Witch Special

Under Lin Zhenxi's gaze, after about half an hour, Belladir finally reunited with her sisters.

The three sisters' appearances were very different from those of the other ordinary Alien Clan members, making it almost impossible to mistake them. Lin Zhenxi immediately recognized that the other two Alien Clan members with flaming red hair were Belladir's older and younger sisters.

Aside from their different looks, the three of them were almost identical in every way. They had the same healthy complexion, the same bright eyes, the same curvaceous figure, and even their staffs...

No, the staff is different. After being transformed by Lin Zhenxi, Belladir's staff has been upgraded from a rubbish blank weapon to a grade that is above excellent but less than rare. If Belladir can develop the water-making function of this staff and make it a source of water for the Alien Tribe, its grade may continue to rise. After gathering the faith of the Alien Tribe and the Orcs, it is not impossible for it to be upgraded to a legendary weapon.

Of course, due to material limitations, the legendary level is probably the limit of this staff, because it is only worthy of becoming a legend and is far from enough to carry the weight of an epic.

If it were the Alien Tribe during the Dragon War, they might have been able to produce an epic magical item. But the Alien Tribe of today, with their civilization cut off and collectively ignorant, had a bleak future and was on the brink of extinction. They simply had no ability to create a new epic.

In addition to the difference in their staffs, the three sisters of the Different-Faced Clan also have significant differences in appearance.

The second daughter, Belladir, has a gentle and kind personality. Appearance reflects the heart, and her face is the softest.

The eldest sister, Elta, has a pair of deep blue eyes, but her eyebrows are raised. She looks very serious and seems not to be easily messed with, which makes people subconsciously want to keep a certain distance from her.

As for the younger sister, Skulti, she looked like a child who hadn't fully grown up, her face still brimming with childishness. But she possessed a pair of crimson eyes that contrasted beautifully with her short hair, as if a flame were burning within them. If the flame within her were unleashed, it might just burn everything around her to ash.

Of the three sisters, the eldest has long, wavy hair that resembles billowing waves of fire when it dances in the wind. The second-in-command, Belladir, has hair that fanns beautifully when it swings, like a cloak of flame draped behind her. As for their youngest, Skulti, her hair is short and shimmers like flaming stardust.

Anyway, they all have their own characteristics, so when the three sisters got together, Lin Zhenxi was even dazzled and didn't know which one to look at.

The other two sisters were speechless with shock at seeing their sister's drastically changed appearance. They saw each other all the time, so they probably knew everyone's appearance better than the person herself. After all, you need to look in the mirror to know what you look like, but you only need eyes to see what others look like.

Just yesterday, Belladir was just like them, dirty, smelly, and covered in dust. How come she became so beautiful that she seemed to be glowing after just one day of not seeing her?

Moreover, Beladir smelled very pleasant, completely different from the foul smell on them.

Loving beauty and cleanliness should be the instinct of every intelligent creature. No one likes to make himself ugly and smelly. Even if he has to do so under the circumstances, he will definitely have a yearning for beauty and hygiene in his heart.

And now, this beauty has become a reality for her sisters, which makes the other two sisters curious about Belladir's adventures. They want to know what she encountered to become so beautiful now.

To put it simply, break some off for me too!

Belladil had no intention of hiding anything from her sisters. The three sisters had been able to support each other through such a harsh environment because of their unconditional trust and mutual support. Furthermore, Lin Zhenxi had no intention of asking Belladil to hide anything. She had never told Belladil that she was not allowed to reveal her existence.

Therefore, Beladil could tell his sisters about his adventure with peace of mind. This bizarre experience made the two sisters from the Alien Tribe open their eyes wide, their eyes full of disbelief.

But looking at Beladil's current appearance, the staff in Beladil's hand, and the hair accessories in Beladil's hair, they had to admit one thing, that is, what Beladil said was true. She really met a mysterious and kind female magician who was willing to help them get rid of the predicament they were facing now.

