The witch thought I am a Demon God

Ivita asked Reilly to take the money to the city of Parvega and find a clothesmaker to make a cloak made of five materials, and gave him an amount of about 10 gold pounds.

At the same time, he asked the Griffin Knights to gather the troops in the territory, garrison the castle, and issued a temporary recruitment task.

This is what feudal soldiers are like. They are soldiers when they are needed, and when they are not needed, they are just farmers, carpenters and other civilians.

Therefore, their combat effectiveness is difficult to guarantee.

Because an unknown number of troops will soon come to their territory.

Ivita also stopped studying magic, and after ordering servants and water elements to guard her study, she came to the lawn under the castle to inspect the troops gathered on the lawn inside the castle.

At this time, Tartax, holding the book in his arms, walked over and said, "Lord Ivita. The recruitment of blacksmiths has basically been completed. The five blacksmiths who died previously have all paid their families."

"Their deaths are really a pity."

Ivita said: "In order to prevent this from happening again, I have asked the water element to patrol the entire castle, iron foundry and soap factory."

"From now on, people who sneak into the territory will no longer easily kill our precious skilled workers."

Tartax frowned, but said nothing. "That's the best."

"Your recruitment of a large number of skilled workers in nearby areas has almost wiped out the skilled workers in nearby areas and improved their treatment."

"Of course, your abnormal behavior has also attracted the attention of nearby landowners and the city council. I am worried that someone will want to take advantage of the soap factory and iron foundry in your territory."

Ivita looked at the anti-magic demon with some surprise.

Unexpectedly, this guy didn't have any objections to this.

Tartax held the book, looked at Ivita and said: "Sir, I am not an ignorant person. And in my opinion, the soap factory is a very important thing. Before this, only the nobles could enjoy it. Detergents may be popularized among civilians.”

"So under this premise, there is nothing we can do to protect the soap factory with magic."

Tartax said: "It's just that the mayors of the thirteen states are coming, but we don't have the experience or materials to entertain such a big noble - or even the head of state."

Ivita raised her eyebrows, don't say you don't have it, I don't have it either.

Whether in my previous life or in this world, I have no experience in entertaining heads of state.

But having said that, if he had not been deprived of the throne, he would be the king of Alsace now.

Tartax whispered: "I'm afraid we will be disrespectful, let people see our jokes, and lose the face of the Ambrose people."

Ivita chuckled. "Tartacus, you are wrong."

"I think that in the communication between countries, the only thing that will really make people look down upon you is your lack of strength."

"What kind of etiquette does a border baron like us require? No one would expect anything from us anyway."

"I just hope that nothing will happen when the troops pass through the border this time, and that it will not affect our territorial residents."

"Other than that, I have nothing else to worry about."

Tartax was stunned for a moment, and then he also laughed. "That's right."

"It's better for you to look at the problem more realistically."

"Although the lack of etiquette will be laughed at for a while, no one will ignore a powerful baron lord. In the final analysis, strength is the basis of everything."

"The Franks were once just a barbarian tribe built on the ruins of an ancient civilization. They also lacked etiquette, but because of their strong strength, their long hair that they were too lazy to trim was considered a symbol of noble people."

"This caused people to rush to imitate it and promote it as "The King with Long Hair"."

Ivita nodded.

At this time, the knight attendant Branton actually carried a large wooden box to the lawn, and then threw the wooden box on the ground.

Ivita turned to look at Blanton strangely, "What are these?"

Branton wiped the sweat from his face, bent down and opened the wooden box. Suddenly, the wooden box was filled with a dazzling array of gilt tableware and silver-plated dishes.

Tartax and Ivita were both stunned.

Especially the latter, he did not first think about where Blanton got the tableware, but instead thought about how much money he could get if he sold so many expensive tableware.

Ivita said: "Branton, where did you get it?"

"I didn't get it." Branton wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Lord Ivita, it was sent to us by officials from Ambrose City."

"Because he came from Ambrose Basin and did not pass through the toll gate, so no one informed you."

"He said that when a distinguished guest from a foreign head of state comes, he must ensure the face of the Ambrose people. Therefore, he sent you these tableware a day in advance. By the way, he also brought a lot of male and female servants, saying that he was going to hold a party A professional reception banquet.”

Ivita looked confused.

Well, it seems that the people in the Ambrose City Council attach great importance to the first impression, so they sent envoys here in advance to wait for the mayors of the thirteen states.

But I think this is the right thing to do.

It's not like he was entertaining the mayor on behalf of his barony.

At this moment, I am here to entertain the great mayor on behalf of the entire Ambrose country.

Ambrose City Council should back itself up.

that is……

I don’t know if I can keep these gold and silver tableware after this incident is over...

Even if such a set of tableware is not pure gold, it would cost at least several hundred gold pounds to purchase.

Tartax asked Blanton quickly. "What's the name of that Ambrose officer?"

As if he just remembered it, Knight Blanton touched his head and said, "Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't ask me."

"He did say his name."

"He seems to say that he is [Andor] of the Ambrose City Council."

