Witch Forest Friends Club

Sometimes it was really uncomfortable to see Gloria not having enough to eat, so she even started giving her his share of food.

"Thank you." The little beast, who had always been honest with others, also began to smile at her.

"You are Gambino's property, if I don't take good care of you, I will be punished."

"Even so, thank you." At that time, Gloria hadn't grown into the appearance of the later giantess, and she was just a pitiful girl lying on the straw pile with all her injuries.

But the girl, who was so injured that she could only lie down, swore with the long sword that never left her body for a moment.

"Gaut people always repay their kindness, you are a lame man, I will protect you, as long as this sword is not broken, I will cover you."

The icy sword edge reflected her grinning face—the cold light shining in the beast's eyes made Anjaye envious for the first time, that she could control this power to challenge fate.

After Gloria's injury was almost healed, she began to learn swords from Lao Lang.

Even after spending only a short trip with her, Anjaye could see that she was making rapid progress.

Soon, Goliath would be able to follow the old wolf's subordinates to rush into the battle. Compared with the strong and tall bodies of other fierce men, this little beast mixed with the adult wolves had not yet grown up, but it already showed the unstoppable kingly demeanor.

But the lame little girl just held on to the old wolf's cloak tightly and hid behind the man, watching her pick up a weapon that was completely out of proportion to her size, tearing up the terrifying crowd of living corpses and monsters like melons and vegetables .

"Xiao An, do you think this is a murderer who will indulge in fighting in the future? Or will he grow up to be a warrior who knows why to wield a sword?"

Anjaye didn't know why the old wolf would ask such a question to a child, so she kept silent cautiously.

Gambino's admiring gaze never left Gloria.

"She was born to be a fighter, and I want to train her to be an unparalleled beast king."

"But she hates you." An Jiaye finally couldn't help responding, with a dull tone, "Her sword will point at you again one day."

"So what?" The old wolf folded his thick cloak, covering the little guy like a squirrel in front of Wei'an, only his little head was exposed.

The domineering aura of the old man that intimidated countless cowards made the crippled girl feel a strong sense of security.

"I will eventually grow old enough that my fangs can no longer bite people, and then I will wait for her to challenge me."

"Do you dare to pick up the sword?" The old man looked down at her with a smile, "I can also give you a chance."

"But I'm just a cripple." An Jiaye lowered his head, not daring to meet the old wolf's gaze.

"Although you are crippled, you are very smart." Gambino's earnest words caught his ears, "Whether it's dealing with wounds, doing odd jobs, maintaining weapons, reading other people's moods, and doing what should be done—— A quick learner."

An Jiaye couldn't help looking up at this moment, and looked at the first face in the world who agreed with her above the cloak.

"I'm not mistaken, you are also suitable to survive in the fog. Go hide in the academy—until you have the strength to go to the fog again, fate will let us meet."

The old man drew out his straight sword loudly: "And when the time comes, we will challenge it together!"

So she was sent to Galantia, the lair of witches in the peninsula.

After entering the unchanging verdant labyrinth of Sunken Tree Sea, like other seeds, she was spelled unconscious by the witch who came to greet her.

Until waking up, when the girl saw the majestic high wall of Galantia for the first time, she was shocked by the great thing that lasted forever without fear of time.

Dragging a lame young girl, she broke into the bizarre world of witchcraft behind the wall.

After saying goodbye to the old wolf for many years, she was qualified to become a witch—and at this time, she no longer knew whether the original agreement of the old wolf was just a joke.

But the girl knew that even though she had never gotten closer to Gambino's heart, the first sense of security she gained in the mist was actually brought to her by the old wolf.

Waking up from a midnight dream, the black-haired girl touched the memory shell necklace she was wearing next to her body. While tossing and turning the back of her head, she touched a hard object again, which was the dagger given to her by the old wolf stuffed under the pillow.

"Why, you can even think of these things." The girl sighed helplessly as she pressed her smooth forearm on her forehead covered in cold sweat.

That was when she was weakest and full of fear of the world.

And Gambino, who was sitting in front of the bonfire, illuminated by the fire but still sinking into the darkness, with a puppet in his hand and a silent carved figure, flashed her vision again.

That lonely but arrogant wolf would say those words to a five-year-old child. Should it be said that his mind is really driven crazy by stones?

"Don't worry, you will be strong."

"Who?" Anjaye was startled, and instinctively answered the phantom voice floating in his heart.

