Xiuxian became the king of witches

As soon as the heavy footsteps bid farewell to the central tower, Kastin's muscular body suddenly froze.He hurriedly took out the handkerchief in his arms, and the blood he coughed up instantly soaked the entire cloth.

"It's really getting more and more useless."

Looking at the filth in the blood, Kastin couldn't help recalling a piece of text he had read when he followed his wife to learn the characters of the Xia Clan.

Lao Ji Fuping, ambition of thousands of miles.

During these five years, darkness eroded his body all the time.Kastin, who was supposed to be in his prime, now has such a profound experience, which has to be said to be a kind of irony of fate.

Picking up the bloody handkerchief, Kastin straightened his back again.He has actually endured this blood for a long time, but a qualified father will never show his incompetence in front of his children.

Even if he's already done too many unqualified things.

Kastin can naturally feel the burden on Janna's body and mind, but unfortunately he is powerless to change it.But as long as he can straighten his spine for a day, the sky will not really fall on his daughter.

With trembling hands, he slowly took out the worn-out pocket watch hidden in the skirt of his clothes, opened the watch cover, and there was a group photo of the family of four on it.

Looking at the smile warmer than the sun in the photo, Kastin couldn't help sighing, he knew that this might be the last time he talked to Janna as a father.

"I have prepared a new potion for you, and I have sent someone to the palace. Remember to take it according to the instructions on the note, it will allow you to survive for a few more days."

Behind the neatly trimmed bushes, the Scarlet Witch is carefully tending her magic flower garden, and she has obviously turned a blind eye to Castine's poor physical condition.

"Thank you, Teacher Oloi."

For this elder's unique way of caring, Kastin can only accept it with a smile.After all, as long as he can remember, Oloi has become the overlord that no one dares to provoke in Dawn City.

With the passing of the legendary old dean 15 years ago, no one remembers when Oloi came to Ota, let alone her original identity.

It's just that the immortal feats she has made in these years have already firmly bound the Scarlet Witch's name to Ota.

"Do you really rest assured that the fate of the country will be handed over to that woman?"

Although Oloi has a detached status and prestige, he has inherited the old dean's tradition of being obsessed with academic research, and seldom got involved in political affairs in the past.It was only the increasingly tense situation in recent years that forced Kastin to ask her to come out to stabilize the chaos.

"I understand it's a gamble, but now it's a gamble."

Castine's vicissitudes of eyes are more helpless, if possible, he does not want to use the hands of others to realize his ideal.

"You should know how many people will die across the country if her ideas are followed? How many innocent people will suffer?"

The Scarlet Witch's prestigious reputation was washed out with countless blood, but even so, she still couldn't fully accept the witch's supernatural thoughts.

"Maybe this is the difference in structure, as she often mentioned about the way of heaven, the prosperity of all things, birth, old age, sickness and death, in her eyes, the rise and fall of a country must be a similar law of metabolism."

Last night's long talk with the witch made Kastin seem to open the door to the world and experience the elegance that does not belong to this world. The aftershock in his heart has not stopped until now.

He could understand that the witch's indifference was definitely not the blasphemy of life by tyrants and villains, but a kind of absolute detachment and compassion.

"That's why I hate her... Always look down on everyone with that kind of dominance! Looking down on civilization! In her eyes, it seems that no matter how brilliant the achievements are, they are nothing but decay that will eventually be buried!"

When mentioning the witch, Oloi's anger obviously became stronger, and the flames bursting from her hair fell on the fire scale grass behind her, followed by a roaring sea of ​​flames.

"According to Greiya, her emotions over the years have been very close to those of ordinary people. If she persists for a few more years, maybe she will be able to see a more secure decision from her."

Kastin sighed, and silently lit another cigarette, as if trying to find the way forward from the haze of smoke.

"That's just slowly learning to pretend to be a human being. Although I don't know whether she is an angel or a devil, a god or a devil, I can be sure that she is definitely not a human being."

Oloi gently extinguished the flames at the ends of her hair. Although she looked extremely excited on the surface, her true feelings for the witch in her heart could not be expressed in a few words.

People with richer experience and knowledge can see different things from Higrit.And Oloi is naturally the highest wise man in the entire kingdom, the one who sees the most.

