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After leaving the territory of the gods, the witches once again had no place to live. They wandered and used all the time they could to practice dark magic. Because they had many years of experience in practicing witchcraft, they practiced dark magic. With half the effort, some older witches and elders quickly achieved great things.

Because dark spells are more offensive, the overall strength of witches has improved.

The witches didn't know that the witchcraft they had been practicing was also a kind of dark power. Seeing that they had quickly mastered dark spells, they all thought that they were more talented in practicing dark power.

The complex and cumbersome witchcraft that lacked the power of darkness and powerful attacks was quickly forgotten by them. After practicing the few dark spells they only knew, Garcia and Morgan began to try to study new dark spells. .

But a new spell cannot be researched just by hard work. Anderson has been researching secretly for so long, and finally chose the easiest way.

Eunice has always been called a "genius" by her people. No matter whether her people are jealous or sarcasm, there is no doubt that she is a genius. Her ability to research dark magic is enough proof her talent.

It's just that her personality is too weird, and the dark spells she researched are only willing to share with Betty, and she has always dismissed other witches who want to discuss with her.

Because of her physique and outstanding talent, which is close to the power of darkness, Eunice's young life was not very good, and the title "little genius" was not a good name for her. She was jealous, excluded, and Isolated, even because of her physique that is close to the power of darkness, she has always been an experimental subject used by other witches to experiment with dark spells when she has no resistance.

She doesn't care if other witches want to practice dark magic, let alone teach them her own spells. The only person she wants to teach is Betty.

But it's a pity that Betty doesn't have much interest in dark magic.

Eunice leaned against the tree trunk, staring unblinkingly at Betty, who was sitting not far away from her, who was writing a letter earnestly, playing with an unsharp dagger in her hand, quietly enjoying what this meant to her. Talk about a very relaxing time.

Betty kept writing on the parchment with the quill pen in her hand, occasionally stopping to think for a while, not even knowing that ink was stained on her fair cheeks.

Eunice stared at her for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Are you writing to the Protoss again?" Her tone was full of dissatisfaction.

Betty signed her name on the bottom of the parchment, then gently blew on the wet ink, picked up the parchment, ran to sit beside Eunice, and said happily: "Dacy said that Cynthia was in Pegle Many of our people have been rescued, let us send someone to pick them up in the Sea of ​​Slade."

"Cynthia is amazing."

Eunice clicked her tongue, and she stuck the dagger in her hand into the ground, and said displeasedly, "Didn't we also rescue a lot of people?"

After they left the territory of the Protoss, they came to Shastaya, which is very close to their original territory, the Capri Plain, where there are also many four-generation blood clans stationed here. In addition to practicing dark spells, the witches also They are also rescuing the imprisoned clansmen.

Compared with when they just left, the number of their tribe has increased by a quarter.

Betty leaned on Eunice's shoulder, couldn't help but took out the parchment from the Protoss, unfolded it and read it carefully, her eyes sparkled with joy, "Will we be able to find all of them soon?" clansman?"

"Maybe we can take back our territory."

"The Protoss will definitely continue to expand their territory outward. Although the Capri Plain and Orchester are a bit far away, we will try our best to drive away all the blood races nearby, so that we and the Protoss' territory can be next to each other. .”

Betty babbled for a long time without hearing Eunice's response. She raised her head in doubt, looked at Eunice's side face, frowned and said, "Why don't you speak?"

Eunice glanced at her, raised her hand to rub her hair, and deliberately hit her and said, "Your thoughts are too naive."

Betty lowered her face and buried her head into the side of Eunice's neck, her voice sounded muffled, "...I just want to make the witch clan better and better."

Betty's unconscious approach made the corners of Eunice's lips twitch slightly. She adjusted her posture and put her arms around Betty, then said with a smile: "It seems that I have to work hard to become stronger, so that I can realize you dream."

After she finished speaking, she paused, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "But your dreams are really more boring than one."

Saving human beings and making the witch clan better and better seemed ridiculous to Eunice, but when Betty was the one who had these ideas, she began to seriously think about how to help her realize them.

Because Betty was the only warmth in her heart when she was young, including her now.

Although Cynthia successfully "persuaded" Olivia to go to rest with her, they actually stayed in the forbidden area, and Olivia promised to rest, but she still couldn't help observing the state of the elf fruit. Cynthia observed her for a while, seeing that it was impossible to adjust her state, she simply asked Olivia to follow her back to the wooden house to rest, after all, there are still several hours before night.

Olivia was a little surprised by Cynthia's proposal, but she agreed after pondering.

Elves like to be close to nature, and they don't pay attention to enjoyment like blood races. Their resting place is a simple wooden house, even Olivia is like this. The difference between her and other elves is probably that her wooden house is bigger.

There is a special place in the elf territory for entertaining guests. Cynthia and Hanni were placed here by Poli. Although it is a wooden house for entertaining guests, the configuration inside is very complete. I know that foreigners don’t like hard things. Wooden beds, the beds prepared by the elves for the guests are all very soft.

The space in the wooden house is not too big. A wooden table in the center has taken up a quarter of the space. Olivia stood at the door and glanced around the room. The silver-haired protoss lived here. It has been a few days, but the traces of her are everywhere in the wooden house.

