Witch Monastery

Looking at her beautiful face, Vajra couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It seemed that the number of this priest's confidantes was more than she had imagined.

However, it is not Vajra's style to criticize other people's private lives, especially when this person has just helped her a lot.

She walked slowly over to the ice crystal and said, "It's useless to do this. Let me do it."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and silently chanted a spell. A gentle red flame appeared out of nowhere, enveloping the frozen ice crystals, and the ice melted rapidly. Soon, Hawthorne saw the light of day again and regained consciousness.

"call……"

He was breathing heavily and shivering from the cold. Celine quickly unbuttoned her nun's uniform and hugged him tightly in her arms, warming his body with her body temperature.

Vajera watched all this silently, and looking at the true feelings between them, her heart couldn't help but be touched.

She couldn't help but look at Celine twice more, but then her pupils shrank slightly and her expression became a little surprised and uncertain.

she……

No, I must be wrong. She should just be a sorcerer with a higher talent. At least judging from her performance just now, she is unlikely to be a witch...

Such thoughts came to her mind, but she extinguished them and said, "Earl Hawthorne, on behalf of the Black Rod Tower, I thank you for your hard work in the mission of investigating, confronting and exiling the devil archduke Mephistopheles."

Hawthorne, whose lips turned purple from the cold, was still shivering. Without bothering to avoid suspicion, he used the "water creation/drying water technique" to dry his clothes, then put his arms around Celine's waist to keep herself warm as much as possible.

Hearing what Vajra said, he forced a smile on his almost frozen face and said, "This is what I should do, Ms. Vajra."

Vajera couldn't help but recall the brave scene of him swinging his sword at the Devil Duke just now, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart that although a considerable number of young people today are extremely wanton and decadent, there are also some who are truly more outstanding than she expected.

Looking at his current state, she nodded gently and said, "You don't look like you have any major problems. Then, I'll leave the cleanup work here to you."

She has always set high standards for herself, and as long as she doesn't lose consciousness, she feels that she can still continue to work - so many times, she subconsciously thinks that others are the same.

After saying this, her body turned into a stream of light and teleported away. In her opinion, the Devil Archduke should not have rushed to the material world alone, he should have other tricks up his sleeve - and this was something she had to be on guard against.

Looking at her disappearing back, Hawthorne couldn't help but sigh: "Okay, this is really good at ordering people around..."

As he sighed like this, he gradually regained some strength. With Celine's help, he slowly stood up and turned to look around.

The fire had been extinguished. During the conversation just now, Vajera had also used water-making magic to put out all the flames here. The strong wind in the night sky blew, and the thick smoke here had almost dissipated, at least it was no longer choking people and making them cough.

Just as he was wondering where Cuibis had gone, in the distance, the girl's anxious but loud voice came: "Earl! Earl Hawthorne!"

Hawthorne and Celine turned their heads and looked back, and saw the girl running towards them from a distance, holding a fat figure in her hand.

"Cuibisi!" He immediately smiled comfortably and waved to her. Seeing his position, Cuibisi's eyes lit up, and she rushed towards him in two steps, threw the huge thing in her hand to the ground, and supported his other arm: "Master, are you okay?"

After getting closer, she finally dared to restore her original name. While Hawthorne was saying it was okay, he took a closer look and realized what she was holding.

It's Madam Casalante.

Chapter 520 Mithril Palace

At this moment, the obese woman was lying on the ground, her face covered with heavy foundation and now covered with black ash. She was so stiff that she couldn't move at all, looking at Hawthorne and the other three with hatred, but she didn't look scary, but rather a little funny.

Hawthorne looked down at her, took a few glances, and then suddenly realized: "She can't speak now?"

Beside him, Cuibisi clung to his arm obediently and said, "Yes, she was poisoned by my poison and now her whole body is paralyzed and she can't say a word."

As she spoke, a hint of smugness gradually emerged in her tone: "This guy thought I was an ordinary girl with no ability at all. He acted as if he was sure of winning against me and kept saying bad things about you to me."

"As a result, just as she was about to take action, she found that her tongue was stiff and she couldn't even utter a single spell. Haha, you didn't see the scene with your own eyes. It was so funny!"

She laughed recklessly, and on the ground, Madam Casalante was shaking with anger. A huge sense of humiliation came over her, and she wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide on the spot.