"After all, her performance in the principality is enough to prove it, and after all, I was clinging to her. If it wasn't for the three promises owed to Greiya back then, she would have never paid attention to me."

The strong smell of smoke can fill Castine's lungs, but it can't give him the slightest confidence. Even with his determination, it is difficult to say whether his decision is right or wrong. Some merits and demerits can only be judged by history.

It's a pity that the reality is not a light book page, and every step forward of the wheel of history is bound to be covered with dripping blood.

"Recently, the ruins at the bottom of the tree have shown signs of loosening again. I can't help you with too many things, so please be blessed."

Seeing through Kastin's heart no longer wavering, Oloi did not continue to speak more.From a certain level, she may have more trust in Higrit's ability than the king, but she just can't get used to it emotionally.

"It doesn't matter to me. It's thanks to you, teacher. I'm really sorry that I can't share anything as a student."

When mentioning the loosening of the ruins, Kastin's steady eyes were in a daze for a moment, because the loosening of the ruins four years ago happened to be when the Kuroshio struck.

It was a pain that he could never heal in his life.

"Take care of yourself first, Your Majesty the King. Don't let me always arrange funerals for my students, just save me worry."

There wasn't much emotion in Oloy's wine-red eyes, but the words he spoke were extremely heavy, causing Castine to snap the cigarette between his fingers.

"Then I'll try my best to live a little longer..."

Kastin stared at the sun in the distant sky and prayed silently. He didn't want to live another 500 years, as long as he could watch Janna grow up.

It's just that the daughter may not be able to understand this kind of intention.

Tired, tired, sore...

Suppressing the discomfort all over her body, Janna still persisted in completing her daily homework.

Although most of her injuries have been recovered through healing magic, she has still become a drag on the girl's progress during high-intensity training.

It's just that it's not just physical emptiness that affects the girl's efficiency today.

After writing the last note, Janna let out a long sigh of relief and finally closed the book.Looking up at the stars hanging all over the casement, it is the rare tranquility of the girl on weekdays.

It's just that the flickering brilliance here, falling into the girl's thoughts, inevitably turned into someone's beautiful eyes again.

The more you want to abandon some things, the more you can't control them. On the contrary, the entanglement stirs up the bitterness that was originally settled in the bottom of your heart, making the whole person's mood even more unpleasant.

sleep……

Janna stroked her forehead and fell down neatly on the bed.The magic crystal in her hand carried the rune chain of sleep magic, which was the best way for the girl to escape at this moment.

As for whether you can see what you want in your dream, it is up to fate to decide.

……

However, after a dreamless night, Janna opened her eyes again, surrounded by the familiar darkness.

In the early morning of early spring, the coldness of winter had not yet escaped, and the quilt on her body had fallen somewhere, which made the girl's body unavoidably tainted with a bit of chill.

In this kind of atmosphere, no matter how strong the child is, he will taste a bit of loneliness and bitterness. The slight sense of loss makes the girl's heart start to blame herself again.

Even in her dream, she was not qualified to seek a moment of comfort.

At this time, there was still at least an hour before the sun rose, but the girl had no intention of delaying it.

Just when she was about to get up, the tip of her sensitive nose vaguely smelled the faint fragrance in the air.

It was a strange taste that did not belong to her.

"what……"

The drowsiness in his mind was suddenly cleared, and the long sword was condensed into shape when the index finger ring flashed, and the posture of absolute vigilance was instantly put on.

Facing this unknown situation, the girl once again demonstrated her excellent adaptability.

"Well……"

It's just that Janna's aggressive actions seem to have disturbed the dream of another person here.

Following the faint breathing sound, the girl carefully turned her head to look, but she didn't find the vicious enemy, but saw an extremely beautiful sleeping face.

At that moment, Janna only felt that she was not awake yet, and she had such an outrageous dream in her day and night thoughts.

It really should be a review.

"...Miss Higrit."

I saw Sigrit lying on the other side of the bed, her graceful figure completely wrapped in Janna's plain quilt, her tight appearance looked like a fresh broccoli wrap.

Compared with the peerless beauty that people can only look up to when she is awake, the witch in sound sleep is obviously less aggressive, and has more unspeakable cuteness of Xingxu, making people want to poke her tender face.

"Miss Higrit?"