The densely packed parchment filled with spells, and the bright gems randomly placed on the table for studying formations, looking at these things that do not belong to the elves, reminded Olivia of the time when she was in the Slade Sea. Sometimes, Cynthia "moved" these things onto her bridge bit by bit in the same way, and naturally occupied a space on the bridge she used to rest.

Speaking of which, Olivia still hasn't figured out why she acquiesced that the protoss stayed on her bridge.

Every morning, an elf would send Cynthia fresh nectar and a basket of dewy flower petals and fragrant fruits. Cynthia walked into the wooden house and cleaned up the table briefly, then picked up the bottle containing the nectar and shook it , looked up and found Olivia was still standing at the door, she raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Why don't you come in?"

Olivia withdrew her eyes from looking at the wooden house, and looked at Cynthia for a while, then stepped into the wooden house, and said lightly: "It seems that the hospitality of the elves is quite satisfactory to you."

She walked to the table and sat down, her long light green hair hanging down her straight waist to the ground.

Cynthia poured herself a glass of nectar, then pushed the bottle to Olivia, and said with a smile: "I would be more satisfied if I could be closer to Her Majesty the Queen."

Olivia took out her cup from the Space Gem and poured nectar, pretending she didn't hear Cynthia's teasing words.

The cup that Olivia took out was the one that was "accidentally" taken by Cynthia. Cynthia had been with her for so long, and she had never seen her drink nectar from another cup.

"This cup is very delicate, did someone give it to you?" Cynthia asked casually, leaning against the table, rubbing the wooden cup in her hand.

"No." Olivia took a sip of the nectar, felt the fragrance of the flowers spread in her mouth, looked down at the cup in her hand, and said, "I carved it myself."

"Oh?"

Hearing the surprise in Cynthia's tone, Olivia frowned, and said again: "Pastime when I was young."

Cynthia chuckled and said softly, "Her Majesty has only just come of age."

Olivia turned the cup in her hand, her light green eyes drooped slightly, and she didn't speak.

The wooden house suddenly became quiet, but it was filled with a touch of warmth. Cynthia drank a few sips of nectar and glanced at Olivia from the corner of her eye. He asked eagerly: "I heard that Her Majesty's twin flowers are blooming, may I have the honor to go and have a look?"

Hearing the words "twin flowers" from Cynthia's mouth, Olivia tightened her grip on the cup. She raised her eyes slightly, but moved away awkwardly after meeting those smiling golden eyes. Concealing his nervousness with displeasure, he asked, "Who did you listen to?"

"I heard the elf mention it when Hanni and I were visiting the territory today." Cynthia observed Olivia's expression, and asked calmly, "Is it possible that only guardians can see Her Majesty's twin flowers?"

Seeing that even the guardian knew her, Olivia unconsciously loosened and tightened the hand holding the cup, frowning, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Shuangshenghua... How could Shuangshenghua take people to see it at will, besides, where does she have a guardian now?

"An elf told me that twin flowers are very beautiful when they bloom, so I'm a little curious." After finishing speaking, Cynthia keenly noticed that Olivia's expression suddenly became subtle. She paused and asked, "What did I say wrong?" Is it gone?"

"An elf invited you to see the Twin Flowers?" Olivia stared into Cynthia's eyes and asked expressionlessly.

Cynthia paused and denied, "...No, I overheard it."

Olivia snorted coldly, stopped talking, and warned in a deep voice: "Twin flowers are beautiful, but their fragrance will confuse people. If you don't want to cause trouble, you'd better stay away from the territory of twin flowers."

Cynthia wondered, "Falled into confusion?"

Olivia's expression was a bit unnatural. She wanted to explain seriously, but she was ashamed to speak when she got to her mouth. When she was hesitating how to explain more tactfully, there was a sudden noise of footsteps outside. Ni's energetic voice came in through the door of the wooden house, "Cynthia, do you really like the Elf Queen?"

As her words fell, the door of the wooden house was knocked open with a bang, and Hanni rushed in, and saw Olivia sitting at the table at a glance, her footsteps froze suddenly, erect Wolf's ear fell down in an instant.

Cynthia: "..."

The smile on Cynthia's lips, who was leisurely leaning against the table, narrowed slightly, and she turned her head calmly to see Olivia's reaction.

"Hanni." Olivia's hands on the table trembled, feeling the heat on her face slowly rising, and she was forcibly pressed down by her. She stared at Hanni, frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" ?”

Hanni shrank her neck and said weakly: "I didn't say it, it was Elvira."

"Avella?" Olivia's expression turned colder, "Are you still in contact with her?"

Hanni dared not speak.

Olivia got up from the table, keeping her eyes fixed on the front, and never looked at Cynthia, "Let me know that you are with Elvira again, and I will ask your mother to come pick you up." After she finished speaking, she strode away , the figure quickly disappeared.

Hanni turned around, carefully watched Olivia's back for a while, then turned to Cynthia, sighed and said, "It seems that Her Majesty doesn't like you, Cynthia."

Cynthia: "..."

She also wanted Joanna to come and pick up the silly wolf.

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