However, looking at the evil woman on the ground, Hawthorne narrowed his eyes, waited for a moment, and finally shook his head slowly.

Forget it, this guy is destined to be dead. For a guy like this, looking at her any longer is a waste of precious time. It is better to spend time and energy on more precious living people.

Thinking of this, he looked around and asked, "Cui Bisi, are there any other survivors in this manor?"

Cuibisi hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Master. While you were fighting, I had already taken those ordinary people to a safe place. Most of them were not seriously injured, but some were..."

Her tone was hesitant, and Hawthorne felt something was wrong. He turned on the light spell and scanned the surroundings, and then he saw that many guards were lying in the rubble with their bodies burned. There was no possibility of saving them.

Huo Sang frowned, and then said with some reluctance: "It seems that many people died..."

Xilin glanced at the state of the corpses, then turned to look at Cuibisi: "Did you anesthetize them?"

Cuibisi lowered her head and explained aggrievedly, "While I was unconscious, a few guards tried to do something to me..."

Hawthorne stretched out his arms and hugged her body: "There's nothing we can do about it. We can only blame their bad luck for encountering such a thing!"

As they were talking, the guards on duty in the South Port District finally arrived. It wasn't that they were too slow, but the beams of light that shot straight into the sky, the ice wall more than ten meters high, the flame storm, etc., were all beyond their cognition and understanding.

Therefore, even though they had discovered the situation, they did not dare to intervene rashly. They could only call for support quickly, and then wait until the noise here had almost died down before finally rushing over to see what was going on here.

Seeing outsiders coming, Cuibis hurriedly helped the stiff Mistress Casalant up, pretending that she was serving her.

Guards holding spears and wearing chain mail surrounded Hawthorne and his men. However, when they saw his face clearly, the expressions of these soldiers suddenly became uncertain: "Is it... Earl Hawthorne?"

Now, there were few people in the entire Libel Harbor who didn't recognize his face. Needless to say, the nobles who were responsible for the security of the Mithril District regarded Hawthorne as their idol and worshipped him privately.

Behind them, a tall, middle-aged male warrior wearing heavy red plate armor and with a resolute face came. Hawthorne did not recognize his ordinary face, but looking at his equipment, he knew that this man was the captain of the guard responsible for maintaining order in the Mithril Palace.

The man's eyes fell on Hawthorne, and then his expression was a little surprised: "Earl Hawthorne, why are you here? All the commotion and destruction just now, could it be that you were the one who did it?"

Hawthorne shook his head slightly. "That's not the case. I'm just here for the feast. My magic power can't make such a big noise. This is the aftermath of the battle between the Lady of the Black Staff and another powerful devil."

"For the specific situation, you can wait for the announcement released by the Black Rod Tower tomorrow. Then everything will become clear."

As he spoke, more guards came from afar and reported their findings loudly: some found colleagues who had been burned to death, some found the male owner of the Casalante family, and some found traces of suspected evil spirits...

The head of the Mithril Palace's guard had a complicated expression. He glanced at Madam Casalant, who was held in Cuibis's hand and was paralyzed and stiff, unable to say a word. Then he bowed his head to Hawthorne and said, "My Lord Earl, it's not that I don't trust you, but this incident happened in the Mithril District, and there were many casualties. It's a serious matter. I have no right to make a final judgment on this matter."

"So... please, and Madam Casalant, take the trouble to accompany me to the Mithril Palace and report to the Lord of the Public City tomorrow morning. I believe that by then, everything will be discussed by the public."

This means that he will be taken to the Mithril Palace and placed under house arrest for one night.

Hawthorne nodded slightly, knowing that the other party was also responsible, so he did not embarrass the other party: "Okay, uh, Madam Casalant, are you willing to go with us?"

Cuibisi pressed the back of Madam Casalant's head and forced her to nod. Then she turned to Hawthorne and said, "She also...

I agree, let’s go together!”

Madam Casalant looked at the two of them with resentment, but unfortunately she was paralyzed all over and even blinking was very difficult for her, so the scene looked quite funny.

The captain of the Mithril Palace's guards looked at the mistress who used to be so high and mighty with a sympathetic look, then said nothing more, pretending that everything was normal, "Then, please come with me."

