The witch thought I am a Demon God

Branton's face turned pale, because Ivita and the others could choose to leave the barony, but he could not.

He was so helpless that he just wanted to rush back and tell his father about the current situation.

Bran swallowed. "Your Highness, if there are really many enemies, we should inform my father as soon as possible."

"Let him use the name of the baron to summon the nearby knights and peasant soldiers."

"We should gather an army quickly."

Ivita thought for a while, and Baron Moro should now have only one standing guard, as well as low-level noble apprentices sent by the lower-level knights to receive knight training.

Indeed, serf and feudal armies should be summoned hastily from all the estates in the barony.

Although the combat effectiveness of the serf army and the feudal army is doubtful, after all, there is strength in numbers and they are a force.

Ivita was about to speak.

The old witch's mithril sword was pinned to Blanton's neck. Blanton looked at the old witch in disbelief. When he was about to ask her why she did this, he saw the old witch's terrifying eyes.

The old witch really had murderous intentions, her eyes widened like bells, and she said viciously: "If you dare to do this, I will kill you right now."

Brenton trembled all over, his legs and feet became weak and he sat on the ground. "Your Highness, the witch has revealed her true colors. She is with the Children of the Forest."

"Branton, don't talk nonsense." Ivita knew that as long as the Great Witch of Hearthstone didn't find out that she was not a demon, she would never betray him.

The Great Witch of Hearthstone fears the Daedric God.

She is afraid of herself.

He looked at the old witch. "Can you tell me why you did this? Is it related to the contents of the taboo book?"

The old witch saw Black Wolf, Iveta and Rayleigh all looking at her, holding the forbidden book in her right hand. In her eyes, the pages of the book turned automatically.

"Based on this book's description of one of the Children of the Forest, I finally understood why everyone has forgotten Sharon."

"It's not amnesia."

"But replacement."

Ivita was puzzled. "replace?"

When Blanton heard the news about his sister, he immediately focused his attention.

The old witch said: "This book records the characteristics of the dryads, that is, they are born with an ability similar to druid spells. They were born in tree holes and died in tree holes, and they gained a racial talent - skin changing. .”

"On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, the skin of the killed target is replaced on your own body, and then the muscles and bones will transform into the corresponding target's form."

"It's almost completely similar. Only couples who have lived together closely for decades can notice the difference."

"The dryads will live as humans from now on, so they have another name - skin-changers."

For some reason, Iveta thought of the painted skin from her previous life.

The old witch said: "According to the description in this book, Baron Moro has already been a tree spirit."

"If you let this kid tell that impostor, we have discovered the conspiracy of the Sons of the Forest. Do you think that when the baron summons the army, who will deal with the Sons of the Forest or us?"

Ivita nodded: "That's it."

Everyone looked at Blanton with a hint of sympathy in their eyes.

Because the old witch's statement is equivalent to saying that Blanton's father, Baron Moreau, has died long ago, and the current Baron Moreau is an impostor who has been replaced by a skin-changer.

Brenton's shoulders trembled. "No, that's not right. What you said is wrong. Then how do you explain that even the villagers have forgotten my sister."

“Are all people skin-changers—tree spirits?”

"That's exactly the problem," explained the old witch.

"This book records that during the battle with the tree spirits more than two thousand years ago, human ancestors discovered that the ancient trees they worshiped had a strange characteristic."

"When the dryads sacrifice human children to their ancient trees, a phenomenon called "memory distortion" will occur - the kidnapped children will gradually be forgotten by people with whom they are estranged."

"But immediate family members and people who have more contact with the child will not."

"The current situation is that almost everyone around your sister has been replaced by tree spirits, and only you are left."

"And the villagers also forgot about your sister Sharon because of "Memory Distortion"."

Branton stood up stiffly, stepped back, and avoided the mithril sword. "I do not believe."

"I do not believe."

"In that case, as you said, the Children of the Forest have already controlled the Morrow Barony. Then why do you want to keep me alive and not kill me?"

"I don't have much fighting power!"

The old witch sneered and said sarcastically: "Who are you? Why should I kill you? You are just a pig waiting to be slaughtered."

"You are only nineteen to twenty years old now."

