Witch Forest Friends Club

Just when the girl was about to approach the person in charge of the casino, the pointer box in her arms was trembling.

An Jiaye's heart trembled slightly. She quickly took out the pointer box and opened the iron cover. The little dwarf devil was vigorously moving the pointer. The girl hurriedly turned around in the crowd and walked in the direction pointed by the pointer.

In a casino full of guests, there is only one empty gaming table near the bar, and only one person is seated beside the table.

It was a gray-robed witch holding a staff of civilization, and around the head of the staff was a pointer demon in the hand of An Jiaye, who could be called twin little lemurs.

The witch's head was covered with a dusty black veil cloak, and the cloak was embroidered with gorgeous astrological runes familiar to Anjaye and Melsa.

This mysterious witch is drinking a dark red cherry cocktail in a goblet. She wears a radiant blue beak mask covering the upper half of her face, revealing only emerald eyes like fireflies, and The glamorous red lips that are tempting and imaginative while tasting the wine.

It's so unusual.

It is definitely a ruthless character who can easily block the interference of the shadow enchantment on cognition like Ryan.

Is it an itinerant witch who belongs to the teaching room?

The aura of the magic element field on his body is well hidden, and it is difficult to judge the depth of his strength.

She is the reliable helper that Ronan said?

"Little girl, come and have a seat?"

Seeing Anjaye stop and look around, the gray-robed witch waved to her instead.

After thinking for a while, the girl decided to meet this unexpected guest.

Having lived in the academy for 12 years, Anjaye was very impressed with the high-ranking witches of the Stella school, the superior aura revealed from the bottom of their bones-the powerful aura mixed with aloofness, strength, concentration, calmness and other factors. Very familiar, perhaps she had seen this witch in the academy.

But high-level witches have too many ways to disguise their identities, and it is difficult for young girls to distinguish their true colors.

An Jiaye could only let go of his curiosity first, and sat down calmly opposite the gray robe witch.

"Is there a library in the world that records everything?"

The question that the girl read out reservedly is a code word that is not very popular in the academy, and usually only itinerant witches would pay attention.

The gray-robed witch also responded gracefully.

"The stars record the whispers of time, and the universe is the library that contains everything."

An Jiaye immediately nodded and saluted.

"Gui'an, Mr. Itinerant Witch, what should I call you?"

"Call me 'Mockingbird'."

The bird-masked witch sipped the cocktail with a slightly tipsy expression.

"Among the pilgrims this year, you have done a very good job."

you?

An Jiaye's originally calm mood suddenly became turbulent again.

Elsa's identity was also seen through.

And the witches still haven't revealed their identities - itinerant witches have the privilege to do so.

Powerful freak.

Anjaye had no choice but to put a label on her.

Because she was too concerned about the identity of the other party, the girl didn't notice the performance of Mowrsa in her arms, and the black and white Rubik's cube crazily spinning in the kitten's right eye stopped abruptly after staring at the itinerant witch for a while.

The kitten showed a strange expression immediately, and quickly looked away, pretending that nothing happened, but the trembling cat's whiskers and little paws showed her inner excitement for the good show to start quickly.

"Ms. Robin, are you looking for those scum who pretend to be a school and collect sacrifices?"

"Yes, I'm looking for clues to this matter." The robin sighed bitterly, but his eyes showed a narrow smile, "But I haven't had a drink for a long time, and I have excellent juniors who can help me complete the task. It couldn't be better."

"I want to see the boss of this casino. He should know the whereabouts of the dark wizards." An Jiaye immediately had no expectations for this weird guy.

"If you mean the boss of the Nest, look, that's him."

Ms. Robin pinched the swaying slender hand on the edge of the wine glass, and quietly stretched out an index finger to point to the second floor. There was a man with a bowler hat and a big-jawed man full of nouveau riche, supporting the fence with his fat hands, satisfied. Looking down at the bustling casino, he turned and left arrogantly surrounded by bodyguards.

"Ms. Mockingbird, I will go to deal with them, but just in case, please use the little devil's pointer to confirm my location so that I can help."

"Of course." Ms. Robin waved her hand easily. "I wish you the best of luck."

The girl turned away from the drunk with a helpless face, and the mushroom appendages pulled her quickly through the spiral staircase to the second floor, where she found that the arrogant nouveau riche man just now came to a magnificent gambling house with his thug-like subordinates in suits. Take a seat at the table.