Hawthorne brought Celine and Cuibis along with him and came to the Mithril Palace opposite the castle area.

This is a huge castle with six floors and nearly 20 meters high. It is a shiny silver color, and five magic sentry towers are built around it in a regular pentagonal shape. It looks majestic, powerful and impressive.

This is where all the successive public city lords have lived, and it is also the safest place in the entire Liber Port.

Looking at the five majestic towers surrounding the castle, Hawthorne couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The background painting in the game was completely different from the reality. At least when looking at the picture on the display screen, there was no sense of shock and oppression that he had when he was standing under the castle and looking up at it.

He followed the captain of the guards into the castle. The scene inside the castle was no different from what he remembered. It was still covered with soft white carpets, and there were special people cleaning it every day.

The captain of the guard arranged guest rooms for them and asked them to have a good rest before leaving. Hawthorne did not do anything else. He arranged for Madam Casalant to stay in the room next to them and asked Cuibis to take care of her. He rested quietly on this familiar yet unfamiliar soft bed for the whole night.

The next day, early in the morning.

Hawthorne woke up from his sleep and washed up in his room. Then a maid knocked on the door and called out, "My Lord Earl, the Lord Mayor is already in the dining room. She wants to have breakfast with you all."

Hawthorne responded with "Got it" and went out. Heidi and Tribis also went out at almost the same time. The three of them looked at each other and then went to the restaurant together under the guidance of the maid.

Leila Silverhand was already sitting here. Since she was at home, she was wearing a long rose-purple close-fitting pajamas and a pair of warm cotton slippers.

But at this moment, she didn't put her feet in. Her snow-white tender feet were crossed above the slippers. Her toes were like pearls, painted with purple nail polish. The skin on the soles of her feet was white and rosy, looking extremely attractive.

Hawthorne didn't dare to look at her any longer, and quickly raised his head to look directly at her face. Then he saw that her long silver hair cascaded down, clinging to her beautiful face without makeup. Under her long eyelashes, the blue hair was shining, making her look lazy and charming.

She is prettier in real life than in the game...

He couldn't help but feel moved, and many stories about her naturally emerged in his mind.

Chapter 521 Leila's Misunderstanding

In fact, Leila Silverhand was not a native of Libel Harbor, but was born in a small kingdom in the north of the Sayn Empire.

About five or six hundred years ago, when the last unified Sayin Empire fell apart and before the rise of the next large regime capable of unifying the country - the current imperial royal family - during the long and chaotic period of struggle among the princes, Leila Silverhand was born in a small town in the north of the empire.

At first, no one knew that she was the daughter of the goddess of magic, and no one even knew where she came from or who her parents were. The local witches then just treated her as an ordinary human orphan and adopted her together.

But she soon showed amazing magical talent, and joined the well-known northern organization "Northern Witch Council" at a young age. She awakened the power of her bloodline in the fight against the awakening disaster of a certain Old One, sealed it in one fell swoop, and became the leader worshipped by all the witches in the north.

Later, in order to protect the people of the North, she took the initiative to establish a magical kingdom called "Stornut" led by the witches of the North.

And Lyra Silverhand was crowned there as the Witch Queen of the North, ruling over an area of ​​approximately two million square kilometers.

Later, less than a hundred years after her coronation, the current Sayin royal family rose up and unified most of the old empire with overwhelming force.

However, the first emperor of the Sayin Empire was still afraid of the powerful force of Leila Silverhand, so he chose to negotiate with her, hoping to succeed.

Lyra Silverhand, who only liked to study arcane magic and was exhausted by managing the country, was willing to hand over power and give up many of her privileges after the first emperor made many promises to the people of the North, just so that the empire could be reunited.

Her noble behavior won unanimous praise from the whole world, and this peaceful reunification was even regarded as a model by pacifists all over the world. After all, if you put yourself in her shoes, who would really be willing to give up the power that they can actually hold?

After that, she focused on traveling around the major magic schools in the empire, researching, exchanging and teaching magical knowledge, and assisted her mother in establishing a magic university in Liber Harbor.

Until ten years ago, the previous public mayor of Liber Port was exiled for corruption. Celebrities from all walks of life in the city all hoped that she would lead the city, so she responded to their wishes and came here to serve as the public mayor.

