I take the witch with me to conquer the world

Tirea sighed and sat back on the chair. Looking at Lewan who was sweating profusely and breathing desperately, she couldn't help but feel pity in her heart. "Tell me, how did you get this eye."

Is that so? In this case, there is a lot of room for manipulation. Lewan lowered her eyebrows and told the origin of her eyes at the same time, without any lies.

"Is it the Goddess of Eternal Night..." After hearing Lewan's explanation, Tirea finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was the Goddess of Eternal Night.

When Lewan took off her blindfold, Tireia saw that her eyes were sky blue. Coupled with Lewan's confidence that she could compete with the nobles, she thought that her child had thrown herself into the abyss for Fang Shengxuan. Maharaja. Fortunately, he was just noticed by other gods and did not fall into the abyss.

Lewan pretended not to know, looked at Tirea and asked doubtfully: "Mother-in-law, do you know the god who gave me eyes?"

Tireia nodded and resumed her kind demeanor to explain to Lewan: "The Goddess of Eternal Night is the only god in the place where the gods are buried in the West. It's normal that you don't know. There are very few records about this god in the Church of Glory. Few. Unlike other gods, they only record a few words."

Looking at Le Wan's curious eyes, Tirea organized her words and then said: "This is a neutral god. His divine authority is the night, the stars, and the moon, and the church is the Eternal Night Church. Except for some Eternal Night priests, the extraordinary people under his command are Beyond that is the Keeper, and there is no other information beyond that.”

Angel was surprised. She couldn't help but interjected: "Mother-in-law, why does the church know so little about the goddess of eternal night?" Lewan also had the same question. There are also records about other gods in the church. Those gods' chosen ones have extraordinary subordinates. All magic and fighting styles are basically recorded...

But here in Yongye, there is no record of any of the above.

In response, Tirea slowly shook her head, indicating that she was not sure either.

Seeing that she didn't get the unexpected information, Lewan blinked and brought the topic back to the beginning. She said expectantly: "Mother-in-law, look..." Lewan didn't finish what she said, but the meaning behind her words was extremely clear.

In fact, Lewan was very worried. If she couldn't get help from Granny Tirea, she would have to find another way.

Tiria looked at Lewan's expression, sighed, and said helplessly: "Okay, but you have to remember that I will arrange the identity of the El'Eji family for you. In this way, even if you are exposed, this The nobles will only expel him."

"Okay, thank you, mother-in-law!"

Looking at the happy Lewan, Tireya couldn't help but have a smile on her face. At this moment, Angel suddenly interrupted: "Mother-in-law, I want to go too..."

"No!" Before Tireya could speak, Lewan refused loudly. She looked at Angel and said seriously: "Sister, I can't take you there this time."

Tireya answered without haste: "Xiao Lewan can't take you with me for what I'm doing this time."

"Okay." Although Angel was unhappy because she couldn't escape the pain of studying, Granny Tireya and Sister Lewan were both so serious, so this matter was definitely not suitable for her.

well. Learning is not easy, little Angel sighed.

"Little Lewan, let's try this disguise potion." Tirea greeted Lewan. Now that she has decided, she must do her best and protect little Lewan as much as possible.

After a while, a woman with beautiful long white hair, light blue eyes as pure as the blue sky, and a gorgeous white dress walked out of St. Al's Cathedral. She wears a white gauze hat, and her fair face under the gauze makes people suspicious as if it can be broken by a blow. With an elegant aura all over his body and a decent pace, he looked like a noble nobleman.

Under the gaze of everyone, the woman came to a waiting carriage. The middle-aged man in a tuxedo bowed to her and said softly: "Miss Angelica, I am your housekeeper Heryot." , please get in the car."

The woman nodded slightly and entered the carriage with the help of the middle-aged man.

Sitting in the carriage and looking at St. Al's Cathedral through the window, the woman put her lace-wrapped jade hands on the carriage window and whispered: "Now, my name is Angelica Le Fay Alédi."

……

"Mr. Roland Julian... thank you for your cooperation and wish you a wonderful trip." The conductor said the words he had said thousands of times to the man in the shirt in front of him, and then the conductor planned to leave.

"Mr. conductor, please don't leave in a hurry." The man in a shirt stopped with a smile and handed him a silver coin in the eyes of the conductor with doubts.

Feeling the cool silver coins in his hand, the conductor's expression instantly became flattering. He smiled and sincerely wished: "Dear Mr. Julian, thank you for your generosity. I think you will have a wonderful trip." , may God bless you.”

The man accepted the blessing with a smile and thanked him gracefully: "Thank you, Mr. Conductor, for your blessing. I believe so too."

The conductor closed the door of the small compartment with a smile on his face and continued to check tickets, hoping to meet someone as generous as Mr. Julian again.

Inside the train compartment, Fang Sheng sat on the bed and felt his blood being engraved on the silver coin. After he spent some time sorting out the information, he suddenly felt the aura of the extraordinary in this carriage.

This discovery set off alarm bells in Fang Sheng's heart. Because of his current situation, this extraordinary person should still pay attention.

"Tap, step," the sound of the conductor's shoes hitting the carriage floor was heard. He came to the box next to Fang Sheng and gently knocked on the box door.

"Hello, I am the conductor. Please cooperate with me in checking the tickets." The formulaic words came out of the conductor's mouth, but Fang Sheng did not feel the extraordinary atmosphere.

After checking the tickets, the conductor thanked him and continued to the next box.

Second place, no.

The third one, no.

……

Number eight, not yet.

There was only one last person left, so Fang Sheng concentrated on sensing.

The box door was opened, and a breath that was different from ordinary people came out. Fang Sheng perked up, and at the same time carefully restrained his blood energy.

"Ms. Lilizete Cassandra... thank you for your cooperation and wish you a wonderful trip." The conductor said as usual. At the same time, Fang Sheng used his blood energy to sense the 1.5-meter-five-meter-slender woman with silver hair and red eyes in front of him.

Fang Sheng frowned slightly when he received the feedback from his senses. A woman who looked weak could not help but have no power of faith. Was she a magician?

He called out the dead crow and teased the little guy, with many thoughts in his mind.

The dead crow squinted his eyes, enjoying the touch of his master. At the same time, he was happy that there was no oversized light source around his master.