Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

There was no doubt that Denise could no longer be cured by simple bloodletting.

"Can't you take me to the casino? Such a powerful witch can't even handle playing cards, right?"

Nora tried to coax Lucia the Witch with provocation.

The witch sneered, but she was not fooled due to her upright personality.

"You went to the casino as a girl and won so much money. Have you ever thought about how you would get back? If your stepmother found out, would you be able to come out again?"

This was a consequence that Nora had never considered.

She didn't know how to respond to Lucia for a moment. After all, she had always been bad at communicating with others since she was a child.

Although he has a lot of psychological activities, he is a bit shy when it comes to actually communicating with others.

"Ugh……"

Lucia let out a long sigh, her tone softened a little, and she tried to compromise with Nora,

"The rosemary potion I taught you the day before yesterday was good, wasn't it? Then the tall knight fell down after just a little smell and three minutes."

"Let's do this... you go hook up with that Grace, and I'll help you make money, and I'll also teach you more magic circles and magic potions, how about that?"

Although this half-baked witch is talkative, irritable, and irritable like a weird old naughty child, she does have real talent and learning.

Within a few days, he taught Nora a lot of the basic theories of magic circles and the secrets of magic perception - of course, he taught him with the same attitude as an excellent student looking down on a poor student, and he couldn't bear it until he taught himself.

Nora shook her head, and she looked back at the Rhodes Welfare Institution.

The iron gate of the orphanage is slightly rusty, and the spire-style building is patched and worn.

Does Grace like to go to places like this?So will she be a kind person?

Nora shook her head, "It's useless to say this, the Emperor Grace you like has gone far."

"You're stupid, follow her! Make her devoted to you!"

The witch Lucia taught her with determination.

Nora could even imagine her patting the blackboard, eager to teach by herself.

It's a pity that this is playing tricks on a cow, because I will never meet Miss Grace again. She and I are in two different worlds.

Nora Francis was just the product of a playboy’s whim.

An illegitimate daughter cannot be put on the stage.

The witch was still chattering and teaching herself earnestly, and Nora silently blocked Lucia.

She walked through the civilian streets, and when passing by, she went to a medical clinic with a good reputation and asked about the price of treatment.

But even the simplest door-to-door consultation costs two gold coins, and subsequent potions require countless sky-high prices.

Nora carried the plum cake and returned to the wet nurse Denise's residence.

In the cold deep winter, the wooden house is old, and time has left rust marks on the brown wood.

Even though he tried his best to save his pocket money for Denise to support the family, it was still cold in the low-rise house.

Denise couldn't part with the money - she didn't light the fireplace at all.

Nora was a little angry. She saved the money she gave Denise every time, as if she would suffer divine punishment after the money was used up.

The dilapidated wooden door is tightly closed, and you only need to push it gently to get in.

Nora stood outside the door, and in the howling winter wind, she clearly heard a harsh sound of vomiting and gasping.

"Ugh...ha...ha."

The people in the room seemed to be suffering greatly.

Denise!

Noila's eyes suddenly expanded, and she no longer even thought about knocking on the door. For the first time, her palm pushed open the door so anxiously and worriedly.

"Denise!!"

The thin middle-aged woman's body was stooped and she was holding on to the wall. Time left ruthless marks on her face, and the lips on her bloodless face were stained with a little scarlet liquid.

The wooden basin was also dazzlingly red.

is blood!

Nora's heart suddenly seemed to sink into the abyss of eternal night, and the endless cold wind blew through her chest, chilling her to the core.

Denise quickly picked up a piece of coarse cloth and wiped her mouth. She hurriedly kicked the wooden basin under the old wooden bed, came up to her and asked earnestly as if nothing had happened,

"Miss Nora, why are you here?"

"Denise..."

Nola's voice was still emotionless and cold, she lowered her head, clenched her fists, and clenched her nails tightly into her palms, leaving shallow crescent marks.

"If you are sick... it will be far more difficult than if I was freezing at Francis' house. I hope you are healthy."

"It's okay, I'm in good health."

Denise waved her cracked and rough hands, but she couldn't help the itchy feeling in her throat and made a heartbreaking cough.

"Cough cough cough..."

Perhaps it was because the sweet blood was about to be coughed out, so her half-waving palm stopped and she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

Nora's face was gloomy, she put the plum cake on the wooden table without saying anything, and then silently lit the fireplace.

"Miss Nora... I'm sorry, I'm really fine."

Denise put her palms on Nora's body and tried to talk to her, but the girl always just kept her expression expressionless.

But Denise knew that the burning flame was the girl's fiery heart.

Lighting the fire, putting out the firewood, and fanning the wind, all in one go, Nora did it all smoothly.

"You rest well, I'll go back first."

Even though the girl didn't have much expression on her face, it was enough to make people feel the depth of her emotions.

"Nora..."