At this moment, this demigod spellcaster, who had a turbulent life, was like an ordinary householder.

A woman, holding a knife and fork, is dealing with the delicious sandwich on the plate in front of her.

Seeing the three of them coming over, she raised her head, her bright eyes looking over here, her thin, rosy lips slightly raised, revealing a charming smile: "Did you three rest well last night?"

Huo Sang forced himself to cheer up and nodded: "Thank you for your concern, Lord City Lord. I'm fine."

After all, this was the first time the two parties met. Although they had met countless times in the game, in reality, facing such a powerful and legendary figure, he couldn't help but be a little restrained.

Celine and Tribis also said that they had a good rest. Tribis, who was always sharp-tongued, looked a little restrained at this moment. It seemed that she also felt the power of the person in front of her.

Leila Silverhand's eyes swept across the two girls. It was just a casual glance at first, but then she noticed something. Her pupils shrank slightly, and her expression couldn't help but show some surprise.

Hawthorne noticed the change in her expression and his expression also changed: "Lord City Lord, do you have any questions?"

Lyra Silverhand shook her head slightly, her eyes still fixed on the two girls: "Nothing...Ah, Lord Hawthorne, these two beside you are really powerful warlocks."

Hawthorne smiled and accepted it for both of them: "Thanks for the compliment, it's nothing."

He said this and then sat down. Leila finally withdrew her gaze and got down to business: "It's getting late. Let's talk about what happened last night while we eat."

Hawthorne nodded, picked up the knife and fork, and began to cut the sandwich in front of him. The two began to talk slowly. After hearing that the person who appeared last night was the incarnation of the devil archduke Mephistopheles, even she couldn't help but be surprised, and then sighed: "Fortunately, you found his trace in time, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable!"

She didn't care how much the Devil Archduke paid for entering the material world this time, or how much loss he suffered for returning empty-handed. As long as the city was not destroyed by the Devil Archduke's conspiracy, she was very grateful for her luck.

"It's all thanks to Madam Blackstaff." Hawthorne continued modestly, "If she hadn't stopped time in time, the three of us would have become slaves of the devil."

Leila Silverhand turned her head to look at him, then nodded approvingly: "Indeed, Vajra's ability in identifying and employing people far exceeds my previous expectations."

Hawthorne was stunned, thinking that she... thought that I had accepted Vajra's mission, so I was actively investigating Mephistopheles' whereabouts?

Well, actually, I really wasn’t the one who took the initiative to investigate this time. It was just that the other party had to target me for some unknown reason. How could I be so worthy as to be the incarnation of the devil and go through so much trouble to deceive the gods just to target me…

He complained inwardly, and then Leila Silverhand said that she had no more questions to ask. After the two exchanged pleasantries again, Hawthorne took the initiative to say goodbye to her and left with the two witches.

When he left, he did not take the Madam Casalant with him, and the fat woman was left in the Mithril Palace. But it was conceivable that she would not end well for colluding with the devil and even summoning the devil archduke to the material world - although it might not have been her doing.

However, it is hard to say whether the Casarant family will be wiped out as well.

But these had nothing to do with Hawthorne, he turned and walked straight out. Behind, looking at the backs of Celine and Cuibis, Leila Silverhand finally couldn't help but frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

Their essence should indeed be witches, but...

No way?

Could it be that... the Goddess of Life really succeeded?

Many past memories could not help but come to Leila Silverhand's mind, which were related to the overly philanthropic goddess of life: she cared equally for all intelligent material life, including those who were born in the material world but could not feel happiness and could only get a little joy from the souls of other lives as comfort...

Witches.

Thinking of what she had seen in her early years, when the goddess of life wept in front of her mother and said bluntly that it was the fault of the gods, Leila Silverhand felt extremely incredible.

But isn't her wish something that even her mother thinks is almost impossible to achieve?

It’s incredible…

Wait, is her death actually related to this matter?

She didn't know, everything was just speculation. But she felt that in the future, she had to pay more attention to this group of people.

……

Not to mention the many thoughts running through Leila Silverhand's mind, on the other side, Hawthorne walked out of the gate of the Mithril Palace, came to the street outside, looked at everything around him, and let out a long breath.

Uh, that seems a bit troublesome.