The immature and majestic voice of a child is like a young eagle that has just hatched, but she is born with the pride of looking down on all beings from the clouds.

"Powerful enough to overturn the world!"

"And I—will lead you to be king."

In the depths of the soul connected by the hell contract that the girl cannot see.

That shapeless egg, after absorbing the girl's emotional vibration, seemed to be frightened by a nightmare--sending sleep talking to help her sleep, making her fall into a drowsy sleep again.

Chapter 56 The Blood Sacrifice of the Witch Who Was Nearly Eaten by the Cat and the Wretched Warrior

Those who can brew and drink nectar are flower fairies, those who eat wind and drink dew are big spirits, and those who can eat anything are mushroom spirits.

And the one who can eat people in front of me is the cat fairy, and her name is Elsa. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

Terrified human faces, tragic corpses, and lost wandering souls.

There are crows perched on the tree where the hanged man was hanged, a wolf walking alone in the grass and mud road, and a small figure relying on the wolf.

In the vortex of countless distorted shadows—the strong emotional waves that kept rushing and troubled the girl finally disappeared in the calm after falling asleep for the second time.

After getting rid of the vortex of memories, Anjaye fell into the peaceful mushroom fairyland without any worries.

There are only colorful mushrooms dancing around her, full of laughter and smoke, and the crippled girl is invited to the center of the stage by the mushrooms, holding hands one by one, guiding her pace, in the gorgeous alternating In the round dance, let the girls experience the taste of dancing that they have never experienced before.

Just when the girl was about to find the love mushroom in her dream, she was suddenly awakened mercilessly by a sense of crisis that was close at hand.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of shiny cat eyes in the darkness.

A round pupil with a golden streamer, and an inhuman magic square pupil, in the familiar black and white magic square, you can clearly see the reflection of your cold face.

It's Elsa.

"Sure enough, Xiao An is different when she doesn't wear glasses."

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"What are you going to do?" An Jiaye finally resisted the temptation.

Careless.She usually gets up early, but she was caught off guard by Elsa today.

"Xiao An, you promised to accompany me to the north." Elsa threw away the staff of Heartbud and closed the last distance, "Why did you swear an oath with that barbarian?"

Elsa was almost face-to-face with him, her expression was blurred, and her breath was blue.

Lips that were as sweet as honey, wiped their cheeks moistly, and slid down against Ta's neck, as if they were thinking about where to start their mouth, so that the sweaty and semi-dry skin of Anjaye's neck was covered again. Layers of hot and humid sweet mist.

"You don't want to give up the agreement with me, do you?" Her slender hand, which could only hold a scythe to harvest life, pressed on An Jiaye's heart as if she wanted to feel the heartbeat and temperature of her friend.

"I will fulfill my promise with you." Anjaye knew that Elsa could not attack any longer. She didn't want to be eaten by this charming cat, so she had to cut the mess quickly.

"Although my legs and feet are inconvenient, I am confident that I can go far. I also want to go to the north and see your hometown, the bitter past of the Dale of Tears and Hearth Castle."

The eyes of the two seemed to intertwine.

The white-haired girl squeezed the hand on Anjaye's chest tightly, and finally stopped the slightly rough rubbing.

The cat's face continued to change subtly, revealing a slightly sad and wronged smile.

"Xiao An has always been so serious, I believe you are not perfunctory me."

After she finished speaking, she lay down next to the girl, clinging to Anjaye's chest, embracing her thin and weak arms, almost weighing on her whole body.

"There are so many bad guys in the mist, if Xiao An is kidnapped, I will be very sad."

Only then did An Jiaye heave a sigh of relief, and gently pushed her down.

"I smell, don't stick so close."

The girl just broke out in a cold sweat yesterday, and she had been traveling in the deep mountains and old forests for days, and even had a fight with the salamanders in the underground lake.

She often works with mushrooms and has a strong tolerance to similar smells, so she doesn't think it's a big deal.

In contrast, Elsa is simply the eternal flower bud in the crystal ball. During the arduous journey, regardless of the wind and rain, her body is as fragrant and clean as usual with the magic of dust removal and dampness removal.

"How could it be?" A faint blush appeared on Elsa's white and flawless face, "I won't dislike Xiao An no matter what."

"I don't like it." Anjaye pushed her away, struggled to sit up, quickly reached for the glasses beside the pillow and put them on, covering those dark and cold eyes like black pearls.

"Do you know?" Elsa sighed suddenly, "I was so disappointed when you promised the alliance of the ax and stick yesterday, but I have been sulking with you all the time, and I feel very sad."

