The dark rain clouds pressed towards the tree crown, and a black wind came. The forest was like an angry giant beast roaring thunder, and the animals disappeared, not daring to face the natural rage.

Eric, a tree man, looked at the sky, and the face of the already worried old man looked even more sad at this time. "There is an ominous breath coming from the wind, Corey, how are you there?"

"Everything is OK." Treeman Corey, who stood at the entrance of the forest, told his old guy: "Maybe you're... worried. There's nothing... wrong here."

"I hope." Eric muttered: "I always have a... ominous premonition..."

Before he finished speaking, a blood-colored whirlwind landed in front of Eric from the sky, and a stinking smell of rotten corpse came. With the whirlwind as the center, the green lawn was withered and yellowed with naked eyes, and Eric could clearly detect the death of the grass.

It's the magic of death!

Damn, he knew his premonition would not go wrong.

"Duodora, the undead witch, why are you here... doing?" The tree man looked cold and looked at the evil storm in disgust.

The fishing storm dissipated, revealing a woman. She was really a woman with a charming look, white teeth and red lips, and a slim figure. She looked charming when she glanced and smiled.

"Why can't I come here?" She pouted, with a natural silly silly. Unfortunately, the person standing in front of her was Eric, a real iron-hearted tree man, so her behavior was destined to not be able to reap the effect she wanted.

Eric sternly said: "You are not welcome here. Please hurry up and leave this forest!"

Duoduola curled her lips in disappointment and rolled her eyes, "Do you think I want to stay here? I'm here to find someone. The newly awakened witch, you give her to me, and I'll leave immediately."

‘A newly awakened witch? Could it be that human cub?’

While Eric was thinking, Le Jing pushed open the door and walked out of the tree. He smiled apologetically at the tree man: "Sorry, Eric, I think she is here to find Sophia."

Duoduola looked at the young human man who walked out of the tree man's body curiously. He had black hair and black eyes with an exotic aura. He was obviously an oriental. He was wearing a shirt and pants of strange styles, but it was not ugly. Instead, he looked slender and gentle.

But it was not the type she liked. She preferred a strong and handsome man, who was too slender and thin, and it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down.

Duoduola stared at the oriental youth and used a little charming technique habitually: "Who are you? I didn't feel any magic from you? When did the tree man have such a good temper and allow ordinary humans to live in his body?"

What surprised her was that this young man, who looked unmagical and not strong, looked calm and seemed to have not been affected by her charming skills at all.

"I think this has nothing to do with the purpose of your trip, ma'am?" The young man smiled calmly, "The sky doesn't look good. If you don't mind, can I ask you to sit in the house? Regarding the purpose of your trip, I just happened to have some questions to ask you." His eyes looked at Duoduola with a calm and clear look, without a trace of the lust and greed she used to seeing in the eyes of men, as if to him, Duoduola was not a beautiful witch, but an ordinary passerby.

This was the first time Duoduola met such a human being indifferent to her beauty, which made her feel a little unwilling to accept it. She put a strand of red hair hanging from her face behind her ears and showed a charming smile: "Of course." She walked towards the strange oriental man slowly, "I will never refuse the request of a handsome gentleman."

The size of the space in the tree man's body was undoubtedly beyond her expectations. This was undoubtedly a spacious and luxuriously decorated house. The walls were painted in unknown ways, as white and delicate as silk from the other side of the sea. It was already evening, but the room was as bright as day. Duoduola observed for a long time and found that it was the credit of a few white and bright sticks hanging on the top of the wall. Duoduola suspected that it was a rare magic lamp. What surprised her the most, or could be said to be awe-inspiring, was the full bookshelves in the room!

Every bookshelves is filled with colorful and exquisitely packaged books like works of art! Satan, she dares to say that even the royal family of their country may not have so many books! For wizards, knowledge is power, and the stronger the wizards have the more books they have. Therefore, Le Jing, who has so many books, has completely separated from the category of ordinary people in Duoduola's eyes.

Then Duoduola saw a black cat sleeping happily in the bookshelf.

Discovering Duoduola's burning gaze, the black cat raised his head and half opened the golden cat's eyes to glance at her, then yawned without interest and lay back.

That simple glance almost made Duoduola fall to the ground.

Abuse and evil devil!

And it's not an ordinary low-level demon!

This powerful magic fluctuation and the pressure emitted by the unconscious can tell at a glance that it is a high-level demon in hell!

