Witch, don't be so lazy

result.

As soon as I walked into the hall, I found that several staff members came over, and they were followed by a well-dressed nobleman, a noble from the Page family.

He came to invite her again.

Anke twitched her lips. Since they met in the Iris Workshop that day, someone from the Page family came over every day for the next four days, saying that Ms. Esther invited her to sit in the manor, attend a tea party and salon, or for everyone to find a place to chat casually.

The other party's attitude was very sincere and they invited us frequently, and everyone took it for granted.

After all, the Page family has no successor, and Ms. Estherlin is old. She has always wanted to win over young talents in Asda City who are not from noble families. She has contacted various forces, and the one she cares about the most is Kanis.

As a civilian wizard from Xueshan Town, Anke also happens to be a member of the Chaos School. He is obviously a more suitable target to win over than Kanis.

"...How about this? Go back and talk to Ms. Estherin and arrange a time. Um, this afternoon, or tomorrow morning, we'll meet in the Adventurer's Guild's reception room. Thank you for your hard work."

Anke thought about it and agreed to the invitation.

It was impossible for her to go to the Page family manor, but now that her training had come to an end and her strength had greatly increased, she had the confidence to invite the other party to the Adventurer's Guild to have a chat and see what the other party was planning.

Speaking of which, the box of hazelnut balls was lost a long time ago, and she gave the potions in it to Catro to extract and keep. After all, he was a one-star pharmacist and knew how to avoid the attenuation of the efficacy of the medicine as much as possible.

……

The Page family estate.

After hearing the report from her subordinates, Estherlin smiled delightedly and waved her hand, saying:

"Go back and tell Miss Anke, we'll make an appointment this afternoon."

Although the other party did not come to the manor in person, the dietary and environmental cues arranged could not be used, but it didn't matter. The perfume she sprayed on her body could also play a certain role.

Don't get me wrong, she wouldn't be stupid enough to use drugs. It would be too easy to detect, and those experienced wizards with knowledge of potions would notice it immediately.

Everything she used was for relaxing and soothing the mind, and there was no need to hide it. After all, everyone knew that she had mastered the "calming spell" and had helped many people regulate their minds in the past, earning everyone's gratitude and trust.

of course.

She is now using these props only to assist in "sweet talk" and to give the other party hints for hypnosis. Time is a bit tight, after all, there are only ten days left before the agreed date of action.

In order to ensure the operation is as perfect as possible, Esther did not relax at all and kept increasing the number of key personnel under her control as much as possible.

It just so happened that the Adventurer's Guild was weak, and there happened to be a little devil who had never been affected, and her frequent contact with the other party was completely reasonable, so how could she let him go.

Haha, she hated these so-called geniuses the most. Being young and talented were things that she could not even dream of now.

But it doesn’t matter. After ten days, they will all become my stepping stones.

There was a flash of heat in Eslin's eyes.

She was very confident in her spells. As long as she started, after some hints, the other party would definitely agree to the subsequent meeting invitation, and then they would get deeper and deeper into the trap, unable to escape.

Moreover, she acted very cautiously and never dared to affect a second-level mage for fear of being exposed. However, when facing a first-level mage, given the difference in rank and mental strength between the two, her spellcasting would definitely be foolproof and would never be detected.

Take a deep breath.

Esther walked into the room, thinking about her clothes and the incense she would bring.

After everything was ready, she looked around and her eyes fell on the skull on the table. She walked over, picked it up, and hid it safely.

This is the communication prop given to her by Yin Ya, it is very precious.

Although she was once puzzled as to why those black snakes were not used, she had read reports about the Disaster Cult in Asda City. They liked to use black snakes to communicate. Maybe this was more convenient, or it might be the personal hobby of the necromancer Silver Fang.

The Silver Tooth Man was quite nice, even though he had completely distrusted him when he first came to him and said he could save his lifespan. They had even had a brief fight.

Although she lost, the black wizard of the Disaster Cult did not kill her. Instead, he invited her to join the Disaster Cult and provided her with different ways to prolong her life.

That guy's attainments in the way of the dead are indeed extraordinary, and he even revealed some secrets of corpse wizards and liches one after another. Otherwise, I would not trust him.

It's really strange. He is such a powerful necromancer, but he stays in the Scourge Cult and doesn't go to another more suitable organization... Maybe it's his personal ambition.

Esther shook her head and ignored it. She started thinking about the wording to use in the afternoon exchange meeting.

Her current focus was to get the girl named "Encore" under control.

