While the black cat was crouching on the tree, watching with relish the proxy war between the rats and the bugs, in the same forest, in the other direction, the witch that the black cat had been tracking was standing in the ruins, silently waiting for something.

This is the ruins of a stone building, the dilapidated stone archway can vaguely see the appearance of the 'Lingxing Gate', and there are some remains of wooden frames around, but they also become dilapidated under the wind and sun, as if they will turn into fly ash when touched.

Farther afield, there are dry pools, arched bridges, stone temples, and vast expanses of lush pines and cypresses, standing silently deep in the ruins. The breath is deep and quiet.

Colmar clasped her hands in front of her abdomen, her body was straight, her eyelids drooped, her eyes looked at her nose, her nose looked at her heart, as if she was in a state of mind.

She didn't cross the threshold of the Lingxing Gate, but she didn't mean to leave.

In the depths of the secluded ruins, there were always a few scrutinizing eyes looming over the witch. These glances are not friendly, but they are not too malicious. At best, it was a bit of curiosity and confusion.

The witch didn't wait long outside the Lingxing Gate.

Soon, a shrill but old voice reached the witch's ears with the sound of squeaking wood: "...... What I said is absolutely true, how can you tell us rats about such an important thing as school winter hunting? You are also an old man on the island, don't do things that are quick for relatives and haters. ”

The voice that answered it was a little hoarse, but the speed of its speech was much faster: "O plague without vain, disaster without vain." I talked to a few old guys and found out that the prey that the school had prepared for the winter hunt last year was those gorillas, but those students were clever and replaced them with rat wolves, which caused disaster to my subordinates. You know how well-behaved they are on weekdays, and they can't even eat a fly...... As a result, during a winter hunt, dozens of cucumber eggs were killed by those cucumbers and eggs in the school!"

Although Colmar was still standing still, she quietly lifted her eyelids and peeked at it.

The previous old voice was the rat fairy sitting on the sedan chair walking slowly, its body was as fat as ever, and the rats who carried the sedan chair for it were as quiet as ever.

The latter hoarse voice belonged to a fist-sized guy, and it looked like a rat.

The creature was ochre-colored, with short and thick limbs, round ears and black eyes, and a body as fat as a rat fairy. It's just that, unlike the rat immortal, it doesn't have a tail and doesn't sit in a sedan chair. It squatted on the head of a ferret, its elbows propped up on its round ears, and looked absent-minded.

As he spoke, the honor guard of the two rats had already reached the threshold of the Lingxing Gate and stopped.

The rat fairy leaned over slightly, looked at the hamster-like guy sitting on the head of the stoat, patted the armrest, and comforted in a harmonious voice:

"You know, because of that, the adults at the school were busy, so they left the winter hunt to those young dolls. They have little experience, and it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes. ”

"Disaster without vain, disaster without vain. The fat hamster sighed and muttered, and looked up to see the young witch standing quietly in the doorway, as if she had found a cathartic point, and cursed in a low voice: "It's really not as good as the generation...... Confusing orangutans with rat wolves! These young people...... It's really not as good as the generation!"

Colmar stood expressionless, like a pillar of stone. But she was like a mirror in her heart. What the rat fairy and this strange hamster talked about before should have been about last year's winter hunt.

At that time, because the professors and senior staff of the school were busy with other important matters, the organization of the winter hunt was entrusted to the student council - Colmar was also in charge of the hunting part of the school.

It's just that I heard that some of the winter hunting activities outside the school went wrong later, which led to the early end of the entire winter hunt. But I don't know if the fork is talking to these two rats about the same thing.

While she was thinking, the hamster had already said goodbye to the rat fairy, sat on the ferret's head, cursed in a low voice, and disappeared into the depths of the silent forest.

The witch immediately reined in her composure and straightened up slightly.

The rat immortal did not leave immediately, but frowned, and sat on the light seat in contemplation. It took a long time before it raised its head, as if it had just noticed the presence of a witch.

"Just here?" its voice was as kind as ever, but its tone was a little muddled compared to before: "Sit, sit, don't stand...... You're so big now that you can't even see your head when you're standing. ”

Without saying a word, Colma sat cross-legged on the dirt floor, seemingly unconcerned about the mud and debris on the ground. The beard at the corner of the rat fairy's mouth trembled, as if smiling, but did not make a sound.

"It's still a bit high. It muttered, but didn't ask the witch to get down. But with its turbid breathing, the original body of a few inches in height slowly expanded, and it rose in a circle with one breath and one breath, and in a blink of an eye, it rose to more than half a meter, until it was almost at eye level with the witch, and then stopped.

The light seat under it also grew in size as it grew in size, and did not fall apart. On the contrary, the big rats in red vests carrying light public opinion around were crushed into the mud by the sudden change. It's just that those well-trained red vests didn't seem flustered because of this, but quickly adjusted their posture and stood obediently in place, not making a sound or immediately.

It's not the first time they've encountered this.

"It was an old friend who had been out there for a long time...... Well, there's always one that hasn't been back for more than ten years, so you don't know each other. A guy with a lot of energy, you can get to know each other when you look back. The rat fairy briefly told the witch what had just happened, looked at her, and said a little more love in his tone: "You too...... It's been a long time. ”

"I haven't been here since I entered college. Colmar's voice was calm.

"Uh-huh, that's right. The rat immortal turned his head to look into the depths of the forest in the distance, with a bit of memory in his eyes: "I think back then, when you got lost and came here for the first time, you were scared and cried...... I always thought I was a dark wizard and was going to take you to stew the soup. ”

The witch's face finally showed a hint of embarrassment.

"At that time, I was young and ignorant. She lowered her voice and looked left and right with a weak heart, and for a moment she completely lost the momentum of the vice president of the student council or the head of the eldest sister of Gini Hut.

"Hey, that's as if you're one hundred and eighty years old now. The rat immortal smiled and said, "In my eyes, there is no difference between you now and you more than ten years ago...... Well, except it's a little bigger. ”

The corners of Colma's mouth twitched, and the originally rigid poker face suddenly collapsed:

"You don't boast as much as you used to. ”