I was regarded as a demon god by a witch

Chapter 78 The Wizard's Instructions and the Flames on the Retina

Ivita swam up, her head out of the water.

A village woman carrying a basket covered with a red cloth stood on the shore, staring at Ivita curiously.

Ivita saw the old witch, and the old witch hurried over. "Your Majesty, it's fine if you don't have anything to do."

If the demon god's body is gone, wouldn't she be the target of the demon god to vent his anger?

Ivita found that there was only one spell and one array left in his sight, which was the result of the fusion of the three flame magics.

However, I don't know why, this curse has been occupying my retina and will not disappear.

This made my vision of seeing things always seem to be wrapped in a ball of flames, and everything I looked at was deformed.

Ivita guessed that it might not disappear from his eyes until he learned how to use it.

The old witch rolled her eyes when she saw the village woman. "Your Majesty, are you very angry now? I will kill this village woman for you, so that you can enjoy yourself."

She turned her head to look at the village woman, with a fierce look in her eyes.

The village woman couldn't help taking a few steps back. "I……"

She suddenly looked towards the river, and said to Evita who was still in the water: "My lord, I am Lolita who lives nearby. I came out to collect some mushrooms to make soup. I think you must You are noble. Your skin has no traces of labor, and your hair is not as dry as mine, it is my honor to serve you."

"I happen to have clothes that suit your figure here. If you don't mind, I can bring them to you."

Ivita was just worried, his clothes were burned by his fire magic before, and at this moment the village woman's proposal just solved his urgent need.

He said, "Yes."

Only then did the old witch dispel the idea of ​​killing the village woman and diverting the demon god's attention.

The village woman lifted the red cloth covering her basket, and there happened to be some brand-new juvenile linen clothes underneath. Although the style was simple, they were clean and tidy, and had not been worn by anyone.

Ivita quickly got dressed, and he buttoned the last button on his chest. His temperament between the maturity of an adult and the handsomeness of a boy, coupled with the indifference in his gestures, made Lolita involuntarily look sideways.

Ivita originally wanted to pay Lolita, but when she touched her pocket, she realized that the five shillings she was carrying had also been burned by her flame magic.

Bad luck.

That was five shillings!
Five shillings could buy a poor-quality carriage, without a horse, of course.

Iveta felt distressed, and said to Lolita, "I'm sorry, I don't have any money with me right now."

The old witch didn't even have the habit of bringing money, this guy didn't have any thought of paying.

Lolita smiled suddenly and said: "It's okay, by the way, you seem to have encountered something. Do you need a horse? I still have a horse at home. It is my son's previous war horse. I can give it to you."

Ivita noticed that something was wrong, what kind of person would give herself clothes, horses, and invite herself to her house after seeing herself for the first time.

Moreover, why should a person who came out to gather mushrooms bring brand new clothes along with him?
Is it a conspiracy against yourself?

From Alsace, or the Boar Knights, could it be that people from nearby territories hired killers in order to take away the Baron of Molo?
Or, one of the urban capitalist faction and the feudal noble faction wants to attack him?
The Hearthstone Witch apparently also noticed something was wrong.

Evita remained silent. "Okay, but why do you live here alone?"

As they talked, they followed the village woman Lolita.

The old witch sneaked close to Ivita and told Ivita that she didn't feel the breath of a professional in Lolita.

This is strange.

Could it be that ordinary people can be assassins now?

Or is it really just a coincidence and Lolita is just hospitable too?

As Lolita walked, she said, "My lord, and my lady, are you the mother of this lord?"

The old witch was trembling all over. Lolita's words were more effective than any fire magic, and almost scared the old witch half of her life.

She quickly said, "No, no."

"I'm just a humble servant of this lord, and my status couldn't be more humble in front of this lord."

"You village woman, don't talk nonsense."

Evita rolled her eyes, which was outrageous.

Lolita's complexion changed slightly, and she quickly turned around and performed non-standard etiquette to Iveta, apologizing and saying, "I'm sorry my lord, I offended you, but I definitely did not mean it."

