The woman who appeared in front of cheese seemed to be in her twenties, and probably not much older than the mage and Elsa. And even if cheese is dealing with non-human existence, so that there is no normal aesthetic view, this woman can be regarded as a worthy beauty. The same head of blonde hair, known as the hammer rose, makes people feel like the sun shining, but growing on this lady, it makes people suddenly feel as rich and hopeful as seeing the wheat fields in autumn. A pair of dark brown eyes, but not as deep as cheese''s eyes, but will make people feel down-to-earth, at ease. This woman has a natural breath. If you let the mage use a word to describe it, I''m afraid it is that she looks like spring.

    Even if the spring lady''s look at cheese is not amiable now, it is difficult for the mage to have disgust or other negative feelings. On the contrary, she has a feeling of being criticized by others at the bottom of her heart. When she saw cheese, she didn''t know how to react. The woman didn''t know whether she was angry or funny. In short, she just turned her hair and gave a short sigh. Then she reached out and pulled the cheese from the door step into the room. But after pulling the mage into the room, the woman walked from the cheese side to the door.

    The mage''s eyes turned back to the outside of the room with the other party''s shadow. He saw that the candle which was still burning quietly on the steps just now did not know when it would go out together. And this lady is lighting the candles again. She pulled cheese into the room a little rudely, perhaps just because the mage was blocking her way out to light the candle.

    "So I say you witches are a little rough. Although these candles are only cheap copper coins on the street, the igniter for them to burn must be Griffin oil! Do you know how much it costs to light the candle oil? " A woman like spring lights a candle and complains. But even the voice of her complaint is still intoxicating.

    "I know, of course, that Griffin oil can only be refined from the tail of a Griffin, because normally there is not enough fat in the wild. Although it is said that some people have tried to breed Griffins artificially recently, the results are not good. So... "

    "So don''t say anything. Give me ten gold coins first." After the ignition, the woman closed the door and went back to the cheese maker, holding out a hand to the mage. She had the posture that she would not let the cheese move if she could not get the money. Although the mage knew that the price of the oil consumed only for lighting the candle should be less than ten gold coins, but now that he asks for help, he can''t blame the lion.

    However, cheese could only take out the purse from his arms, but he soon realized that in order to avoid unnecessary attention, he still didn''t wear his usual grey robe, so the money in the mage''s purse was not enough to pay for the share of ten gold coins.

    "That''s all for now. The rest is for you next time." Cheese handed his purse to the opponent''s outstretched hand. Somehow, the mage suddenly felt robbed.

    "Hum." After weighing the weight of the purse in her hand, the woman showed a look like this. Then he turned his head and walked into the room. "Come in, grandma has been waiting for you for a long time. Be careful not to look on either side, especially the picture on the wall. If you break that one, I''ll be really mad

    Cheese''s eyes twitch when she hears the name "grandma", which means that if there is no accident, the woman in front of her should be the youngest of the three.

    As the woman walked into the room, cheese saw a long, narrow corridor, illuminated by golden candlesticks at every few steps on either side of the corridor. On the walls of the partition were hung some expensive oil paintings. Occasionally, an invisible door appeared on both sides, not knowing where to go. Even if you don''t use magic to change your vision, cheese can also feel abnormal energy from the candlesticks and oil paintings on both sides, which may be the reason why the other party reminds himself not to watch it rashly. After all, this valuable disposable prop, even if it is a witch, will have to worry about some things.

    As they strolled down the corridor, cheese was sure that the place they were walking was not the interior of the building as seen from the outside. It was obvious that they were taken into some special space when they passed through the door. Although not excluding the possibility of the other party with their own circle, but from the woman''s face impatient expression, this guess is not high. After passing the 15th door which cheese remembered by heart, the woman who led the way finally stopped. She pushed open a door with a piece of sheepskin as decoration and went in.

    Cheese followed him into the room. At the same time, he noticed that there should be many rooms in the deep of the corridor, because the mage had not seen the end of the corridor. This is really an interesting phenomenon, because most witches don''t manage their own houses very deliberately. At least they don''t set up so many defense organs and expand such a large space. And the place where the witch group lives It''s seriously over the standard in every sense. This is a good thing, because it means that the energy of the witch group may be far higher than the cheese''s expectations, but it is also a bad thing, because it also means that these witches may exist in the worship of certain taboos in exchange for such a rich living environment."Why, are you two alone? I thought all three of you would come out. " Said cheese, seeing the scene in the room. The place where the mage entered looked like the interior of a cabin in the woods. The walls were all made of logs. The only stone part of the house should be a burning fireplace. This made cheese suspect for a moment that this was the house of wolf Louise, but although it was similar in architectural style, the decoration of this room was much better than that of an old woman living in the iron Fort slum. The decorative tea table inlaid with precious metal and the curtains made of precious silk all show the rich and elegant taste of the house owner.

    There was only one person sitting in the room, a middle-aged woman in a bright red dress. Although she is a middle-aged woman, her appearance has not yet faded. On the contrary, it sets off a trace of different mature charm when 30% of the similar leading women approach her. But even if not from the appearance, it is easy to see the blood relationship between the two women. Their hair is too similar. If the woman who opens the door for cheese is like spring, then the woman in front of her is like autumn, which represents abundant harvest and quiet rest.

    "My daughter has something else to say to your companion. After all, the man stole something from her many years ago, which made her sad for a long time. As for the young gentleman who is next door, I don''t want to know that he''s a good sleeper Said the lady in the red dress, inviting cheese to sit down at a table in the room.

    Cheese noticed that there were two teapots on the table, one close to himself and the other to each other. And from the teapot close to each other exudes an unpleasant magic.

    "Can''t you leave operation Tang? Madame The mage sat opposite the lady in the red dress and said. Since the other party''s attitude to himself is not as rude as the previous one, cheese has changed his own language.

    "It''s not your turn to care!" A woman like spring scolded. But he was stopped by another one.

    "I hope you can forgive my granddaughter''s rudeness. Her mother and I are not good at managing money. She is in charge of the family''s livelihood, so she is now haggling over the loss of money The red dress lady said, and then went on, "as for me You are right. I''m too old to leave the soup pot too far. I haven''t even seen the world outside this house for many years. So your visit is very gratifying to me, an old man. It''s a rare consolation to see the magic of you in this twilight age. "

    "You don''t look as old as you describe, Madame. You are still beautiful in my eyes. " Of course, cheese knew that the witch body hidden in the middle-aged woman''s skin might be a dead corpse that had lived for a long time. Witches have been looking for ways to prolong their lives to make up for their short life span. Under such a premise, although it costs a lot, such a witch with rich resources is still a success She lived beyond the years she should have. But this does not prevent him from praising the other person''s appearance. It is nothing but the respect between the casters. In many cases, even if you can, don''t try to peep into the real face of others, especially your friend''s. Because that could be his or her greatest privacy.

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