"Xiao An, remember, the agreement between you and me must be fulfilled."

"We've been together for five years, and you still don't know what I think." Anjaye explained helplessly, "It would be a pity to become a broken bridge for the witchcraft inheritance of the Gaut people. I am very fond of their culture." Interested, so I accepted the proposal of the great wizard, and as an obligation, I will fight side by side with Gloria, but this does not mean that I will become a vassal of the Gotts."

"Xiao An just didn't lie."

An Jiaye did not lie, she and Gloria are equals.The king needs a wizard, and the wizard also needs the king's blade, but this obligation does not mean that she will give up going to a wider world to explore the truth.

How can Elsa become more and more dependent on her? This is not a good thing.

Although she successfully calmed down the angry kitten, An Jiaye felt that she might not be able to bear this kind of trouble a few more times.

"Time to wake up."

Hearing the sound of horns piercing through the mushroom wall, the girl knew she was going to get down to business.

Today is about to be the moment when Lao Lang lifts the first deck of cards on the table.

"Go and meet our trials."

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The sound of the horn blown by the long-spirited macho lungs turned into muffled thunder that tore apart the tranquility of the early morning camp, and startled birds with dewy wings to plunge into the morning mist.

"The weather has changed today." Anjaye looked up at the junction of the forest at the foot of the mountain and the sky. There were rows of spruces on the mountain, trembling under the distant thunder from the top of the god.

"The storm looks like it's coming." Jana also felt the manic emotion surging in the atmosphere.

"I think it's okay." Bounty said indifferently, "It's very peaceful."

"You're still too rough, Bounty." Jana tried to correct her misunderstanding, "The harbinger before a storm is always calm."

The pilgrims gathered quickly, and when the group of little witches passed by the mercenary's camp, they all speeded away with disgust on their faces, not wanting to get their eyes dirty.

The rubbish eaten by this group of lazy hyenas yesterday, as well as the large amount of vomit and excrement left after the carnival, turned the good camp into a garbage dump.

The old wolf had already gathered the gray wolf guards, and was urging several mercenary leaders to wake up the mercenaries who refused to obey orders and lay down.

"Good morning, girls." Ronan had been waiting outside the camp, and said when he saw Dandelion Squad, "You guys follow me first."

Afterwards, he also approached Fanna, and after counting the number of pilgrims, he headed for the most conspicuous landmark building in the Gott settlement.

"The place we are going to today is the Blood Feast Arena."

Surrounded by the rotting bones and painted wood carvings of sacred totem poles, the pilgrims came to the shadow of the high walls of the arena.

Ronan seemed to have found the way long ago. He led the pilgrims to line up from the entrance passage of the west stand, and climbed the rough stone steps to the upper floor with the best view.

Thus, the grand and magnificent panorama of the arena appeared in the eyes of the girls looking around uneasily.

A lot of high-spirited Gott warriors had already gathered in the stands, and Gotts poured in from all the entrances, and soon the stands were filled with 700 spectators. It was the same day, but the frenzied atmosphere dominated by savage forces caused the girls to fall into the depression of a storm.

At the bottom of the stands, as Anjaye guessed yesterday, there is a quaint altar with the head of an ancient wild boar carved on top of the altar, and in the middle of the altar is a sunken but still blood-stained circular pool.

Gru Yunying, the last great beast wizard of Gott, stood upright in front of the altar.

In front of him was a stove made of copper and iron, engraved with patterns of ferocious animal skulls, just like the Goma stove used by the Tantric Church in Anjaye's knowledge.

Goliath was accompanying the great wizard. She was already very tall, but when the beast wizard stood up, he was even taller. It must have been in his heyday when he was still healthy and fleshy. Tomahawk, would also be a formidable barbarian warrior.

At this time, the old wolf entered the arena with the mercenaries, and the judgment condition that made An Jiaye extremely vigilant was triggered-they entered from the entrance of the arena below.

Perhaps it was yesterday's feast that made the mercenaries relax their vigilance.

In Anjaye's eyes, 400 people crowded into the arena like a nest of silly geese driven out of their cages, their demeanor and movements full of sluggishness and rudeness that could not understand the situation.

But the leading old wolf went straight to the wall of the stand, jumped up, flapped his cape, and jumped to the altar of the stand.

"I brought them here, so we can begin."

He nodded to the great wizard, then climbed up the tall steps and walked towards the stand above.

The mercenaries finally noticed something was wrong.