The target Vest is the ultimate boss

The witch Heri used a teleportation array buried in the sand to bring Sid into the uppermost attic of the castle.

The iron fence is entangled with thorns with black roses, and the bleak moonlight is cut into shining prisms by gaps.The seat and the floor are covered with a layer of smooth material, which looks like the skin of a toad or a penguin. There are glass bottles full of strange animal eyes in the wooden cabinet. You can faintly hear the panting of the huge beast coming from downstairs. .

Sid refuses to think about what pets the Undead Witch would have.After coming to this room, he only felt his scalp itching.

Harry floated behind him into the attic, his gaseous tail circling around the thorns.

She said, "Sit down, please. Would you like black tea, or coffee?"

Sid didn't choose either.

If he drank the witch's drink, Canias would not even buy him apple juice and milk in the future.

If it is red wine, it can also be considered.

The transparent witch pursed her lips.She floated into a coffin facing the door.

Sid heard the howl of the wooden owl on the door, and a beautiful young woman stepped out of the coffin.

A giant tortoise crawled out of nowhere.The witch held a pipe in her hand, and leaned lightly on the turtle shell. Her fat three-cornered hat covered half of her face, as if the skin polished by a carving knife had been smeared pale, and her lips were as red as blood.

She looks only 30 or 500 years old, but her actual age is more than [-] years old.

A rotten stench drifted over from all directions.Behind that glamorous mask, there are countless folds covered with maggots.

Harry sat in the shadow of the brim of his hat, carefully looking at the Son of Light.As a dark race with at least a name, she could sense the huge energy contained in that bone whistle.

It's not easy.

That creature was willing to give the bones to the human cubs. It seemed that he had stamped him as his property early on.

However, this is the best way.

The witch snapped her fingers.Sid saw a puff of smoke envelop her fingertips.

Sid took a step back calmly, realizing that the source of the smoke was himself.

His mask and hair dye turned into small liquid droplets, which faded away with the twitch of the witch's fingertips, revealing his original appearance.

Hurry smiled softly, squeezed the cigarette holder, and pushed the gray smoke aside.Standing under the clear light cast by the black rose window, the holy son with silver hair and golden eyes seemed out of place in the dark attic.

But she somewhat understood why Cañas Olde loved this cub so much.

Not only because of the attractiveness of the Seed of Light itself.This child is very charming, just like the silver rose in the forest of elves, just standing here makes people want to lock him up and crush him.

"I like your hair, it's like a starry sky, it reminds me of my young self." The witch opened her eyes wide to the window, her red pill-like eyes couldn't see through her emotions, "Take your hair for a song about your knight Prophecy, how about it?"

"...a prophecy poem?"

Hurley explained patiently: "This is the bottom of the box for our group. Alder should have told you about it."

Not only did Alder and Sid talk about it, Sid also read this passage in a library book.

After sacrificing [-] souls, the Undead Witch will get a chance to compose a song of prophecy from the source of power of the race.

Although there is a high probability - stupid humans will not understand what these witches are writing.However, according to necromology experts, judging from the valid historical samples in several chapters, the witch's prophecy poems have an accuracy of 90.00%.

While Sid was pondering, the giant tortoise under Heri poked its head out.The Undead Witch raised her eyebrows, waved her pipe, and the thin smoke formed a curtain of illusion.

The person behind the scenes was Cañas who was walking towards the castle.

The moonlight shone through the oriel windows into the red brick corridor, and the handsome faces of the paladins were stained cold and gloomy.

This nocturnal monster has been angered by the witch's self-inflicted behavior.

Sid pinched the bone whistle in the palm of his hand behind his back.Through the scorching temperature conveyed by his palm, he could clearly understand how terrible anger was suppressed under Kanas' calm expression.

You have to explain it when you go back.

Hopefully, Canas will still be able to listen then.

"Your knight is coming up soon," the witch clapped her hands briskly. "In order to prevent our conversation from being overheard, we will make it a little more difficult for him."

Sid heard the clink of bricks and stones, and the moonlight streamed through the window bars like sand.Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the floor under his feet began to move.

The old castle is the witch's toy building blocks, and she can adjust the structure as she likes.

The attic on the top floor was moved to the place furthest from Canhas.

Hurley is well aware that this is only a temporary solution.With the strength of Canias, he can quickly detect his tricks and find out a way to crack them.

The Son did not express refusal or consent.But if the Holy Son is willing to follow her, it means there is room for negotiation.

For half a year, the witch has been observing Sid Chelt through the crystal ball in the castle.If Sid hadn't come to the door himself, she would have called Sid here from the imperial capital.

