Xingyue, the strongest heroic spirit is myself

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"Gourmet witch, right? I happen to be a cook too. I think the two of us can 'communicate' in depth. We must have many common topics."

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Connor was serious and couldn't wait.

[If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cubs]

[As the husband of a witch, you know what it’s like to be a witch.]

30: You triggered: the incident of the three sisters of Meishesha

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[You were led by your familiar and entered Ayu Island, ruled by the Eagle Witch]

[Although it is a witch’s island, the people here still live and work in peace and contentment, and there is no such thing as the miserable situation you imagine]

[You entered the witch's palace, and you didn't see a single servant in the entire palace]

[You feel that the palace is like a maze, and there is an aura of magic everywhere. This should be a higher-level temple than the magic workshop]

[The palace is very luxuriously decorated and magnificent. It can be seen that the owner knows how to enjoy life]

[You saw a painting deep in the palace, a beautiful woman with purple hair and purple clothes, red hair and elf ears, wearing a thin gauze dress, butterfly wings coming out from behind, her face shrouded in shadow, and her expression melancholy]

[Under the painting there is a vine purple and two full moon rings of the witch's command seal]

[You stop, observe carefully, and think deeply]

"It's beautiful, you're mesmerized."

The sweet voice sounded like a girl acting coquettishly, and the determined tone showed her inner affirmation.

Connor came back to his senses and looked in the direction of the sound.

Her long pink hair fell in the wind, and she wore a magic ornament with black and white feathers on both sides. A similar outfit also appeared on her shirt. The coat made of eagle feathers seemed like wings.

Her appearance is of a cute type, and her eyes are half orange and half pink, and half pine green.At the same time, the pointed ears also show her noble identity. She has the blood of the old sun god and the old sea goddess flowing in her body.

She wore a snow-white shirt and a white skirt that didn't reach her knees, but the delicate clothes pale in comparison to her fair skin.She wore special maroon high heels, which added a certain height to her petite stature. They were round and small, and her flawless white toes were shyly exposed.

She is the master of the palace, the witch of Ayo Island, a disciple of the magic goddess Hecate, and the aunt of the princess of Colchis.

Circe calls herself the Eagle Witch.

"——I'm not fascinated by her, but because——"

Being viewed as disloyal by a witch is a terrible thing, so Connor must find a suitable reason.

"She is Hecate, the goddess of magic, right?"

"Hey, you actually recognized the Dark Moon Goddess. Master, she has been suppressed by the gods and has-"

Circe stopped talking and stared at Connor with her jewel-like eyes, her beautiful eyes rippling.

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The purpose of inviting Connor to his island was to add a touch of fun to his boring life, because how could he have a banquet without guests? A life like his own banquet would be too lonely.

"How did you find out about her situation?"

Facing the smiling Circe, Connor thought about it and had an idea in his mind.

Magic ripples and shining rainbow eyes opened in front of the witch. Those magical eyes were more moving than the most dazzling gems in the world.

"This eye is the Demonic Eye of Destiny. Although it is just a fragment of destiny, I saw you and told me that the badge is the symbol of your master."

In fact, Medea's ceremonial attire, the tin staff given by the goddess Hecate, has that emblem on it.

When Connor was still a native of Blue Star Earth, he liked to collect all kinds of information. His brain was like a data warehouse, leaving behind a lot of information about the moon. Now that he saw the Hecate figure and that pattern, his memory started from his subconscious. It floated up.

Connor therefore decided to take advantage of the so-called fate to bring the relationship closer between the two.

In fact, with his chosen destiny and the numerous information in his mind, he is fully qualified to serve as a true prophet.

Circe can feel Connor's incredible rainbow eye. As one of the only two disciples of the goddess of magic, she can make a rough judgment through the ripples of magic even if she cannot fully understand it.

"Magic Eye of Destiny, our future? Haha, man, you have aroused my interest."

Circe whispered, then raised her head again, her eyes changed.

If it was just casual observation before, now it has become extremely serious.

The witch is a character with great benefits, but also great risks.

In other words, I love you very much and hate you very much.

It should be no problem. I can even take down the Fairy Queen, who is called the rare witch. It’s just an eagle witch. Even if I add Medea, there will be no problem. I can even add the goddess of magic Hecate. The ultimate goal is three. Female bed!

After all, my goal is to become a man like Zeus.

"We haven't introduced ourselves yet. Since you can see the future, you must know who I am, right?"

"She likes to call herself the Eagle Witch, but her real name is Circe."

"Haha, of the three things I hate the most, the second thing is lying to me. Fortunately, what you said is true. You haven't told me your name yet."

"Connor Barr."

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"Connor Barr, I will remember it well. Because of the conflict of blood, my magic power lost control in my sleep last night. I am a little tired now-"

"You can," Circe held her chin and thought cutely. "There are many places in the palace where my secrets are hidden. The witch's forbidden room. If you don't want to make me angry, you'd better not wander around. You can go outside for a walk. Otherwise, you can become a pig, like this Then I can hold you and sleep together."