This oriental man is definitely not an ordinary person! Duoduola thought firmly: Maybe he is a hidden wizard who has lived for a long time. The reason why she did not notice his magic fluctuations must be because he could hide his magic fluctuations. Old monsters like him who have lived for a long time always have some strange magic, which can also explain why he is not influenced by her charming technique.

Duoduola secretly thanked that she had not had time to do anything to this mysterious wizard. She put away her arrogance and sat down on the chair in a manner, looking at the oriental man sitting opposite her with a stiff and flattering smile: "I was so rude just now, I haven't introduced myself to you yet. My name is Duoduola, and I'm a witch in the undead. I don't know what you should call me?"

Le Jing was not surprised by her strong contrast between being arrogant at first and being respectful at the end.

According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, human needs are divided into five types from low to high like a ladder, namely: physiological needs, security needs, social needs, respect needs and self-realization needs.

The hobby of reading, which is too "luxury" in this era, is the self-realization need only the wealthy people of the upper class who meet their physiological needs, security needs, social needs and respect needs. In this era when many kings and nobles are illiterate and the publishing and cultural industries are very underdeveloped, it is undoubtedly necessary to collect so many books through the accumulation of generations of a family to obtain hundreds of years.

Books symbolize wealth and status, and this is also true in Chinese feudal society.

It can be said that Le Jing deliberately used this mentality. Fortunately, Duoduola maintained enough respect for him in the following conversation so that the conversation could be held in an environment where the two people were relatively equal.

"My name is Le Jing, and I come from the country over the sea."

Duodula exclaimed: "Do you come from the great empire that produced porcelain and silk that once conquered half of Europe?"

The Iron Cavalry of the Mongolian cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty once conquered half of the European continent, causing many Western countries to flee. So hundreds of years have passed. When it comes to the Ming Empire today, this European woman still thinks of the Iron Cavalry of Genghis Khan. Duoduola can know this history and is already a rare erudite person in this era. You must know that there are many civilians who don’t even know what the king of their country is called!

Seeing Le Jing nodding, Duoduola became even more awe-inspiring. She had already identified Le Jing as a powerful wizard from the mysterious ancient country of the East.

Le Jing's hands were intertwined and placed on the table, starting the topic: "I heard what you and Eric said. Can I know what you are doing when you are just awakened witch?"

Duoduola dared not hide it and told him in a slight way.

So that's it.

In response to the increasingly fierce witch hunting movement, the wizards did not sit idly by. The wizards formed alliances of all sizes and used various means to resist the atrocities of the Holy See and the people. At the same time, they also had the conventional rules. Whenever a little wizard awakens, any adult wizard in the area who senses the fluctuations of the awakening magic power is responsible for protecting and raising the little wizard.

The lawless and infamous undead witch half-set her eyes and said in great grief: "This is for the inheritance of the witch."

"The world is difficult, and as witches with profound magic, we should watch over each other and help each other. Therefore, any awakened wizard will be led by our adult witches to the gathering place of our witches, where the underage witches will receive traditional witch magic education."

"That child should be here with you. I felt her magic fluctuations." Duoduola looked at Le Jing sincerely and begged: "Please ask me to take her away. This place is too close to the human world. Of course, there is no problem with a powerful wizard like you, but the child cannot control his magic power. It is dangerous to stay here!"

The young man lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, then looked up at the woman who was worried about the fate of the witch, and said in a slow tone that made the woman anxious: "Before you let you take her away, I have a few questions to ask you."

Duoduola hid the anxiety in her eyes, and returned to her former charming appearance, and said in a coquettish way: "You said."

"You witches are born with magic power that is stronger than male witches, right?"

Duola straightened her chest and showed an arrogant smile: "Of course. We are Satan's darlings and are born to enjoy everything."

"That is to say, are you in a leading position in the magic world?"

Duoduola was rarely stuck. She lowered her head and played with her fingers uneasy: "Uh... this is not. You know, we women are naturally not good at politics and leadership, and this is better than what we do."

The young man smiled strangely, and his eyes looked at her full of pity: "This is a lie. It is a lie given to you women by men. What's ridiculous is that you clearly have such powerful power, but you believe it."

Duoduola blinked, a little confused: "Please forgive me, I don't know what you are talking about?"

The young man smiled again, and he stared at her, something seemed to be in his eyes: "Do you want to play a game?"

Duoduola was inexplicably scared: "What?"

He lowered his voice, and his clear and moist tone became more intriguing. "Snatch the power of the magical world from the hands of men, and then..." The young man raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Suppose the royal family of this country and establish a new country ruled by the witch."

Duoduola looked at the young man's calm eyebrows and weak body, slowly and slowly shivered.
Chapter completed!