Tartax immediately said to Ivita: "My lord, this man is a powerful member of the city council and the president of the glass guild in Ambrose City."

"It seems that he is the envoy sent by the Ambrose City Council to receive the mayors of the thirteen states and their armies."

Ivita nodded. "fair enough."

"At least with this [Anduo] here, I won't be afraid that the other party's army will suddenly riot and plunder our territory."

Any accident that occurs when the army is crossing the border is actually possible, and even the king of the country may not be able to control it at will.

If the monarch is not powerful enough, he may not be able to control it, and the army will go out to plunder privately.

Normally, only merchants and explorers would enter and leave his territory, but due to Ambrose's special situation, troops would continue to enter and leave his territory.

This is actually very dangerous. If you don't do it right, your territory will suffer from military chaos.

Fortunately, I learned water magic in advance.

There are water elements to guard the patrol territory and deter soldiers who cross the border, which is a great security guarantee.

Ivita said to Tartax: "Let's go over and see this friend named [Andor]."

Ivita wanted to call the old witch, but suddenly she thought that she had asked the old witch to find a scapegoat.

The old witch had told herself that she had an apprentice who actually lived in the nearby town of Cali.

This is something she only learned recently.

However, before Ivita let her go out, in the name of studying magic, she first asked her to leave a large part of the magic materials in the carriage in her study. In this way, Ivita could guarantee that she would not He took the opportunity to run away.

…

At the door of a farmhouse in the small town of Cali, the old witch looked gloomy. Her bad mood even made the midday sun look dim.

Damn the devil, he actually tricked her.

Even for those magic materials, she couldn't escape.

Otherwise she will be heartbroken to death!

She began to consider whether she should go to the river bank to look for the Black Rose Fairy and find a little outside force to help her escape from the devil.

The old witch thought to herself that she couldn't just escape from the Demon God empty-handed, otherwise she would become more and more angry.

The more I think about it, the more angry I become, and the more I take a step back, the more I will lose!

With such a mood, she knocked hard on the door of the farmhouse, "Is anyone here?"

"My good apprentice - Catherine, I...the teacher who has always been very kind to you, who always thought you were very talented in magic, and who always gives you some tips is here."

There was no response from the room.

The Hearthstone Witch narrowed her eyes with a dangerous look.

As long as she leaves Ivita's side, her cruel nature will be revealed.

The Hearthstone Witch suppressed her anger and continued: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a stranger, it's me, the Hearthstone Witch."

"Your dearest teacher."

There was still no response from the house.

The old witch was completely furious, and she slammed open the wooden door of the farmhouse.

This farmhouse has no windows.

The interior of the farmhouse was empty, with only a simple wooden bed and two small wooden stools that were obviously chopped out with an axe.

There are still a few shabby pieces of cloth hanging on the earthen walls.

But there was no one in the farmhouse.

It looks like an abandoned house.

The people inside had escaped.

The old witch laughed. "Shielding spell? Such a little trick is used in front of me. It's really a joke."

"This is still the spell I taught you."

She was about to walk in, but she found that there seemed to be an invisible barrier at the door, preventing her from walking in.

The old witch thought for a moment and figured out the reason.

"A witch's house cannot be entered without an invitation."

"Ah, I taught you this little bit of knowledge. This is a subsidiary law of the "Law of Night", hahaha..."

The old witch had a gloomy face and bent down to pick up a pebble from the ground. "You really pissed me off."

"As your teacher, I brought you a super powerful magic, and this is how you repay me."

"You really hurt my heart."

"I truly love you and treat you like a daughter, so you treat me like this."

She suddenly threw the stone inside, and the stone flew in like a bullet, smashing one foot of the simple wooden bed.

The wooden bed collapsed in one direction.

Then, the cry of a baby and the scream of a woman came out of the empty wooden house.

The old witch showed no mercy, but the cry inspired her cruelty.

She bent down again and picked up a small stone from the ground. "There is an extremely noble man who wants to give a witch apprentice a great opportunity. As your teacher, I thought of you first."

"If you repay me like this, I'm going to kill you! People really can't empathize with each other. You hurt my feelings!"

"You destroyed the last trace of kindness in my heart, and you are responsible for it."

She was about to throw the second pebble.

Suddenly, a frightened woman's voice came out of the empty house. "Wait, teacher."

"I'm sorry, I know my mistake, please stop, you almost killed my daughter just now."

At this point, the magic in the house slowly disappeared.

As the magic disappeared, four people appeared in the originally empty wooden house.

I saw a dark-skinned, curly-haired woman holding a baby girl in her arms. There was a girl about four or five years old hiding behind her, and beside her was a farmer who was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.

The woman looked like an ordinary peasant woman.

When the old witch saw her lifting the [Shielding Spell], she immediately became arrogant and said proudly: "Wouldn't it be better if we had done this earlier!"

"However, my trick works quite well."

"You can invite me into your house, before I kill your whole family."

"Davina."

Davina held her baby girl in her arms and cried: "Teacher, I no longer want to continue learning magic. I am already married."

"Now I just want to live a good life with my husband."

"Please let me go."