So she also quietly came to the gambling table, and calmly emerged from the shadow barrier.

The man with the big chin who was lighting the cigar immediately showed a look of astonishment.

Judging from the portrait on the previous reward order shown to her before Firethorne, this is the steward Bruceka on the bright side of the Apocalypse.

The elbow of the man with the big chin was so nervous that he pressed the bowler hat on the side of the table, and he and Anjaye fell silent and stared at each other.

Real gamblers are good at observing.

Anjaye could see the essence of the man in front of him at a glance.

Even though he transformed himself into a well-dressed gentleman spraying perfume, he couldn't hide the smell of hyenas emanating from every pore—the generosity on the surface and the vile greed in his bones were all squeezed into this fat skin Inside, the kind of beast that turned her off.

Anjaye heard from the proprietress that Bruska was nicknamed "sand-eating catfish" - because for Lenghu people, catfish is a symbol of greed, and "sand-eating catfish" means that they have such an appetite that they can even eat sand, and they will not let go of any. Searchable oil and water.

As a notorious water bandit and smuggler in Cold Lake in the early years, after going ashore to serve "Apocalypse", Bruceka's appetite became even more unsatisfactory-lending and smuggling, stealing and plundering, forcing countless people in Cold Lake to ruin their homes-including Ken The huge debt owed by Ni is a good thing for Bruska.

"I want to play a round of cards with you."

An Jiaye, who was on the same stage suddenly, made the thugs who were following the sand catfish around them trembling in panic.

"Please sit down." The man with the big chin raised his hand resolutely to stop the bodyguards around him from wanting to pick up weapons. Then he glanced at Anjaye with his uncomfortably vulgar gaze, and then made a probing statement.

"Miss Poisonous Capsicum?"

"Have you heard of my reputation?" An Jiaye sat upright, holding his staff.

"Look, even though I'm too busy underground to turn around, the wind still reaches my ears—"

Sand catfish refers to the hypertrophy of the ear canal.

"Since you are here, of course I will not refuse the invitation of the distinguished guest—but the chips at my table are not cheap."

With her eyes hidden under the butterfly mask, the girl glanced contemptuously at the piles of chips on the table.

"I have more expensive bets."

Mielsa jumped onto the gaming table out of curiosity, and the girl let the kitten stretch out its claws, destroying the entire mountain of chips.

"What's that? I'm interested?"

Squinting at the red and green chips that collapsed and slid down in front of him, the sand catfish squeezed the knuckles of the fingers covered with jeweled rings.

"Give me the medicine." Anjaye caught the kitten back and hugged it back into his arms, and whispered softly against the cat's ears. Mowrsa also obediently summoned the little hands of the shadow servant, and handed over a bottle of apocalyptic potion to the kitten. she.

The girl took the potion tube and put it on the gaming table. Gulu rolled towards the sand catfish as if it had a blue potion tube with magic power to attract people's attention.

"I'm very interested in your products, and I happen to do some research in private."

"If you win, you can get the improved formula of 'Apocalypse'."

Facing the sand catfish squinting his eyes and examining it vigilantly, Anjaye said calmly.

"If you lose, take me to see your boss."

A vein twitched suddenly on the sand catfish's temple.

"I'm the boss."

"you are not."

Anjaye said firmly.

"Okay then, let me see how many treasures you have hidden in your pocket. Miss Witch, I'm not boasting." The sand catfish pointed to the catfish-like fat chin and said proudly, "My strong luck, in the entire Shuangcheng Hong Kong is famous, and you have to be prepared to lose your last copper.”

"If you meet me, you are destined to end your luck." An Jiaye said without showing any weakness.

The game played on this gambling table is the "Queen of Spades Game" common in Vinland, similar to the Blackjack game in the previous life.

Among skilled gamblers, this type of card fight is a game that tests luck, courage and winks.

Facing a veteran of the casino, An Jiaye naturally gambled with full confidence.

The girl's magic eyes had long seen a one-eyed goblin with four spider-like slender arms and wrinkled skin lying on the sand-eating catfish's chin.

It stuck out its blood-red and slender tongue, landed quietly on the card table, and crept towards the dealer whose cards were flying up and down in his hand, obviously trying to play tricks.

It turns out that this is the origin of the strong luck of "eating sand catfish".

A bad luck demon - this annoying little monster likes to live secretly on the wicked. Through pranks and innate witchcraft, it helps the wicked to oppress the good, enjoys the fun of pretending to be a tiger, and absorbs the host's growing desire and maliciousness. Food.