After confirming that she was not dreaming, Janna, who was a little dazed, tried to call the sleeping witch again, and this time the other party finally had some reaction.

"……Good morning."

Sigrit rubbed her sleepy eyes, and greeted Janna in a half-dream, but the wobbly appearance might fall down again at any time.

"No... I'm still too sleepy... Let's talk about it when I wake up zzz..."

bang-

Sigrit once again unceremoniously occupied the princess's bed, and even the blinded Janna sat beside the bed in a witch's sleeping position at a loss.

Should I leave first?Or should I wait here?Or just lie down and sleep together?

With a long and helpless sigh, Janna only knew that today's morning exercise would definitely be delayed, but the indistinct curve of the corner of her mouth seemed to help her find a rare reason to be lazy.

What did you dream about?

The combination of beautiful sleeping face, bewildered moaning, and Lanxiang's exhalation easily dispelled the long-standing coldness and loneliness in Janna's bedroom, vaguely filled with a bit of happiness.

That must have been a sweet dream.

Of course, it could also be the beginning of a nightmare.

Chapter 29 The Training of Humiliation

In the elegant and comfortable restaurant, Higrit is reading today's Dawn Times.

The above page seems to use the largest page to report on the performance of the witch in the piano competition like a god, and the punishment of Vincent, the editor-in-chief of Music Weekly, for framing the behavior. I would like to remind all citizens to report suspected dark contacts through official means.

"It really will use the wind to exert strength."

The fragrant and soft toast slowly melted in her mouth, and the witch naturally understood that this was the result of the deliberate efforts of the royal family, and she didn't mind being a favor.

"Miss Higrit..."

After all, even Ota's crown prince, the beautiful and handsome princess, has been tossed into such a strange appearance by her.

"The bacon...is fried..."

After the camouflage pendant was confiscated by the witch, the brilliant blond hair was put on a white lace headband, and the soft hair was loosely scattered over the shoulders.

The black-and-white maid outfit on Janna is not a traditional style. While the length of the skirt is greatly shortened, delicate lace ruffles are added as embellishments. The fluffy texture is lovely but not cumbersome.

White suspender stockings and medium-heeled leather shoes adorn a pair of well-proportioned and slender legs, which completely released the girl's sense of youthful vitality.

"The fire is well mastered. I didn't expect Her Royal Highness to cook so well."

After being praised by the witch, Janna still bowed her head shyly, clutching the hem of the apron with her fingers, and her two slender legs were tightly packed together, looking extremely restrained.

Not to mention that she has become accustomed to men's clothing over the years, such a shameful attire is unacceptable even for the former Janna.

"It's just a very simple operation... Excuse me, Miss Higrit, can I change my clothes back now?"

Even though her body was trembling, Janna was still trying to maintain her chivalrous demeanor in her words, but the embarrassment of being brave made her look a little more cute.

"No, this is your practice today, you must wear it all the time."

Leisurely eating the breakfast made by Her Royal Highness, Higrit mercilessly rejected the other party's request.

Such arbitrariness made Janna her own maid, even King Ota couldn't enjoy such treatment.

"Honor your instruction."

But no matter how reluctant, as long as Janna hears that this is a practice, the faint shame on her face will be replaced by a heavy attachment in an instant.

As long as it can awaken the nature of the sun, this little humiliation is nothing to her.

"After the tableware is packed, your next task is to clean up this annex by yourself."

Out of the corner of her eye, the witch found the silent girl in the corner, but the other party's resigned expression frowned her beautiful eyebrows again.

"Yes, I'll get it done."

After receiving the new order, Janna raised her head and obviously wanted to ask something, but in the end she responded respectfully.

The little golden head immediately sank a little lower, and the original alienation was found in the tone.

Why is this happening?

Reminiscent of the special training that the father said before reaching an agreement with the witch to help him awaken his nature, Jana had already guessed Higrit's intention.

It's just that after the witch woke up this morning, what Janna waited for was not the high-intensity physical training she expected, nor the study of profound theoretical knowledge, nor the complicated magic practice.

After temporarily dismissing all the servants in the annex, that strange maid outfit became the starting point of Janna's nightmare, and she once again experienced the irresistible dominance of a witch.

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that you are not allowed to use magic power all day today."