The old witch sneered and said sarcastically: "Your husband? Does your husband know all your secrets? Does he know that you are a witch?"

"I know!" At this time, Davina's husband finally crawled over. He mustered up the courage to say, "I...even if she is a witch, I still love her."

After saying that, the two of them still hugged each other and looked at each other with firm eyes.

The old witch looked at the two of them steadily and suddenly said: "Davina, you should know that if you have a true love and you kiss him again."

"Then true love's kiss will disintegrate the dark magic in your body. You should know this, right?"

Davina's expression suddenly changed.

The old witch held the simplified magic book of Destruction Cloak in her hand and said: "He loves an independent witch, a woman who is completely different from the village women who cannot protect themselves. Davina... magic is your label. , is part of what makes him fall in love with you.”

"Without this part of the reason, how long can your love last?"

"Are you really ready to be an ordinary village woman?"

Davina's expression became worse and worse. She looked at the two children beside her and her husband without speaking.

Her husband quickly said, "No, no, no... my dear, no matter what you become, I will still love you."

The old witch almost vomited when she heard this. She threw the tampered magic of the Destruction Cloak on the ground extremely impatiently. "This is a very powerful magic. Because you are my beloved disciple, you are qualified to learn it." .”

"It's your freedom to learn or not."

"Whether you want to be promoted to an official witch or not is up to you, but you have to know that this is really a big opportunity, an opportunity for you to interact with a big shot."

"I hope you take care of yourself."

Davina's eyes changed when she looked at the scroll on the ground, and her eyes revealed something called ambition.

The old witch was very satisfied with this.

She knew that witches would not settle for mediocrity.

Davina whispered softly, "Official wizard..."

The husband beside her quickly said: "Davina, don't be afraid. No matter what you become, whether you have magic or not, I still like you."

"Really, it's true."

"Didn't you say that your teacher is the most evil person in the world? Don't listen to her nonsense."

"You said that true love can conquer all, and isn't she unable to get in now?"

"she……"

Davina did not comment, but asked the old witch softly, "Who is that big shot...?"

The old witch had an embarrassed look on her face. "Well... after many years of studying magic, I established an alliance with a subspace being, and let him come to this world in a mortal body."

Davina had a look of shock on her face.

Because it's crazy.

That is the demon of subspace.

In the history of the Magical Black Forest, every time those existences from subspace came, they would cause huge disasters here.

Those existences in subspace can destroy many worlds when they come to other places.

This magical dark forest has experienced so many weird things and accidents that it can endure.

However, Davina also believed a bit of what the old witch said.

This may indeed be an opportunity.

Want to take risks?

Greed drove her to look at the scroll, and then she said softly: "I invite you to enter, Hearthstone Witch."

The Hearthstone Witch smiled, showing satisfaction. "I knew you were my smartest apprentice, and the teacher has always valued you the most. Let's learn."

"Learn quickly."

The Demon God is still waiting for the experimental results here.

Until no one learns the magic of Cloak of Destruction and determines that there is no problem with the magic of Cloak of Destruction, it is impossible for the Demon God to directly learn this magic.

Because if the spell is tampered with, it will be very troublesome.

The old witch turned around and wanted to leave. She asked to enter, but she wanted her apprentice to behave accordingly.

She herself was not in the habit of setting foot in a trashy place like a farmhouse.

In the old witch's world, it was impossible for her to step into such a poor place as she was so high up.

Just when she was about to leave, Davina's husband suddenly rushed over, grabbed the scroll in his hand, and said sadly to Davina: "I don't care that you are a witch, really. You said that we want to be a family. Let’s live a peaceful rural life together.”

"Why do you still want to learn this magic? You..."

The old witch turned around suddenly and stared angrily at the intruder.

Davina was startled, "Teacher, don't..."

The old witch stared at the man and raised her hand. At the same time, a handprint appeared on the man's neck, and then the man was lifted into the air out of thin air.

It became increasingly difficult for him to breathe. "I...I'm not afraid of you, old witch...just kill me..."

Davina said: "No, teacher..."

The old witch smiled. "Who said I wanted to kill you?"

"It's more fun to keep you alive."

"Do you know how I discovered the traces of your wife? Because the Explorers' Guild in this town issued a mission to obtain blood. By the way, the people around here are weak and sick, and people often disappear. It's really bad."

The old witch raised her left hand, and Davina suddenly felt uncomfortable. At the same time, she also felt a primitive instinct coming from her body.

Blood lust.

Her pupils turned into golden circles with pitch black ink inside.

Fangs sprouted from her mouth, and she glanced around bloodthirstyly, looking for prey, and then she stared at the baby girl in her hands.

She turned out to be a vampire.

The old witch said: "I think she only told you that she is a witch, but did not tell you that she is not even a human being. She is a vampire."

"Guess how many of your neighbors and relatives she has killed?"

Davina's husband looked at his wife like a monster.

The old witch removed the magic that caused Davina's bloodlust, and left laughing.

She didn't want to kill anyone today, and she did nothing. She just told her husband the truth that some people had been hiding.

Is true love based on deception really considered true love?

It's no wonder why Davina has not lost her magic power to this day.