The witch's gray hair showed a pair of yellow eyes, looking at Roger like a poisonous snake, her eyes turned, but before she could speak, a voice came from behind her.

"I like his voice and honesty, give him to me!"

Following his gaze, Roger noticed at this time that the witch's back was towering high, revealing a strange face on the protruding hump.

"Shut up, you bitch!"

"Look at your ugly look, you only have one mouth left, are you going to eat her?"

"Give him to me, give him to me!"

"I like young men, especially their kidneys..."

"It's really delicious!"

"Don't worry about her, let's continue."

The witch waved her hands.

Although she is unclothed and looks dirty and old, her hands are surprisingly young, but there are eye-catching stitching marks on her elbows.

These hands obviously do not belong to her.

"Pure forest fairy, tsk tsk."

"Is there anything I can help?"

"A weird sword recently appeared near the village. It was inserted on a raised grave. All those who tried to pull out their weapons fell into a coma after returning to the village."

"Some people even died as a result."

"Do you know anything about this, about this sword?"

"Oh, a weird sword."

"I have seen him."

Roger noticed that when the woman in front of him described the weapon, it was him instead of it.

"That sword is alive?" Roger asked suddenly.

"Young man, your concept is too narrow. Everything in this world is alive. Even my hump can hold a face. What else is impossible?"

Roger opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute the woman in front of him.

"Stay away from that sword, and kill all the people who have touched the sword. If there is still time, disaster should be avoided."

"Are you crazy? Kill everyone?!"

Gewei obviously couldn't accept it.

"Jiejie, isn't one dead already?"

"There are four remaining, kill the remaining four, you can solve the current trouble."

"By the way, please be sure to burn all the corpses, not even the bones."

"Waste, it's too wasteful!"

The face on the witch's hump yelled, "Give me their bodies, I can make a pot of thick soup."

"Well, it's delicious!"

"Shut up, you idiot!"

"The above is my advice."

The witch concluded.

"Is there no other way?"

"For example, destroy that weapon!"

Gewei obviously couldn't accept the witch's proposal.

"Oh, cute little fairy, don't you know what you are about to face?"

"That's no ordinary weapon."

"I once looked at him from a distance."

"The souls entangled in the sword are so scary. If you release them all, the entire sky will become drowsy."

"If I read it right, this weapon should belong to Ramsay, the headless knight."

"Lovely little fairy, you should have heard the name, 100 years ago, where Rams rode on his horse, the village collapsed, the forest burned, and the land was barren."

"Now that his weapon is here, maybe he himself is hovering nearby."

The woman showed a faint smile, with a little expectation and excitement hidden in her smile.

"The headless knight Rams?"

"This is impossible. Both he and his master have been driven out of this world and will never be able to return."

Gewei retorted.

"Who is right?"

"After all, a hundred years have passed, and anything can happen."

"Okay, I'll tell you what I should tell you."

The witch raised her head and looked to the sky through the gap in the leaves.

"It's getting late, you should go back, or..."

His eyes swept across Roger.

"Some people are willing to stay with me, this lonely woman."

Roger gave a dry laugh.

"Next time, next time I will bring my friends together. I think you can have a good exchange on some issues."

Roger declined.

Well, this guy Henrik is cold, maybe he really wants to try it.

"I am looking forward."

The witch grinned. Although she has legs, they are connected together, and there is no way to separate them.

He couldn't walk like a normal person, but jumped to the thatched house behind him.

"Let's go."

Gewei's immature face was full of dignity, and she took out a box and placed it on a tree stump not far away.

Then turned and left.

"Is everything she said true?"

Roger asked on the way back.

Gewei nodded.

"The mountain girl never lies, and this is what I worry about."

"Although they look ugly, if they don't take the initiative to attack, they will be more friendly to travelers."

"and……"

Gewei glanced at Roger.

"Don't make promises to the mountain girls, they will take it seriously. They were born from the soil, and no one knows how they reproduced, but few things in the forest can escape their eyes."

"So if you ask them next time, remember to bring your friends with you."

Roger opened his mouth wide.

"There is still such a rule?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Seeing Roger's gaze on him, Gewei immediately understood something, "Don't try to deceive them."

"When you just made a promise, in fact you already had a candidate in your heart, and they knew that person."

"So next time, bring the friend you just thought of."

"Unless you never come here."

"But I doubt it deeply."

Gewei rubbed her hands in pain.

It seems that when she met the mountain girl before, she had also made certain promises.

And the wooden box she presented today should contain the items she had promised.

"I hope so."

Roger sighed, but there were other things in his mind.

"If you use Aksi Fayin to confuse Henrik..."

"No, no."

"He is my best friend."

Roger clenched his fists.

But then his brows stretched out.

"Yes~lightnovelpub.net~ he is my best friend, he made a little sacrifice for me..."

"It should be nothing, right?"

At this time, Henrik, who was thousands of miles away, shivered suddenly in the radio gymnastics of love.

His inexplicable back became cold, and he rubbed his dry eyes, "Is it too frequent?"

"Hey……"

"The acting president is too tired to do it."

"After dealing with these messy things, I'd better go to Roger."

"Without my care, he must be having a hard time."

Roger and the two walked toward the village along the way they came. The sun was sparse and the woods became dim.

But before they got close to the village, the flames blazed into the sky in the distance.