Chapter 103: Control

On the snow-capped mountains and steep cliffs, the troll battle flags flutter in the wind.

It is called a battle flag, but in fact it is just a wooden pole erected in the middle of the stacked stones, with the dried skeleton of a humanoid creature stuck on it.

Although it was covered with ice debris, if you looked carefully you could see that those skeletons were newly replaced, all of them were adventurers who had been slaughtered.

Anyone who goes to the ruins of Tekir will see this shock and ridicule when they look up.

"These trolls are really arrogant."

Duolun, the president of the Abbasid Assembly, looked up and couldn't help but sigh, "They rely on their easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack dangerous position to provoke and attack adventurers every day."

"After all, in the eyes of the trolls, we are the invaders. The ruler of any territory will never allow outsiders to come and go at will."

Matika said calmly.

Just as the city of Asda would not allow the existence of large-scale monster tribes within nearly a hundred kilometers, most of the roads connecting to nearby towns also had no tribes gathering, because they had been cleared out countless times with swords and fire, and this was still being repeated to this day. Towns and trade routes were built in the north in this bloody way.

There is no right or wrong, this is the law of nature.

Those humans who survive in the wilderness areas, although they have built large and small villages, can only be said to be living in the wilderness, and cannot be said to be the masters of this piece of land in the wilderness.

Mineral veins, herbs, fields... Any ethnic group that attempts to gain ownership of these things will have to use blood and death to consolidate its rule over this land.

There is no room for mercy in the biting north wind, otherwise the monsters will laugh mercilessly, grind their teeth and suck blood, and attack people's homes when they are weak or not paying attention.

It is impossible to carve out a territory in this world without paving the way with blood.

The trolls understand this too.

The ruins of Taiqir were right next to their tribe. Occasionally, there were sporadic adventurers coming and going, and they would just turn a blind eye to it. But now it was on such a large scale that they could not accept it at all.

The mages of Asda City could not tolerate the trolls coming into contact with the Disaster Cult, and even wanted to help them complete the Blood Feast to advance to the third level.

War is inevitable.

"Boom!"

Following countless loud noises, there was an extremely terrifying roar, mixed with an incomprehensible curse.

A giant black steel eagle appeared in the sky from far to near. It was an alchemical creation, and an old wizard jumped down from it.

"I cast a multi-rockfall spell on them, but the troll leader blocked most of it. The reconnaissance golems we sent out successfully entered the camp, but were unfortunately discovered by the vampires of the Scourge Cult... I'll show you the Reflection Stone later."

"Thank you for your hard work, Smoya."

Matika stepped forward to greet the other party.

Smoya, the leader of the Golden Dawn in the city of Asda.

"We'll need a few more days of preparation. Once we've transferred the army and the fully charged stone golems over, we can launch our attack. The adventuring groups with mages have already been notified. As for the ordinary adventurers... just keep them away. If too many die, they'll just feed the blood feast."

Matika said.

"Okay, who else is going to go out this time? Will the old dean come? How about Deshup? Or Estherlin, her mass fear spell is most suitable for war scenes."

Smoya couldn't help but mutter, "I don't know if the Kunda City Lord has any intention of taking action. If so, then we will be relieved."

If there were a third-level spellcaster, the war would become extremely simple. Moreover, the city lord's major is music magic, so he can easily wipe out a large number of monsters.

However, the territory mage is no different from the emperor in his own territory, and they, as ministers, can only hope. If the emperor has no time or interest, or thinks that these chores should be done by his subordinates, then they can do nothing.

"Alas, I think it's uncertain. The city lord has been staying at home for the past six months. Even when he knew there were activities of the Calamity Cult in the town under his jurisdiction, he didn't react at all. When there were reports of vampires holding a blood feast in the ruins, the city lord simply gave a few instructions and didn't take the initiative at all. I have no idea what he's thinking."

Matika sighed.

But she didn't dare to say this directly to his face. She only mentioned it euphemistically once, and when the city lord didn't respond, she let it go.

"The old dean is busy with the magic exam. Deshup is willing to come, but Estherin...she also refused, saying that she is not feeling well."

Matikka paused and frowned slightly. "Have you ever thought she's been acting a little strange lately? She wasn't like this before."

"Well, maybe it's because I'm old. When I get to old age, I'm afraid I've already said goodbye to my former vigor and vitality."

Smoya replied, "Besides, Estherin can't find a suitable heir. After she passes away, the Page family will decline again. Isn't this what she has been worrying about?"

