The fire illuminated the three people sitting in front of the fireplace, and the busy maids behind them, the red-haired witch and the blond writer lady, noticed that Shad had fallen asleep almost at the same time. Miss Galina made a silent movement, and then cast a silence spell beside Shad.

And Tifa, who was standing by the side, brought a black towel blanket. Seeing Mia lying on Shad's lap, the maid smiled and poked the cat. Mia wanted to lose her temper when she was drowsy, but she noticed that Shad was also asleep, so she jumped on the carpet obediently, After covering Shad with the towel blanket, Tifa hopped on his lap again and lay down to sleep.

"Miss Galina, did you add something to the black tea? Or did you use some kind of thaumaturgy?"

Dorothy was joking with a teacup, while the witch looked at the jumping bonfire and shook her head:

"You really know that I am a witch. Did Xia De say it or Rezia said it? No, it doesn't matter. I didn't do anything, he was probably too tired."

Both of them turned their heads to look at Xia De who was sitting on the chair and fell asleep, and Dorothy said softly:

"He seems to be in Randall Valley City recently and encountered a difficult enemy, so he is busy preparing every day."

"I heard from another young girl that the witches of the fifth era complained that the witches of our era didn't take good care of him. Now it seems that those old women are really right."

Miss Galina sighed softly, then looked at Dorothy:

"You know Rezia very well, right? Let's talk to Xia De, I want to talk to Rezia."

Dorothy looked at him with her head on one side:

"You are Rezia's aunt, I think if you want to talk to her, you don't need to send a message through me, do you?"

"It's not about current affairs, it's about Xia De."

The witch was a little embarrassed, after all, she didn't know Dorothy well - at least from her point of view:

"There are some things I want to talk to Leiziya about. My grandniece has never liked me since she was a child. Obviously, when she was born, I hugged her. I even gave advice on her name, but unfortunately I didn't adopt it."

This was the first time Dorothy knew about it, and she resisted the curiosity of asking for another name, feeling that although tonight's date time was preempted, she was not angry at all:

"She hated you since she was a child?"

"Yes, I still remember the day Rezia was born. It was a snowy day, and I was watching the snow in the courtyard of the yordle palace with Rezia's grandmother, my brother's queen. Hearing the news I was very happy when I was there, but my instinct felt wrong. At that time, I had just touched the threshold of the extraordinary, so I didn't know what the appearance of the little girl born in the snow meant to my future self. What."

She recalled the past with a smile on her lips. And although Dorothy stood with Rezia, she didn't actually have a big conflict with Miss Galina:

"I heard Shade say that Rezia doesn't like you because she thinks you are splitting the Kingdom of Delarion."

"Yes, this is what my father, Rezia's great-grandfather agreed to. My elder brother, who is Rezia's grandfather, also agreed to my father knowing that I am a witch."

The Duchess said suddenly, and Dorothy was not surprised by this, after all, such things cannot be hidden from the closest people. Miss Writer's eyes were bright, she liked this kind of court secrets very much, and she would not hear such things under normal circumstances, and Rezia didn't like to tell stories about the past either.

"My father, King Charles VII, was a truly talented man. At the age of 56, he voluntarily abdicated the throne. When I became a witch and quickly climbed the golden ladder, my father's health was already very bad. alright."

She looked at the fire and told her story:

"It's interesting to say that most extraordinary people don't know what a witch means, but my father, an ordinary person, understands it very well. At that time, I had already followed the idea of ​​the witch emperors, and my father agreed to me, Give me a county. But he also made me promise that I will use my life to protect the Cavendish royal family."

The elbow of his right hand rested on the armrest of the rocking chair, his forearm was raised, his fingers touched his lips, and the golden eyes sparkled with fire:

"Thinking about it now, my father is really an amazing person."

"So it is"

Dorothy said softly that Rezia did not know these things:

"A large piece of territory within the kingdom is exchanged for the lifetime commitment of a high-ring warlock. From my point of view, it is difficult to evaluate whether it is worth it."

"But Laisia ​​thinks it's not worth it. She has ambitions no less than mine. Even though she hasn't touched the crown yet, she already regards the whole Delarion as her own."

The witch smiled softly, while Dorothy blushed a little, remembering that they wore the princess crown and the king's crown in turn at Adelina's birthday party last Sunday.

