Invincible witch

I think it is difficult for me to accurately and clearly describe the look on Findan's face at that moment.

It seems that there are hope, disappointment, resentment, misery, guilt, anger, guilt, intolerance, half-belief, conflict, gnashing of teeth, unbelievable... So many expressions appeared on his eternal facial paralysis at the same time. Stern, cold-blooded, old-fashioned and ruthless face is something I never thought of.

That expression made my heart twitch slightly, as if there was a very fine silk thread pulling a corner of my heart, and every time it beat, it brought a very subtle pain that could not be ignored or misunderstood.

"Is that so..." He finally squeezed two words out between his teeth, but the tone was so hoarse that it hardly resembled his original voice.

"Jesbeth tricked you out of the city and said so many words of discord and hatred... Then, taking advantage of your unpreparedness, she sneaked up on you from behind, causing you to be seriously injured..." He continued He spoke each word slowly, as if trying to clear up Jezebeth's crimes from the beginning.

I'm a little guilty, a little impatient.But when I thought of the "sacred words of light" that he raised his hand and slashed at me, I didn't hesitate any more.

"Yes." I nodded slowly, and added another sentence that must be able to completely destroy his last persistence.

"However, that Jezebes really knows how to choose a place. The dense forest is not far from the city, and it is remote and inaccessible. It can indeed hide many secrets. It is a perfect place..." I made a heartless look. He pretended to cover his face with his right hand, lowered his head slightly and coughed a few times, but from the corner of his eyes, a line of upward gaze flew out, staying on Fandan's face without any trace; in his tone, he asked him casually: "I just don't know how that Yezebeth, who has lived in the lava hell Sheogh for a long time, knows the terrain outside Giledan so well and was able to choose such an excellent location?"

Fan Dan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and his tightly clenched right hand hit the headboard of the bed behind me with a "boom".I sat up straight in surprise and stared at his gloomy face.

"Lord Fandan!...Did I say something wrong?"

Fandan's brows were twisted into staggered knots, his face was livid, and his teeth were gritted.He didn't look at me, but simply said: "No... no... Matriarch Ilaya, I'm sorry for what happened. Next time, if this kind of thing happens again, please come and discuss it with me first Let's make a decision. Iroland's Fandan still has some credibility to speak of, please give me some valuable trust for the sake of the alliance."

Oh oh, his respectful title for me is back, and it's no longer the "Ilaya" that I just said in a hurry.Moreover, in his mouth, I have become a business-like, polite and distant "you".

It seems that my strong medicine today is beyond my own expectation.

I can't tell what I'm feeling at the moment, whether it's complacency or something else.I just want to quickly end this crazy conversation of the night.

I turned my face to the side, and replied in the same concise and mechanical way: "...Of course. Lord Findan, I have learned this lesson, and I will never give my trust to someone who is not worthy of my trust. You Rest assured, this little incident will never have any impact on the important alliance between us—if possible, I hope that as few people as possible know about this little incident, the better."

Fan Dan's eyes were condensed like electricity, and he swept across my face in an instant.But only for a short moment, his eyes turned away again, looking at the still dark sky outside the window, and said in a flat tone: "Of course. Let us forget about this incident. There will be no more More people know, whether it is your experience or the inside story."

In order to disguise my turbulent emotions, I snorted coldly and squeezed out a short smile. "I'm glad we can reach a consensus, Lord Findan."

The room fell into a short and awkward silence for a while.Only Fandan's heavy breathing echoed in my ears, which was very clear.I knew he was angry, but I couldn't figure out why he was so angry.

Finally, through my unreliable circumstantial evidence, the news that Jezebeth is not dead is confirmed. If justice in his heart overrides everything, he should be very upset.If there is still such a trace of old love in his heart, he should be very happy.In any case, what I expected was not what it is now, with a sinking face, dark eyes, a livid complexion, and tight jaws forming a line of forbearance and control.

My right hand was still pretending to cover the lower half of my face. I didn’t want to withdraw my hand at this moment, nor did I continue to cover my face, so I let out a low sigh in my throat, stretched out my left hand to support my right elbow, and changed my right hand to pretend to be stroking my chin. Thoughtful.

This action seemed to startle Fandan, he quickly turned to me and said hastily: "Farewell, Matriarch Ilaya. I hope you have a good rest and recover soon."

Before I could make a sound, he rolled out of my room like a gust of wind.

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In order to deceive others, I honestly took care of my wounds for ten days in the city of Gildan until I was rosy, white and fat, refreshed, and fat and my legs were strong.

During this period of time, Fandan actually didn't care about me—and my group of enemies of the forest elves, the dark elves.

We have unprecedented degrees of freedom.However, most of the dark elves are cold and reserved. I am afraid that I am the only leader who happily turned against the guests and wandered around in and around the city of Gildan.

On this day, I received a secret report from the enchantress: Rutger suddenly wanted to see me.

I raised my eyebrows, very surprised.

"What's the matter? What about his benevolence, morality, righteousness, and righteousness? I thought he was also an elm-headed man, and he was going to fight to the end. Was his head caught by the door, or kicked by a donkey?"

The enchantress who came to report the letter seemed very at a loss for my wording.

"Ma'am, his head has never been caught by the door... and the territory of Iroland is no different than in the rural areas of the Griffon Empire. How can there be donkeys?..."

I laughed and appeased her doubts and said, "I'm just making an analogy. By the way, have any important events happened in the Griffin Empire recently?"

The enchantress thought about it for a while, and replied: "If it is a major news of the Griffin Empire, it is that Queen Saint Isabel, who was disguised by Biara, and Laszlo, the knight of the Red Templar under her, killed the Griffin. Duke Godric, the old knight of the Eagle Empire."

My face froze slightly.

The author has something to say: Update on September 4:

Well, first of all, I need to ask for a few days off...

I'm going on a business trip, leaving tomorrow and coming back on the weekend.

I guess I can't update it for a few days, I am very sorry...

When I come back on the weekend, I must write and update well~~^^ Starting next week, I will start writing the plot that everyone has been waiting for, oh hehe~~~

As for the plot... let's guess first~~

In short, there is no worst, only worse...

Since I abused someone so happily, the days when the heroine has the upper hand will last for a long time :)