Duolun hesitated for a moment and then said, "She might not be simply old. I'm afraid she has other health problems. Perhaps her vitality has begun to fade irreversibly. Elena bought some very expensive medicine from me a year ago, but after it lost its effect, she hasn't contacted me since. I even feel like she's deliberately avoiding me. And have you noticed? The perfume she wears is getting stronger and stronger, and the ingredients are a bit strange..."

"We are all half-baked in Potions, how can we compare to you?"

Matikka shrugged, thought for a moment, and then said, "Since you've brought it up this far, I have some unverified information. It's very likely that Estherin has mastered sweet talk, which might explain some of her behavior."

Smoya and Duo (Seven) Yangsan Mio Death Dove Crying Umbrella were both stunned, looked at each other, and spoke one after another.

"Four intermediate-level spells? Two of them are powerful?"

"When did she become so powerful?"

"Where did you get the news?"

Matika briefly recounted what had happened.

"This conclusion was actually obtained by comparing with the truth serum? No wonder she suddenly raised that question that night!" Duolun suddenly realized.

"Encore? The one from the same hometown as my little apprentice Hahn? Xueshan Town is really full of talented people. I remember Yom became a second-level mage in his thirties."

Smoya's focus was a little off, but fortunately it turned back later.

"Regardless of whether her judgment is accurate or not, you should tell her not to contact Estherlin first to avoid any problems. We can test Estherlin again when we return."

"Don't worry, I've already reminded you, that child is very well behaved!"

Matika said with a smile, then sighed, "If it's true, I hope it doesn't leave a psychological trauma on her. She's been staying at home for a month since arriving in Asda City. She finally managed to go out, but ended up encountering something bad. Sigh."

……

The sunlight shines in from the window obliquely.

The atmosphere in the living room is very harmonious.

After the formal meeting, the two sides exchanged a few pleasantries and then began to chat - whether it was for the purpose of openly winning over or for secretly implanting hints, slowly getting to the point through appropriate topics was a common social skill of the nobility.

There is no doubt about Esther's ability in this area.

He could talk about the history and culture of Arstar City, the most fashionable clothes, and interesting stories about wizards and monsters. Occasionally, he would throw in some humorous jokes, which made the little girl opposite him giggle.

The key is to compliment the other person between the lines from time to time.

Almost everyone longs for praise. Even those geniuses who are the center of attention seem indifferent to the praise. In fact, it is just that the people who praise them are wrong. The same words spoken by a high-level wizard are different from those spoken by mediocre people.

Of course, Esther would not speak clichés directly. Praising is also a skill. You have to know how to do it from many aspects and angles. Sometimes you even have to be subtle and let the other person appreciate it themselves. The effect will be better.

This way.

She successfully established an image in front of the other party - a knowledgeable, amiable, young-hearted wizard who was very sociable and easy to talk to.

In addition, since everyone is from the Chaos School, it seems that they have already got the other party under control.

After all, the more you let down your guard and open your heart, the better the effect of the mental spell will be.

Even looking at the cute little girl in front of her who was shaking her head, hearing the occasional "wow" and applause, and her attentive eyes, Esther felt that she didn't need to cast any spells. She only needed to open her mouth and promise some benefits, and she could easily tie the other party to the chariot of the Page family.

However, she doesn't care about the continuation of the Page family now. The most important thing is her own survival, no matter how much sin she commits, even if she becomes a dark wizard or a corpse wizard with a twisted mind.

QiO8WUSVI scar! Qi Qi Ai Selin was distracted from using "sweet words" while trying to lead the topic.

Soon.

She began to feel dry mouth, and the little girl was very sensible and took the initiative to pour her tea.

She has some good eyesight, but unfortunately, one can tell from her actions that she has not learned aristocratic etiquette. She is a pure country bumpkin. If she is not lucky and has some talent, she usually doesn't even bother to give a glance.

Estherin smiled contemptuously in her heart, but a kind smile appeared on her face, and her words were full of emotion:

"Xiao An is such a good kid. He's much better than those disappointing descendants in our Peppa Pig family..."

She took a sip of tea to moisten her throat.

Just as I was about to continue speaking, the little girl spoke first, and it was not the humble words like "It's all luck" or "It's not as great as you say".

Instead, get straight to the point.

"Ms. Aisel, what is your real purpose in chatting with me?"

He is so straightforward, he is indeed a country bumpkin, totally clueless about social etiquette.

Esther was thinking about how to tactfully say "I'm investing in you, and I hope you can help the Page family more in the future."

But in fact, what she blurted out was——

"To control you, and then assist the Calamity Cult in their operations in ten days."