also learned to bring an outstanding male companion to the party. Over time, it became a tradition."

"Oh...woman's vanity."

Glenn nodded, and suddenly noticed that the witch was squinting at him. He smiled awkwardly, "So the male companions of these witches are all excellent?"

The witch raised her lips slightly, "Not really. Some witches don't care about this kind of thing, but they can't be different, so they will just grab passers-by on the street to use. If you hear rumors about witches grabbing men outside, it's probably like this. Some witches will even use their own puppets."

They walked up the stairs and soon arrived at the gathering hall.

The hall was decorated extremely gorgeously, with strange magical light flickering all around.

As Glenn stepped into the hall, he felt a mysterious and ancient magical fluctuation.

The witches dispersed, each looking for interesting things or chatting with acquaintances.

The entertainment facilities here are extremely rich and colorful, and they all have the dark and strange style that witches like.

The witch pulled Glenn along, ignoring the surrounding entertainment facilities and the various looks from the witches or male companions.

The gathering hall is divided into several areas. The one you just entered is just the entertainment area. The witch's goal is very clear, which is the area where witches conduct academic seminars.

Glenn noticed that several eyes had been fixed on him, and they were quite aggressive, with some trying to explore deeper through his clothes.

Naturally, he would not tolerate such impolite perception.

He used curses to cause a little trouble to these sentient masters.

When the two arrived at the area they wanted to reach, they just happened to see several witches messily fixing their hair. Some of them looked at Glenn evasively, while others were more interested in Glenn.

"Avisha, long time no see. I thought I would never see you here again."

A young woman's voice that sounded like a gentle auntie was heard.

The owner of the voice was indeed a great beauty, with long wavy hair and slightly exaggerated round earrings that sparkled. At this moment, she was holding something that looked like a test tube in her hand, and was looking over here with her legs crossed.

This witch has a pair of different colored eyes, one blue and one red, as crystal clear as gems.

"Long time no see, White Dog."

Compared to Angeli, the witch's attitude towards this witch was much better.

White dog? Nickname or name? ...Glenn was a little surprised to hear the witch calling the witch.

"Is that the Whispering Potion you have in your hand? Which kind?"

The witch's attention was almost attracted by the test tube in the hand of the witch named White Dog, so she let go of Glenn and went forward to check.

"I mixed this myself. It's not as effective as the one in the Lion Kingdom's royal warehouse, but at least I made it."

The white dog explained with some pride, and generously handed the test tube to the witch.

Glenn looked around and thought that the witch would not need him for the time being, so he was about to look around and learn, but a witch next to him reached out and grabbed him.

When he looked down, he saw a smiling woman's face facing him.

I only heard the other party whisper:

"Sir, what level of magician are you? Do you know any rare magic?"

"A fourth-level magician. As for how rare he is..." Glenn told the truth. However, when the other party heard that Glenn was only a fourth-level magician, he immediately lost interest and turned around to tinker with something with his male companion.

Glenn was speechless. It was so realistic, but he didn't think anything of it. He bent down slightly and leaned over to see what the other person was doing.

But after the other party noticed it, he and his male companion covered it together like a test to prevent cheating, and drove it away:

"Go away, you are a level 4 magician and you won't understand it. We won't do business at a loss."

Ouch... Glenn stood up with an inexplicable smile and raised his hand. A magic spell emitting a decaying smell circled and disappeared.

The Decaying Cage, this is the most mysterious magic Glenn has ever obtained.

Although it was only a moment, the witch immediately felt the rarity of this magic and stared blankly at Glenn's palm.

"that……"

She wanted to say something else, but Glenn turned around and said, "Sorry, I won't show it to you."