The witch's gray-gray hair showed a pair of yellow eyes, looking at Roger like a viper, her eyes rolling, but before she could speak, a voice came from behind her.

"I like his voice and honesty, give him to me!"

Following his gaze, Roger noticed that the witch's back was high up, revealing a strange face on the protruding hump.

"Shut up, you bitch!"

"Look at your ugly look, you only have one mouth left, are you going to eat her?"

"Give him to me, give him to me!"

"I like young men, especially their kidneys......"

"It's delicious!"

"Leave her alone, let's move on."

The witch waved her hands.

Although she was unclothed and looked dirty and old, her hands were surprisingly young, but there were striking stitching marks at her elbows.

The hands clearly did not belong to her.

"Pure fairy of the woods, tsk."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"A strange sword has recently appeared near the village, it has been stuck in a bulging mound, and all those who tried to draw their weapons fell into a coma after returning to the village."

"Some people have even lost their lives as a result."

"Do you know anything about this, about this sword?"

"Oh, a weird sword."

"I've seen him."

Roger noticed that the woman in front of him was talking about him and not about it when she described the weapon.

"That sword is alive?" Roger asked suddenly.

"Young man, your concept is too narrow, everything in this world is alive, even my hump can hold a face, what else is impossible?"

Roger opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to refute the woman in front of him.

"Stay away from that sword, and kill all the people who have touched the sword, if it's too late, the disaster should be avoided."

"Are you crazy? Kill everyone?! ”

Glovy clearly couldn't accept it.

"Isn't there one already dead?"

"There are four left, kill the remaining four, and you can solve the current trouble."

"By the way, please be sure to burn all the corpses, not even the bones and slag."

"Waste, this is wasteful!"

The faces on the witch's hump cried out, "Give me their corpses, and I can make a thick pot of soup." ”

"Well, it's delicious!"

"Shut up, you idiot!"

"That's all my advice."

The witch concluded.

"Is there no other way?"

"Destroy that weapon, for example!"

Goulëll clearly couldn't accept the witch's offer.

"Oh, sweet little fairy, you don't know what you're up against, do you?"

"That's no ordinary weapon."

"I used to look at him from afar."

"There are so many souls wrapped around the sword that it is terrifying, and if you release them all, the whole sky will become dull."

"If I'm not mistaken, this weapon should belong to the Headless Horseman Rams."

"Lovely little fairy, you must have heard the name, 100 years ago, where Rams rode on it, the village collapsed, the forest burned, and the land was laid blank."

"Now that his weapon is here, maybe he's wandering around the area."

The woman showed a faint smile, and there was a hint of anticipation and excitement hidden in the smile.

"Headless Horseman Rams?"

"It can't be, both he and his master have been cast out of this world and will never come back."

Gorville retorted.

"Who's right?"

"After all, a hundred years have passed, and anything can happen."

"Alright, it's time to tell you everything."

The witch looked up and looked at the sky through the gaps in the leaves.

"It's getting late, you should go back, or ......"

His gaze swept over Roger.

"Some people are willing to stay with me, a lonely woman."

Roger chuckled dryly.

"Next time, next time I'll bring my friends along, and I think there are some issues that you can have a good exchange."

Roger excused.

Well, Henrik is a cold guy and might really want to try it.

"I'm looking forward to it."

The witch grinned, and although she had long legs, they were connected in the middle and could not be separated.

He couldn't walk like a normal person, so he could only jump to the thatched hut behind him.

"Let's go."

Grave was written gravely on her immature face as she said as she took out a box and placed it on a tree stump not far away.

Then he turned and left.

"Is everything she says true?"

On the way back, Roger asked.

Gorvy nodded.

"Mountain girls never lie, and that's what I'm worried about."

"Although they are ugly, if they don't take the initiative to attack, they are still more friendly to travelers."

"And ......"

Gorway glanced at Roger.

"Don't make promises to mountain maidens, they will take it seriously, they were born from the dirt, and no one knows how they reproduced, but few things in the forest can escape their eyes."

"So if you ask them next time, remember to bring your friends along."

Roger's mouth opened wide.

"And that kind of rule?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Seeing Roger's gaze falling on her, Govi immediately understood something, "Don't try to deceive them. ”

"When you made the promise, you actually had someone in mind, and they knew about it."

"So next time, bring that friend you just thought of with you."

"Unless you're never going to be here."

"But I deeply doubt it."

Gorway rubbed her hands in pain.

It seems that when she met the mountain girl before, she also made some promises.

And the wooden box she presented today should be the items she had promised.

"I hope so."

Roger sighed, but his mind was on something else.

"If you confuse Henrik with the seal of the Axes......"

"No, no."

"He's my best friend."

Roger clenched his fists.

But then his brow furrowed.

"yes, he's my best friend, make a little sacrifice for me......"

"Probably nothing, right?"

At this time, Henrik, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly shivered in the broadcast gymnastics of love.

His back was inexplicably cold, and he rubbed his somewhat dry eyes, "Is it too often?" ”

"Hey......"

"This acting president is too tired to do."

"When I'm done with this, I'd better go find Roger."

"Without my care, he must have had a hard time."

Roger and the others walked the way they had come to the village, and the sun was thinning and the woods were getting dark.

But before they could get close to the village, there was a fire in the distance.