Circe smiled sweetly and looked like she meant it.

"No, how can I become a pig?"

"What's wrong with becoming a pig? Piglets are very cute. I will stay with you well."

Connor was still respectful and unimpressed, and Circe did not force anything.

Although it's good to become a piggy, if he is really the person you care about, it would be too wasteful to become a piggy.

"Until night, I will prepare the most sumptuous banquet for you."

"Look forward to it, people are born to indulge in banquets. Yes, the joy of banquets is life."

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[Circe fell asleep]

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[You left the palace and wandered around the island]

[After turning around, your instinct as a fisherman kicks in. Facing the sea, the flowers are blooming in spring, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, I fish alone with ease]

[Night falls, the witch wakes up]

The girl hummed a cheerful tune and raised her legs.

She took out all kinds of fresh fruits and put them on the table with her own hands.

Connor, who had always cooked for others, was being used as a 'food' guide by her today.

During this period, Connor said that he could help, but she decisively refused: "It has to be done by me. I really like banquets. I will only feel satisfied if I host them myself. Leave it to me. I am especially good at cooking." Be particular about it. I will definitely prepare the best ingredients that are no less than the sacrifices offered to the goddess Hecate, as well as the wine that even the harvest god Dionysus would envy!"

Under the hard work of the energetic Circe, the huge dining table was soon filled with various fruits and wines, as well as dishes filled with the rich aroma of food.

Circe is not the type who only satisfies herself, but the dishes she makes are completely unpalatable.The food she prepared was, as she said, excellent and could be offered as a sacrifice to the goddess Hecate.

She is a beautiful and charming girl next door who will serve you delicious porridge whenever she gets a chance.A cheerful and gentle girl who loves animals (especially piglets) and is good at taking care of people.If you like it, be sure to grab it now. (fog)

Circe fits Connor's understanding of a witch very well, which is her outstanding appearance and outstanding talents.

However, just like the prefix of her name, "witch" is more dangerous than ordinary women.

The last supper was being cooked in the exquisite cauldron above the stove, which was Circe's favorite wheat porridge.

Circe's eyes showed a hint of joy, because the wheat porridge was finally finished.

The witch's party has begun.

[You eat without courtesy, the food is good food, the food is good food]

[There is also the noble daughter of the sun and the ocean, staring at you with 'gentle and beautiful' eyes]

[What, you said she is a witch? Don’t think of witches as beautiful girls. There are basically no ugly witches in the moon shape]

[That is also a gentle and beautiful look, but a joyful look looking at what is about to become one's plaything]

[Witch Ma, it’s normal, she always uses magic unscrupulously, just to satisfy her own pleasure]

[It’s okay, it’s just a cricket witch, let’s see who is whose plaything, the ones with big fists these days are the ones who attack]

[In the face of absolute strength, even the most cunning witch must turn into a beautiful lady in her arms]

[Circe uses magic to peel fruit for you, pour you wine, and take good care of you]

[She watches you continue to eat, with an increasingly happy smile on her face]

[These foods are all impregnated with magic power. If people eat too much, they will turn into small animals under the influence of Circe's will.]

[However, you had no reaction at all]

[Although she failed to turn you into a piglet, Circe was also very happy because the person she recognized accompanied her to the banquet]

[This is what you have to do, go all out and forget all your worries and goals. There is no need to worry about tomorrow or recall the past.Feel free to leave it to me now]

[Forget duties and responsibilities, forget mornings and nights, and indulge in delicious food and physical pleasures]

[Although it is said to be physical happiness, it is a pity that Circe did not care about you]

[Although it seems enthusiastic, in fact, I keep a distance and use magic to serve you, and I am not willing to get closer to you]

"It's almost there."

Circe murmured softly, then walked to the kitchen.

The richness of oats mixed with the fragrance of rice, the wheat porridge must taste great.

But simple food is not enough, she must add something of her own.

She dropped a drop of strange dark purple liquid into the wheat porridge, and a strong magical glow appeared in the simple wheat porridge.

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But it soon faded away and turned back into 'plain' wheat porridge.

This was prepared with great care by her. This wheat porridge "Hu Ke Weng" is both medicine and poison, and it is the food of the gods.

Even if ordinary people can attend her banquet, they will never be able to taste the wheat porridge she prepares.

Connor smelled a strong fragrance and turned around to see Circe coming to him gently holding wheat porridge.

The farther the distance, the more false it is.

The closer the distance, the more real it is.

"Come on, Connor, this is my confident porridge."

Circe took the initiative to blow on the wheat porridge, then waved her little hand, stirred the spoon in the wheat porridge, and finally spooned out the wheat porridge to feed Connor.

The vague mist seemed to be about to break through her eyes. She was originally a lovable type, with her petite body curled up and her expectant eyes, even a beast could not refuse her request.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

[You know this very well, but——]