The Son cherished his hair, a symbol of many of his memories, and Cañas understood that.

——If she caused trouble, I don't know what kind of wonderful reaction the two of them will have.

Harry said unhurriedly: "Everyone has troubles, me too, and you too——your coming-of-age ceremony is coming soon."

This gets to the point.

Sid frowned and asked solemnly, "How do you know?"

He is very sensitive to the word "rite of passage".That's why he's here.

At that time, what the Undead Witch whispered in his ear was this sentence:

Even if I eat you by chance, I will be torn to pieces by your father.

Why did Heri know that his father is not Prouvel, but the God of Darkness?

In the eyes of the Dark Guild, he is the tribute of the Father.He just had the best dinner ever.

——but only for a small number of people.

Just as in the eyes of most undead and demons, Sid Chelt is still the son of light who is a lifelong enemy.He is the secret of the dark guild, only the necromancers at the top of the guild and the Celt family will know.

But the witch Heri also learned the secret.

"It's okay to tell you. I have some friendship with the elves in the Dark Magic City. The guild has taken too much action recently. It is said that they are going crazy because they can't find their father."

The witch suddenly turned into a translucent form, and put her head close to Sid's forehead, which startled him.

She stared at the holy son who was pretending to be calm: "I chatted with an elder for a while, and then I used a fake prophecy song to set up a secret, demon-killing, high-ranking holy son, in fact—you, Yes, people on our side, am I right?"

Sid's pupils shrank.

In the dead of midnight, the witch's laughter was as shrill as a black cat howling excitedly when it found a mouse in the middle of the night.

Sid was dizzy from her laughter, barely stopped, but ominous black stars still danced in his vision.

The Undead Witch withdrew her head, half-truthfully relieved: "This is not something to be ashamed of, you were persecuted, and only the people of the Holy Court will condemn you for committing a crime. And the truth is exposed, no one will be ashamed. Well, I don't trade at a loss."

"...what are you trying to say?"

Harry hooked the corner of his mouth again.

The witch understood him far better than the Holy Son imagined. For example, when she coldly interrupted others, she was actually very anxious.

What is he worrying about now?

The paladin in sheep's clothing in the distance?Or is it your own situation?Afraid of being exposed?

There was a green light in her eyes, which was a sign of the undead witch's high spirits.Evil species always take pleasure in teasing their prey.

The witch smiled lowly: "If your knight hears this news... If I guess right, you seem to be a pure and clean boy in his heart. No stains—yes, no, any, stains."

The Holy Son hung his head, and the floor was covered with moldy carpets.

He tried his best to adjust his breathing so that he didn't look so embarrassed.He felt the pain dragging down his breathing tube to his lungs.

Hearing those few words that Hurry emphasized, he almost rushed out the door.

The witch's words were like a high-heeled shoe with a sharp blade, dancing the most vicious dance on the bulge of his heart.It was obvious that he had seen through his wound, but he still opened it up clearly, wishing that everyone could see it.

He didn't want Cañas to see that side of him.He wanted to leave the most perfect impression in Kanas' heart.

"The Holy Son of Light is actually a running dog of the Dark Guild", this kind of truth is best that Kanas will never discover in his life.

This is Sid's deepest secret.

But now it was pulled out by Hurley, and fell to the ground, bloody.

It took Sid a long time to sort out the overwhelming emotions.

"Is this about you?" he asked.

The Undead Witch still had that gentle look, as if she didn't know how much her words had caused waves in the other party's heart.

"Yes, this really has nothing to do with our transaction." She kindly reminded, "I just want to warn you. Even with the closest person, you have to keep a secret or two. When that day comes, you will get the information from his Disappear under the eyelids, and you can become the eternal red rose in his heart. This is the best ending, and it is also the suggestion of those who have experienced it."

Sid closed his dry eyes.

After a long time, he said softly, as if his soul had been sucked dry: "I agree."

The witch seemed taken aback by his endless words, paused for a moment, and asked with a smile, "You mean a deal?"

The Holy Son of Light looked at her and stretched out his palm. The light elemental spirit condensed into complicated runes in his palm. The bright light almost made the Undead Witch shed tears.

Sid's eyes were marked with a six-pointed star: "I swear, Harry. I swear that you will not cheat me in this transaction."

He heard from Kanias that Heli, the undead witch, was a ghost who had stayed in this castle for hundreds of years.In terms of experience and wisdom, Sid felt inferior to her.

But the contract spell could at least guarantee that he would not be deceived.

and safely back to Canias.

When Kanas saw the Son of Light walking down the stairs, he was almost on the verge of rage.

Only he himself knows how close he is to that night in Devil's Valley.