Miss Torturer just wants to fish

Miss Witch made a comfortable sound, leaned against the wall and waved her fist, and then Rose felt a layer of chaotic star spirit magic power wrapped around her body.

After sniffing the dark green potion liquid in the cup, although she couldn't name it, Rose could guess the level and efficacy.

The seventh-level potion is probably used for mental attacks.

The gas produced by infusing magic power after the smashing is estimated to have already caused chaotic perceptions for epic and extraordinary level guys.

The guy in front of him drank it like water.

Rose looked at her, didn't drink, just looked at her silently, then looked at the wooden window next to the shelf and the boundless swamp and fog, and spoke slowly.

"That...my companion..."

"I'll make sure she's all right," Miss Witch stood up straight from the wall like a spring, stumbled into a pile of bottles and jars, turned around and tapped the wooden floor of the room with a broom before the potions fell to the ground. It became a kind of soft, almost soft meat-like existence. Seeing the bottles and cans fell to the ground, she was relieved, "It's so dangerous!"

After that, she ran towards Rose again, and finally fell in front of Rose.

She held the potion bottle high with one hand and propped the other on the ground, and she didn't rush to get up.

Instead, she lifted her butt up, revealing the pale thighs through the hole in the tattered black robe, and poked her head under the bed.

"Wait a minute—it will be soon!"

After a while, she took out a crystal from under the bed.

It's not an ordinary crystal, but a very precious... Primordial Crystal Seed.

Irregular crystal blocks shining with strange light are compatible with almost any attribute of magic power. At the same time, if placed in a place with abundant magic power, it may become a crystal vein after a hundred years.

Just a small piece the size of a fingernail and some auxiliary materials without magic power can create a hidden prop that can be expanded into a complete magic tool.

And the red-haired witch just casually stuffed it under the bed.

Then, she wiped the seed crystal vigorously with her sleeve, and then injected a little magic power.

The crystal trembled slightly, and then...

The red-haired witch whispered to it, using syllables that even Rose had never heard.

Mainly vowels and voiced sounds, it sounds like an animal that is threatening or growling.

On the seed crystal, the magic power quickly condensed into a picture.

That's where Dorothy was.

The mercenaries surrounded Dorothy, looking around warily.

But the surroundings were quiet and there was nothing.

The witch looked at Rose with a smug expression.

"I've told all the guys here not to hurt that little girl... Well, what did you call her?"

Thinking of this, the red-haired witch tapped her head lightly, and took another sip of the dark green potion.

"Dorothy . . . Dorothy Dayner, isn't she?"

530 The scene after the mist

Whispering Dorothy's name, the red-haired Miss Witch suddenly froze again.

"Dorothy... Dana?"

She looked at Rose in disbelief, and then at the magic image condensed on the crystal.

"Her last name... is Dana?"

the witch asked softly.

"Well, Dorothy Dana, a descendant of the former brave Triss Dana," Rose said, tapping her head lightly, "ah, speaking of this, I don't know if you heard I've heard of Triss Dyna..."

Rose said so, but suddenly fell silent.

She suddenly realized that something was wrong.

After a few words from Miss Witch, she seemed to realize something.

Year 3000, Abyss Demons, Triss Dana...

Rose seemed to have figured out why Miss Witch had mistaken herself.

Because the person who got involved with her 3000 years ago might really be the abyssal demon and brave "Tris Dayna" herself!

That is Dorothy's ancestor.

But... this is even more unclear!

Although there are very few records on the side of the abyss about the last "expedition", even if some people who went to the main plane were still alive, almost no one mentioned it, and the records on the main plane have also been processed into bards The authenticity and credibility of the legendary stories of poets is similar to the history recorded in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

But from that few words, Rose can still know what happened that year.

3000 years ago, an unknown demon king unified the abyss, forcibly opened a plane channel that could last for ten years, led his troops to the main plane, occupied one-third of the continent, and enslaved many races. Established a terrible reign.

But only a few years later, she was overthrown by the brave who turned out, Feng Aotian "Tris Dayna" with the template of the protagonist, and her brave team alone.

A team of only five defeated the abyssal demons from the west of the mainland to the east. In the end, even the brave man himself jumped into the abyss and made a fuss in the base camp of the demons before leaving.

So when did she... meet this lady witch in the south of the mainland with a guy who seems to be from the abyssal demon clan?

Moreover, when and for what reason did the demons have to let the lady witch open the door to another plane to save the guy who was most likely to be "Triss Dayna"?

Rose thought of hell and Triss Dana's deal with the hell demon, but she couldn't connect these things completely for a while.

She could only look at the red-haired Miss Witch and her eyes that gradually lost their luster.

"Triss Dana, then of course I know..."

The witch gave an unsurprising answer.

"That was my old best friend."

She threw the Origin Crystal Seed on the bed, and instead of losing control of her emotions again, she lamented in her voice.

"Descendants... Dorothy Dana, sure enough, she has a child."

The red-haired witch stared at the trembling and moving screen as the seed crystal rolled, and Dorothy, who was quietly waiting for Rose's return, sat obediently on the spot.