"It's just right. In the eyes of the dryads, adulthood requires at least twenty-two years of age."

"You are also the sacrifice they are targeting."

"Because the tree spirits believe that only the blood of nobles can sacrifice to ancient trees."

"It's just that this kind of sacrificial ceremony can only be performed once every three months, so you can survive."

"But in my opinion, since your sister disappeared three months ago, the 15th of next month should be your original death date."

The old witch had no sympathy and continued to rub salt into other people's wounds.

She has always felt that the pain of the weak is the source of the beauty of art.

Therefore, many famous artists have the habit of self-mutilation. This is the old witch's understanding of art.

The old witch teased: "It's your luck that you can follow us now."

"I urge you to accept the facts."

"I don't accept this statement." Brenton turned around and ran out of the cave.

But the old witch suddenly threw out the mithril sword in her left hand. The mithril sword just missed Branton's ear, and then inserted into the rock wall in front of him.

The old witch said: "I won't let you go and scare the snake."

"If you dare to take another step forward, I will throw my next sword at your head."

Branton breathed heavily. Since he didn't dare to move forward, he didn't want to retreat.

He even gritted his teeth and had tears in his eyes.

"Hearthstone Witch, I forbid you to talk to Blanton anymore." Ivita warned her with her eyes. "This is my order, if you dare to disobey it..."

The old witch's face froze with pride.

This is a threat from the devil.

Of course the old witch would be frightened. "Your Majesty, in my heart, your orders trump the law."

"Of course I will comply."

Ivey nodded, expressing satisfaction.

Not that much.

First, Blanton is still their employer. You made the sponsor angry and ran away. What's going on?

Second, a teammate who is emotionally out of control is a nightmare.

As someone who will definitely be the king in the future, grasping the emotions of his teammates is also a very important ability that must be mastered.

Ivita said to Blanton: "If you want to cry, just cry."

"But if you rush over so recklessly, it would be fine if your father is not a tree spirit. At most, your father will think you are a coward."

"But if it's really a tree spirit, you'll still have to pay for it with your life."

"Branton, I know that no matter what I say, it will be of little use to you now. But I still want to tell you that I will stand by your side no matter what. If you feel scared, then remember , I’m on your side.”

"Calm down, let's discuss a plan to deal with the tree spirits."

When Blanton heard this, his body was shocked again.

He turned around, tears streaming down his face.

This era has particularly high demands on men, especially men who are nobles and knights' attendants. They cannot shed tears. Even if they shed tears, they will only attract ridicule from others.

However, Ivita told him that he could cry here at this moment.

No one will laugh at him!

Brenton cried, venting his emotions. "Your Highness...I don't know what I should do."

"Can even the God of all things in the church really solve my current situation?"

"When I was young, I prayed in front of the gods for a thousand days and nights, but now, why do I still suffer such bad luck!"

"Your Highness, I really...don't know what to do..."

"Your Highness, I only have you now. Please give me orders, because I don't know what to do anymore."

Blanton's character is undoubtedly a relatively weak one.

The old witch's face changed slightly. "Your Majesty, now the dryads have completely occupied the baron territory."

"They have an unknown number of tree spirit warriors and tree spirit priests, and they can also use the identity of Baron Moro to mobilize the human army in the territory."

"They also have an ancient tree that has been worshiped for who knows how long."

"To be our enemy, we are to be enemies to the tree spirits and humans in the territory at the same time, plus an ancient tree,"

The old witch explained: "It is written in the taboo book that the ancient tree of the tree spirit will turn into a tree man after receiving enough sacrifices. Our ancestors more than two thousand years ago speculated that these ancient trees are related to the druid's It is related to the tree man experiment, and the druid experiment at that time was closely related to the children of the forest."

"Perhaps the druids are behind the children of the forest's withdrawal from the evolutionary path of mankind."

"But in short, although you are powerful, you are trapped in a human body after all. Look at your right hand."

Ivita raised her right hand and found a faint thunder mark on the back of her right hand.

The Great Witch of Hearthstone said: "You just invented the lightning spell, but the unbalanced energy left a mark on your body."

"If you continue like this, your mortal body will be transformed into a magical creature."

"You can no longer use your divine power to the extreme."