Denise wanted to reach out and try to keep her, but the girl's leaving figure was like the unstoppable wind on the sea. Once it slowed down, she would be swallowed up by the huge waves of the world.

The girl had only one belief at this time - to get the most money in the shortest time.

……

Manas Church Street is the most prosperous place in the civilian neighborhood.

Here there are not only maritime trading companies recruiting sailors, inns for delivering mails, overcrowded maid labor training centers, and even a casino of considerable size.

However, compared to the elegant, gorgeous and exquisitely decorated places on Noble Street where the aristocrats have fun, this place is more chaotic.

The smoke inside and the noisy and stuffy air almost immediately blocked Nora’s desire to go in.

Nora stood in front of a hotel with a clean but somewhat fancy front desk, and couldn't help but lower her brows slightly.

On the door of the hotel, some fancy love shapes were painted with colorful brushes, which seemed to be a special contribution from a lover.

Nora leaned aside in disgust.

"You said you were going to the casino to gamble, but you didn't even dare to go in?" - The witch of disaster came to fan the flames again, and she was so weird.

"Only civilian casinos don't check identities...the air here is too stuffy..."

"If it were me, I would have robbed everything here, or just escorted the doctor to treat Denise..."

Nora was a little impatient for the first time, and she responded coldly to Lucia in her mind, "Then I will give my body to you, okay?"

Lucia whistled, her voice excited: "It sounds good."

Nora stepped on the pebbles on the ground, the corners of her mouth drooped naturally as they had for thousands of years, and with her cold eyes, she was now almost the darkest existence in this bustling city.

"Why aren't you allowed to sell the magic potion you taught me?"

"If it flows into the market, your life will not be easy in the future. A large number of weird old men from the Magic Guild will keep pestering you, and you will not be able to get rid of them no matter what."

Lucia seemed to understand this deeply, and there was a strong sense of disgust in her tone.

"Even if you live deep in the mountains and forests, and they attack you every day at your doorstep, would you be willing to live like this?"

But so what?

Nora kicked the stone far away, "As long as it can save Denise, it doesn't really matter."

Witch Lucia reminded loudly, "But they will kill you and your adoptive mother! Just because you possess the forbidden magic formula!"

"understood."

Nora was in a bad mood.

The gears of fate began to turn at this moment, and the stones kicked away by the toes cut through the cold air in a parabola.

Nora watched the stone wander wildly, watching it bounce and fly over the busy crowd.

Finally, the small pebbles stopped in front of a delicate and smooth light yellow aristocratic dress made of silk satin.

Judging from the material of the dress, this lady's identity is already extraordinary.

Few people in civilian areas wear such expensive and exquisite clothing.

Nora couldn’t help but look up curiously along the beautiful and exquisite dress.

The ribbon was wrapped around the slender waist, and the beige cloak covered the girl's slim figure. Then what came into view was the black hair, red eyes, and the familiar face that was as delicate as a doll.

It's Grace!

And that girl happened to be crossing the vast sea of ​​people at this moment, looking at him.

"What did I say!!! You and her are destined!!"

Witch Lucia's voice rose to the point where she almost screamed in surprise.

"Go ahead! Take her down hard!!"

"If it doesn't work, I'll teach you how to capture a woman's heart!!"

Too noisy!

Nora couldn't help but rub her brain again, and she couldn't help asking the question of her soul for the first time:

"Lady Lucia Witch, have you really ever been in love?"

"..."

The witch in her mind fell silent for a moment.

Nora suddenly thought of the image of a resentful woman who smoked a cigarette silently in the corner and lamented the misery of life after suffering a blow in life.

Then there was an even louder rebuke——

"Nora!! What are you talking about? Of course there is! There are countless men and women who have fallen under the pomegranate skirt of the Calamity Witch! From the capital of the Lion Empire to Cardin!"

fake.

Nora made this judgment almost immediately.

However, there seems to be a new situation on Grace's side.

"Dear young lady, are you really not satisfied with any of the maids here? Are you really not going to go into the store and take another look?"

Beside the girl, a middle-aged man with a big belly wearing thick leather rubbed his hands eagerly and cautiously tested Grace.

"Their prices are very cheap, and they have signed a contract of sale. As long as you buy them, you can do whatever you want with them."

"After our training, the maids are very well-behaved and obedient and can meet almost all your needs."

Even through the noisy crowd, Nora could clearly hear what the two were talking about.

Grace withdrew her eyes and refused coldly,

"There is no maid here that I want. They can't satisfy the special requirements I need."

Lucia whistled excitedly. If she had an entity, Nora could even imagine the excitement of the witch shaking her shoulders and constantly trying to dissuade her.

"She needs a maid! She was looking at you just now. Did you hear that? Come up quickly! Say you can!"

"She wants a maid. If you are interested, you can go."

"It's not impossible. Give me the control of your body."