After a long silence, she sighed.

"If you had said earlier, I wouldn't have protected her," Miss Witch lowered her eyes, "You guys from the abyss are all liars."

Rose was inexplicably hit by AOE, but she wasn't angry, she just scratched her head.

"Ah... I don't know that you really know Dorothy's ancestors," Rose said, with a look of embarrassment on her face, "But I don't think her descendants should pay for what her ancestors did. Well...to be honest, she hasn't enjoyed any benefits from the Dana family either."

Rose said so, and also looked at the screen on the source crystal seed.

"To be honest, she didn't even suffer less... I think if she had to choose herself, she would rather not be the princess of this descendant of the brave, Golden Iris."

When Rose said this, the red-haired witch was stunned.

"What... the princess?"

she asked in disbelief.

"Princess of the Kingdom of Golden Iris...you probably don't know about it," Rose thought about the time, "If you have been staying in this forbidden area all these years, this should be hundreds of years after you came here." Something happened."

Rose said so, but Miss Witch's expression suddenly softened.

"That's it...I see."

She patted her dirty face vigorously, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"She still has a conscience," Miss Witch said, continuing to look at Dorothy, "Then you told me earlier that even if it wasn't for your sake, I would protect her."

In just a few minutes, facing the same person, Miss Witch's words were completely different.

Rose looked at her, somewhat confused.

Then, she decided not to worry about it.

"Well... then, as you can see, Dorothy's situation is not very optimistic now. Although I really want to continue chatting with you, I may still have to take her out of here as soon as possible..."

After saying this, Rose stood up and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the witch.

"Wait a minute—the succubus," the witch looked at her and tilted her head. "Although she is the descendant of that annoying guy, but since you are also a demon... I have something to give you."

As the witch said, she lay down under the bed again, writhed behind her for a while, and took out a rusty compass.

"This is the compass that can point to the deepest part of the 'Black Lake and Mire' restricted area. Those who don't have a compass will definitely get lost in the mist if they want to go deep," the witch said solemnly after stuffing the compass into her hand , "Take her there, I...she..."

The witch didn't seem to know how to speak after speaking, and finally stamped her feet anxiously.

"Oh—anyway, it's the right time to go!"

Rose held the compass and looked at Miss Witch, feeling even more confused.

She could feel that the worn-out compass with no magic power fluctuations in her hand unexpectedly had a very high personality.

Combining the fact that this Miss Witch can stop all the monsters in the entire Black Lake and Mire from attacking Dorothy just by speaking, and the way the other party brought herself to this hut...

Rose could easily tell that she should have a lot to do with this restricted area of ​​life.

It's just that it's impossible to know whether this restricted area has been in contact with her since its birth, or because she has lived here for too long.

"Okay... then thank you."

Rose nodded lightly while saying so.

After she put away the compass, the red-haired lady witch showed a happy smile.

"Let's say thank you later, because you will be super, super thankful to me later... But it's really not a good time to be a guest," the red-haired witch said, snapping her fingers softly, and the door of the wooden house opened. Open up, "Go, do what you have to do."

Rose looked outside the door, and the shrouded fog surged, automatically separating a passage.

She stood up and walked to the door. When she reached the door, she turned her head and bowed slightly to Miss Witch who was sitting on the floor of her wooden house.

"Goodbye, Miss Witch."

Hearing Rose's voice, the red-haired witch waved her hand.

"Iris Flavissima."

She spit out a string of strange and ancient syllables, which made Rose slightly dazed.

"This is my name, Yelich Flavisima," the witch laughed. "Goodbye, Roslinda."

Saying so, she waved her arms more vigorously.

Before Rose could reply to her words, layers of mist gathered again, covering the space between Rose and her.

Thick mist had surrounded three sides, and Rose reached out to touch it, as if stopped by something soft.

Not even magic can pass through.

The fog was everywhere, leaving only the way forward.

Didn't even have time to say goodbye again.

Rose let out a breath, and continued to walk forward, only to be belatedly aware that she seemed to have seen her somewhere.

The name Yelich Flavisima also seemed familiar.

I just can't remember it.

But the slight sadness that didn't come from my heart didn't seem to be fake.

As we continued to walk forward, the fog became thicker and thicker.

Soon, Rose saw a bunch of stumbling figures appearing in the fog ahead.

Those are the mercenaries I saw before.

It was only then that Rose realized that the surrounding fog seemed to be able to not only block people's sight and perception of magic power.

She walked over quickly and found that including Dorothy, they were all lying on the ground.

But after careful inspection, the lives of these people were not in danger, and even Dorothy seemed to be sleeping peacefully and peacefully.

Even the defensive magic, the Scepter of Eden and the Magic Cube left by Rose to Dorothy were not touched.

Because it really wasn't an attack, and it wasn't doing Dorothy any harm.

But this also reflects a little bit...

Rose's previous speculation about the relationship between this "Black Lake Mire" and that witch named Ye Lixi was not groundless.