"The reason why I live here is because my son used to work as a guard in the Barony of Meroni, but he has been kicked out of the territory for stealing. Obviously, he has nothing to do with that baron."

"But he was still considered by the city council of [Parvega] to be a spy of the nobles, and he actually executed my poor son."

"Because Baron Meroni followed Viscount Winchester to slaughter the city of Pisa and burn down a city with a history of 500 years."

"My poor boy was hanged by the city council while I took refuge in the country."

Evita raised an eyebrow.

What he didn't expect was that the conflict between the aristocratic faction and the city guild faction had reached the point of hands-on.

Moreover, it was the aristocratic faction who took the initiative first.

Ivita recalled that God Pan once sighed and said that what is happening in Ambrose now is very similar to what happened to destroy the ancient world.

I don't know what happened in the ancient world at that time.

Now every city is very sensitive to anything related to the nobility, but I don't know if it will affect my business, but no one should have trouble with money.

What's more, what he sells is a strategic material such as high-quality iron.

They followed Lolita all the way, and Iveta noticed on the way that there were a lot of redwood trees of one to one and a half years old growing along the road.

I don't know if it's because of the decline of the Chitose Fire, or because they went deep into Ambrose.

However, the more serious problem is probably that Ambrose's theoretical leader, the Grand Viscount, has died.

There is no heir who can convince everyone!

Soon after, they came to a hill. There were several houses under the hill, but only one house had smoke from its chimney.

The wooden doors of other houses were covered with ashes, and weeds grew on the road in front of the doors, making it look like no one lived there.

Ivita really saw that there were more than one horse over there, but three horses.

But two horses are old age.

In front of the house, Lolita seemed nervous instead, and spoke to Iveta several times in a row, but said the wrong thing.

Talk about entering the door as going out, and talking about starting a fire as putting out a fire.

She opened the wooden door, let Ivita and the others sit down, then brought a pot of hot water, poured it into two wooden cups, and handed it to Ivita and the old witch.

Lolita's eyes flickered. "You must be thirsty, drink some water."

Ivita took the wooden cup, frowned, and put it on the side of the table, while the old witch beside her looked indifferent, took it and drank it with her head raised.

When she had finished drinking, the old witch dropped the water glass on the ground and let it roll to one side. "Your poison is really delicious, but it's just a poison extracted from nearby herbs. This kind of thing can only paralyze the body of a mortal. Then, you want to use this kind of thing to poison the witch? You are simply crazy."

Lolita looked at her in shock, "You are a witch! You are actually a witch."

She was uncharacteristically agitated. "Then why didn't you say it earlier!"

"Did you do the river that suddenly appeared!"

Ivita glanced at her, her eyes met on the wooden wall behind her, and instantly lit a kitchen knife hanging on the wall behind her.

It was a kitchen knife made of wrought iron. Although it was the worst quality iron, it was still iron after all.

At this moment, it turned red and turned into a liquid, which dripped onto the rammed earth, forming a pattern of a firebird on the ground.

The old witch looked at Evita in surprise. "Your Majesty, you have learned fire magic so quickly?! And you can ignite objects with your sight. This is not ordinary fire magic."

There was some jealousy in her words.

Compared with Ivita, a witch like her who has to go to great lengths to make a deal with the contract monster is really hard work, so sad.

Ivita said: "I don't think I can call it learning, because I didn't plan to use fire magic at all just now."

"As a result, as soon as I got angry, flames erupted from my retina and followed my line of sight to the kitchen knife."

"There is still a fire burning in my retina now, which makes my vision not normal."

"Can this also be called learning to use magic?"

Ivita looked at the village woman Lolita. "Thank you for the clothes, but why did you poison the water?"

When Lolita was frightened, she suddenly knelt down to Ivita and cried, "Please, wizards, please save my child."

"I didn't know you were wizards before, I was stupid."

"But that was instructed by another wizard!"

(End of this chapter)