"Oh, I've talked too much. I don't want to talk about these things with Rezia this time. I just want to let you understand the things between me and her. If you can, please tell her that I have time next week , we can go around the city together, and enjoy the snowy scenery on the outskirts of the city before winter is far away. Then, I will tell her something about Xia De."

Goldilocks' emerald green eyes also reflected the firelight:

"Should I remind you, the hostess of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square includes me. I heard Shade talk about his promise to Rezia, and I know what you want to say to Rezia."

"Are all the girls around Xia De as charming and intelligent as you?"

The witch asked, but did not deny her statement. The firelight left some shadows on the witch's extremely three-dimensional face:

"Also, have you asked Miss Luvia Anat for her opinion as the hostess of the Place Saint Teresa?"

Dorothy frowned slightly, thinking about how to deal with it. And Tifa stood in the shadows behind Shad, watching the scene with a smile.

"Luvia Anat is not here now. This is a good opportunity. That girl with beautiful purple eyes is definitely not as simple as you think, even if you and her are the same ring magician."

She took a sip of tea:

"So, before Anat comes back, I want to communicate with Rezia. I will communicate with that female fortune teller when I arrive in the Randall Valley not long after. You are a writer, and you understand that the 'devil king' should be placed in the Deal with it at the end."

"I'm really looking forward to it, Luvia knows the expression on your face when you call her 'devil king'."

Dorothy laughed, and then asked:

"Excuse my curiosity, what are you going to do in Randall's Valley?"

"For the things Shade is busy with right now."

She didn't know about the devil, she just thought that Xia De was still running around for the guardians and the chosen ones:

"Since last summer, you don't know about the big events in the Old Continent, do you? And all these things are related to Shade, so you should also know."

The blonde girl squinted slightly:

"Can you protect Shad?"

The witch blinked, feeling that she had said the wrong thing. Knowing Xia De for so long, Xia De has never needed her protection, but she has been protected by Xia De:

"Yes, and help him accomplish what he wants to do. Both you and I can see that he has extraordinary pursuits. Therefore, Xia De needs me to help him and coordinate with the Witch Council. Yes, with you and Rezia, can you really beat that fortune teller?"

Dorothy also blinked:

"I'm just an ordinary writer, I don't understand what you're talking about. But if you want to communicate with Rezia, I can send you a letter."

The witch smiled with satisfaction:

"Look, I knew you'd help me if I said I could help Shad."

Dorothy also said:

"Or, because I know you can help Xia De, I gave you a chance to try."

Both held their teacups and looked at Xia De. The fire from the fireplace illuminated his crooked side face and Mia curled up on his legs. The cat's back was facing the fire, and its golden appearance seemed to be glowing.

"His other me is more sensitive than any ring magician. Even if there is a silencing spell, I don't think the other Xia De will not know our words. UU reading www.uukanshu.com So when Xia De wakes up, he will know Our conversation."

Dorothy said suddenly, Miss Writer was more thoughtful than a seventeen-year-old girl who thought that Xia De was in a coma and everything was fine.

"It's okay, look at me."

Miss Galina said to the sleeping Shad:

"Please don't tell him for now, this is not a conspiracy against him, it's just a private matter."

Naturally, she didn't get any response, she just felt a gust of wind blowing past her ears, but the flame in the fireplace was obviously not quivering.

"Speaking of which, you can tell Rezia in a letter that I got a very beautiful dress, and she will probably be interested in it."

Miss Galina said again suddenly, Dorothy looked at her suspiciously, and the witch showed a mysterious smile.

Xia De didn't sleep directly on the chair all night. Dorothy was worried that he would make his whole body uncomfortable the next day if he slept like this, so she woke Xia De after nine o'clock in the evening and wanted him to go back to the bedroom to rest.

But Xia De was still thinking about tonight's evening class, and insisted on discussing the fairy tale "Princess in the Pumpkin Carriage" with Dorothy until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

They lived in the manor tonight, but only Shad returned to the city early on Sunday morning, because Dorothy wanted to go around the manor more. case. And Little Mia was also left in the manor by Shade. When Dorothy returned to the city, she would take it to No. 6, Place Saint Teresa.

Shad didn't stay at home for a long time either. After returning home, he went to the Randall Valley, and soon saw Miss Benanis and Miss Lathers who had just finished breakfast at the Wilde Opera House.

(end of this chapter)

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