Anjaye gently tugged on her sleeve, and the vegetable elf "Little Rapunzel" that was originally hidden in her sleeve also slid down to her lap, and then jumped onto the card table nimbly by grabbing her clothes.

The vegetable elf seemed to have had a good night's sleep, and the corolla and lotus leaf skirt, which had been sluggish, became alive again.

"Come on, little lettuce, hit it." Anjaye raised his fist at the elf and muttered softly.

After receiving the order, Little Rapunzel immediately turned her head and grinned at the Luck Demon pretending to be vicious.

As a plant-friendly vegetable elf, it drank the nectar essence containing the power of Ludier's mentor, and had already accumulated inexhaustible energy. Little Rapunzel rushed forward full of momentum, and wrestled with the bad luck demon. The ugly little monster was soon tossed under the card table and beaten to the ground by Little Rapunzel.

As the bad luck demonized and disappeared in a puff of black smoke, the strong luck of eating sand catfish was also broken.

On the other hand, An Jiaye still has the lucky blessing of the elves in the Netherworld.

Then the situation turned to the girl——Facing the game against the wind, Bruska's fat-covered face was covered with irritated sweat, causing him to keep wiping his chin—it turned out that the casino owner The bandit leader of the mob, after leaving the halo of the bad luck demon framing his opponents, is just a gambler with extremely bad luck and skills.

"You lost, Mr. Bruska."

Relying on the magic eye to easily see through the cards, the sand catfish on the opposite side lost three games in a row. He was so angry that An Jiaye laid down the good cards in his hand leisurely.

"Witch, you cheated." The sand-eating catfish accused with a livid face, "You were chanting a spell just now, right?"

"Sir, do I dare to cheat in your casino?" An Jiaye said with an innocent look on his face, "The dealer, bodyguards, and gambling equipment are all prepared by you. I would like to accept the bet and don't spoil the spirit of Lenghu man." .”

An Jiaye's pupils were as dark as night mist and shrouded the pitch-black sea, and then there was a coldness like a frozen sea.

"Or—you want to break the bet and bear the curse of a witch?"

The sand-eating catfish's tall and fat body also shivered.

"Take me to the real speaker—Apocalypse will get unimaginable opportunities."

"Why should I trust you?" the sand-eating catfish said sternly.

"Just because I am a defector from the 'Emerald Tree Court'."

Anjaye raised his hand and slammed Avril's witch badge on the gaming table. The rustic and mysterious dense oak pattern on it shone with a breathtaking magic light.

The girl lied and bluffed without changing her face.

"The poisonous capita is just a pseudonym. I come from the Alchemy Department of the Academy, and my current rank is temporarily listed as 'oak wood'."

Surrounded by the fearful thugs, and under the ecstatic gaze of Miao Ersha, the girl's eyes shine brightly, and she raises her chin arrogantly.

"Please remember this name—even if you go to hell in the future, don't forget it."

"I am Anjiaye, destined to become a great witch."

(Respect everyone’s opinions, I still don’t change the title of the book, readers have the opportunity, please help me promote more. (-?=))

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To make the enemy eat the bait made of poisonous mushrooms requires a good camouflage.Ms. An's acting skills are also very good, besides, I can't really let myself be the bait. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

"I am Anjiaye, destined to become a great witch."

The girl's haughty and arrogant words are considered a joke in the eyes of the "Revelation" group of thugs who do all kinds of evil.

Look at their dumbfounded looks—everyone seems to be slandering, this lame little witch probably didn't go crazy like this because she was full of hallucinogenic mushrooms.

"You really know how to joke." The flesh on the sand catfish's cheeks twitched, he grabbed a handkerchief and wiped off the oily sweat on his big chin, "I am a serious businessman, how dare I challenge the school like you dealing with a majestic lunatic."

"You think I'm joking?"

The fungal tentacles quietly stretched out from Anjaye's back, like a large group of wriggling basilisks, climbed onto the gambling table, danced slowly over the pile of chips, and pointed directly at the body of the sand catfish. "Or is the dirty work done by 'Apocalypse' not to offend the academy?"

"Fortunately, the stench you left behind attracted not only the eagle dogs from the academy, but also me."

Cooperating with the threat of the monster tentacles, An Jiaye completely transformed into the image of an evil witch, and issued a sinister warning.

"Now—fulfill your bet."