One afternoon after spring, on the third floor of an apartment building by the Vis River.

An old woman in a robe was sitting comfortably on a chair on the balcony, and at the same time raised the teacup in her hand and said outside the balcony:

"Mr. Ronald, this kind of machine-processed tea basically does not taste like the rust I expected, and it is completely different from what I thought before."

Immediately, on the balcony next to the Great Witch, Ronald, who had excellent hearing, heard this exclamation.

Leaning entirely back on his newly purchased chaise longue, he replied nonchalantly:

"This ...... Probably the tea manufacturing technology is better. ”

As soon as the words landed, the great witch next door replied happily:

"I really like the tea leaves in Springs."

"Mr. Ronald, let's ask those friends downstairs to buy us some other brands of tea."

Ronald lay on the chair and didn't even get up, but just tilted his head slightly, and immediately saw a man who had been fishing by the river stood up and disappeared into the distance of the riverbank.

Don't think about it.

Hearing the words of the great witch and offering help around, the investigators have already set off to buy tea.

Raising the book in his hand and turning the page, Ronald immediately sighed:

"Lady Teresa, you're really a good person."

The Great Witch replied at once:

"It's a rare time for me to come here."

“……”

It's also a bit strange to say.

Ever since she arrived in Springs, the Great Witch had no intention of going out, and spent the day chatting with herself in the apartment.

This kind of behavior is as if she has given up the mission of pursuing the [Primordial Witch Society] and intends to retire in this city.

In this way, there is a conversation full of life with the big witch.。

Ronald's gaze shifted to the book in front of him again.

As the main force to monitor the Great Witch, he naturally could only stay at home with the other party, but fortunately, the purpose of joining the [Book Research Society] was not affected. Every day when she commutes to work, Mully helps Ronald bring a borrowed book from the library on time.

For example, the "Grande Fairy Tales" he is reading now was selected by Miulie from the library last night.

After reading a little bit, Ronald had to admit the professionalism of Miao Li, a member of the [Book Research Society].

After he proposed to learn about the history of the mysterious past, Mully did not find Ronald the kind of long-established travelogue or personal autobiography, but chose such a fairy tale that was published quite close to the present, and even the author was still alive.

If ordinary people read it, they will only think of this fairy tale as an interesting book at most, but for someone like Ronald who is studying the mysterious side of history, many of these things become very valuable.

For example, this paragraph.

——[After twenty-seven days and nights, under the guidance of the gods, the warriors rushed out of the twelfth gate of the Alpine Castle and returned to the world again! After rescuing the next young and beautiful aristocratic girl from the beast, the girl fell in love with the warrior and was willing to follow him all the way, no matter what difficulties she faced. 】

This paragraph is actually a true portrayal of the story of a mysterious person.

In a previous book, Ronald had learned about a mysterious side stronghold known as the Alpine Fortress. In the Dark Ages, it was the most important academy system for human spellcasters, represented by twelve impenetrable gates.

And the last record of this place was shattered in an unprecedented battle.

Now look at the myth that says, 'Warriors are guided by the gods.'"

With some bold associations, Ronald may have been able to guess some of the things of the Dark Ages.

But just then, a voice gradually approached Ronald from the balcony:

"Yo, it's a Grande fairy tale."

"Ronald, are you still interested in this kind of thing?"

“……”

In silence, Ronald looked up.

Even though he had been with the big witch for a while, he still didn't expect the other party to do such a thing.

With a kind smile on his face, he controls his aging body.

The Great Witch, the leader of the Twelve Witches school and the owner of the original canon, was hugging the wall on the balcony and then moved tremblingly towards Ronald.

The body, which seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind, was now moving with all the strength of its body.

Smack-

“……”

In silence, Ronald closed the book in his hand.

Although the man was still lying in his chair and did not get up, his fingers were ready.

As soon as the Great Witch's foot slipped, he would activate the power of the 'Arch Angel' and bring back the clothes that were hanging on the balcony to wrap the guy.

But Ronald still had to worry about it in vain.

Even though she was sixty or seventy years old, the eyes of the great witch were still bright, and her steps did not slip due to old age and weakness. Moving towards Ronald step by step, she actually walked over smoothly.

"Whew-"

"That's exciting."

Successfully jumped to Ronald's side, the big witch sat back without caring about the image, and just gasped and chatted with Ronald:

"If it's those little girls or investigators in front of me, they will come up to help as soon as they see my movements."

Ronald shrugged his shoulders and then picked up the book and opened it again:

"But I'm not a little girl, and I'm not an investigator."

"I'm here just to cope with my job."

Hearing Ronald's nonchalant tone, the big witch smiled even more.

Rising from the ground with two breaths of relief, she walked straight up to Ronald and set her eyes on the book in his hand.

After following her gaze with interest for a while, the great witch spoke:

"A lot of the content of this fairy tale is based on the history of our side."

"To be able to hold an original book at such an age, would Ronald be interested in these things?"

Ronald wrinkled his nose slightly.

But there was nothing unpleasant about it, and he didn't hide the thoughts of others.

So, Ronald generously replied to the other party:

"I need to know a lot about the past now, and there's something about that era."

“……”

Hearing such an answer, the big witch's eyes lit up.

I saw her raise her hand and wave it simply, and a real breeze carried a chair in Ronald's house to the balcony.

She sat down with a natural expression, and then the great witch continued:

"I'm pretty good at that, isn't Mr. Ronald going to ask for advice?"