"Beladier, is that magician you mentioned really in this ornament of yours?" Elta, the eldest sister, gazed longingly at the exquisite four-leaf clover headdress in Beladier's hair. The three sisters couldn't even put together a complete outfit, let alone jewelry. Seeing how Beladier's entire demeanor had changed thanks to that one hair ornament, Elta was actually envious.

Beladir nodded, raised his hand to lift his hair, held up the four-leaf clover hair ornament, and said, "That should be it. Lin Zhenxi told me that she can use this green thing called a hair ornament to contact me."

"I don't live in this hair accessory. It just has two functions: collecting sound and playing sound." Lin Zhenxi's voice suddenly came out from the hair accessory, scaring all three sisters.

"Wow, the hair accessories are talking!" exclaimed Skulti, who seemed to have the youngest mental age.

Lin Zhenxi ignored the clamoring Skulti and instead targeted Elta. Within their small group of three sisters, while Belladir was the one who communicated with outsiders, the real decision-makers were their eldest sister, Elta. After Lin Zhenxi left the underground and moved above ground, she would undoubtedly have to deal with these orcs.

Anyway, among the Alien-Faced Tribe, Lin Zhenxi only plans to communicate with these three Alien-Faced spellcasters who look a little more normal. As for the other Alien-Faced Tribe members whose brains have not yet been opened, she will ignore them as wild animals.

So Lin Zhenxi introduced herself: "Hello, two sisters of Beladir, although you can't see me, I am watching you."

Hearing that Lin Zhenxi was watching them, the three sisters immediately looked around suspiciously. However, the Eye of Truth that Lin Zhenxi had set up was not only invisible, but also placed at a high altitude, making it impossible for them to detect Lin Zhenxi's means of monitoring them.

"Stop looking around. You look stupid right now."

"But if you don't even show your face, how can we trust a person who hides his true identity?" Elta frowned, a river-shaped wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows, and asked Lin Zhenxi in a very dissatisfied tone.

Why does Elta speak so directly and aggressively? Does she usually speak so harshly?

"Well... you might be unhappy if I speak too bluntly, but the reason why I don't appear in front of you directly is because the smell over there is too bad, and I really don't like it." Lin Zhenxi didn't give Elta any face.

"What did you say!?"

When Elta heard that Lin Zhenxi actually disliked their smell, her eyebrows stood up and the long wavy hair behind her immediately ignited flames.

It was really burning, Lin Zhenxi even saw the flames.

Their hair really can catch fire. Lin Zhenxi always thought that the colors just looked bright.

"Sister, Lin Zhenxi is telling the truth. Look at me now. She washed me inside and out before talking to me. I have never been so clean." Beladil held her sister, who was literally furious, and said softly.

Looking at her second sister, who now looked completely different from her and her younger sister, Elta's anger at being belittled slowly faded. They had simply been in this environment for a long time and were accustomed to the smell, but they also knew how unpleasant their own body odor was. Lin Zhenxi's direct criticism of this had inevitably caused them some embarrassment.

"Okay, we stink, I admit it. Is that enough for you? Beladir, I don't like someone who won't even show her face. You don't want to have any contact with her anymore. Do you understand?"

"Sister..." Beladil looked very anxious, but she was used to listening to Elta's opinions, so she finally shut up and said nothing more.

But Lin Zhenxi's favorite thing is to confront these self-righteous people who are actually nothing. Does Elta really think that the initiative is in her hands now? How interesting.

Lin Zhenxi's voice was heard again from the hair accessory on Beladil's hair. Unless Beladil was willing to throw away this little gadget that could keep her clean, she would be no different from being tied up by Lin Zhenxi.

"Interesting! You seem so confident, as if you've already managed to protect your sister and your people from the Fang Mercenaries. If that's the case, then you truly no longer need me. However, all I see is a reckless, brainless little girl. If you reject my offer and your entire clan becomes Gragul's slaves, can you truly shoulder the responsibility?"

"I... this is our business, and there's no need for an outsider like you to interfere! Besides, who can guarantee that you won't do anything bad to us like Gragul did!" Elta's attitude wavered, but like a barking puppy hiding behind cracked glass, she was still aggressive towards Lin Zhenxi.