After breakfast, Sean went downstairs to inspect the territory.

After returning, I went to the training ground for a walk.

When I arrived at Morris' barracks, I found that the door was closed tightly, and there was no movement inside. I shouted a few times in a tentative manner, but no one responded.

He couldn't help but frown and left.

"Will Morris go crazy?" Sean was a little worried.

Before I knew it, another day passed.

Morris still didn't go out.

It has been two days and one night. If you don’t eat or drink for so long, Sean can’t figure it out. This Knight God’s cultivation note really has such great magic power that can make a knight who is usually extremely steady so crazy?

But he didn't dare to disturb Morris easily. If Morris really entered the critical moment of breaking through the shackles like the legendary one and was disturbed like this, wouldn't all his efforts be wasted?

Forget it, everyone has their own fate.

What kind of results will be left to God.

In addition to worrying about Morris, Sean was also thinking about the cold and charming witch.

Except for the sudden appearance of her in the middle of the night last night, she didn't see her appear for the whole day today.

This made Sean very depressed.

"I have given you the secret method of darkness. Although there is only one page, you should also fulfill your obligation to protect."

Soon, it became darker again.

The entire Black Hawk territory was once again shrouded in darkness.

After dinner, Sean specifically told him that no one was allowed to disturb him without his own order.

After all, wizards are very sensitive in this world.

If there is a witch in your room and it is accidentally revealed, once you are targeted by the church, you will not be able to clean it even if you jump into the Yellow River.

At that time, I would not only be investigated and judged, but if the circumstances were serious, I would even be tied to a stake and burned to death by the church.

Therefore, no one can know about the witch, including the loyal Old John.

Suddenly, the temperature in the room gradually dropped, and the candlelight on the table began to shake and dim.

A black mist filled the house silently.

Sean knew very well that she was about to show up.

Sure enough, within three seconds, a thick black fog rolled in the northeast corner of the room, and a black shadow in a black robe appeared in front of him with a cold face.

However, the piece of her nose was still blocked by a cloud of black mist.

"Give me!"

Looking at her white and tender fingers that reached in front of her, Sean said unhappily: "If you want something, you know you want it. I haven't seen anyone all day..."

He kept muttering, but he still took out the second volume of the secret method of darkness and tore off the second page.

"For you, I think as a noble wizard, you should keep your promises and be more dedicated. If you don't protect me, if I die, you will get nothing."

The witch looked at him coldly, "How do you know I didn't protect you?"

Sean was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's the way."

At this time, a look of mocking appeared in the witch's beautiful eyes, "As a divine caller and a noble lord, you should be a believer of the Creation God Cult. Shouldn't you hunt wizards? Why do you think about dealing with me? You also want us wizards to protect you? It's ironic!"

Sean said with a look of distortion: "I personally hate the church very much, but I have always admired and admired you wizards very much. Oh, damn it, so I like wizards so much."

The witch's eyes became more and more contemptuous, "You are the most shameless noble I have ever seen."

Sean didn't care about her ridicule, "Whatever you say, you can protect me for a day, and I will give you a page of dark secrets."

The witch ignored him and took the page of dark secret technique, ready to disappear into the darkness.

The long night is long and there is no intention to sleep.

I finally met a wizard, so of course I couldn't let her leave like this. Stay there to chat, pass the boring time, and ask a few questions.

"Great Wizard Lady, as promised, you should stay and protect me."

The witch obviously didn't want to stay.

At this time, Sean had to use his ultimate move, and saw him tearing off a page from the dark secret technique, holding it in his hand and shaking it, "Ask some things, if you answer me a question, I will give you one."

The witch's charming body stopped for a moment, and then she came to Shawn again.

"I hope you keep your word!"

"Of course, I'm a nobleman."

Sean raised the paper in his hand and asked, "Who asked you to kill me last time?"

The witch answered expressionlessly: "A wizard assistant."

"Witcher Assistant?"

Sean frowned. When did he offend the wizard assistant? Thinking of this, he asked casually: "How old are you this year?"

The witch stared at him for a long time and said expressionlessly: "Twenty-two."

Sean was a little surprised and looked at her convex body again, "It's only twenty-two? I thought you were thirty-two? But you are so well developed, and your wizards' food is pretty good."

The witch pretended that she hadn't heard of such boring and vulgar topics and directly reached out and said, "Give it to me!"

"Take it."

Sean gave her the paper and tore off a page from the dark secret technique. Hearing that the dark holy book was torn up by the shameless guy in front of him, the witch felt her heart was bleeding. She forced herself to look at it because she was afraid that she would not be able to help but lose control.

Sean picked up another piece of paper and asked curiously: "Why are your wizards so poor in makeup skills and have to keep such long nails? The nails are so dark!"

The witch's eyes gradually became cold. She stared at him for a long time, and said with anger: "This is the tradition of a wizard's night walk!"

Sean shook his head, "Look at you wizards, they looked pretty good, they had to make you look like a ghost. No wonder the church wants to hunt you, even I don't like you..."

This despicable guy just said that he admired and liked wizards, but now he said such things.

Thinking of this, the witch's lungs were almost blown up, and she gritted her teeth and stared at Sean and said, "If possible, I want to strangle you to death now! Give it to me!"

Sean gave her the paper in his hand and then tore two more pages to her.

The angry witch was stunned for a moment and said with some surprise: "Why are there three pictures this time?"

Sean shrugged, "Your answer just now makes me very satisfied, so I'm a little happy, so I'll give you two more."

The witch's pretty face eased a little, and her disgust for this guy was reduced a little.

Staring at the second secret technique in his hand, this time, she took the initiative to say, "What else do you want to ask?"

Sean lowered his head and thought, "Where did you come from?"

The witch said: "Dark Forest!"

Tear... "For you."

Hearing that she said she came from the dark forest, Sean felt aroused and asked hurriedly: "Did you grow up there?"

The witch said expressionlessly: "No, I was taken into the dark forest ten years ago."

Tear... "Give it to you!"

"Then you should be very familiar with the dark forest, right?"

"certainly!"

At this time, Sean had already begun to have a plan in his mind, "Can you take me into the dark forest to find something?"

The witch sneered: "I just promised to protect you, and did not promise to be a tour guide for you."

"One!"

Sean raised a finger and smiled, "You take me into the dark forest to find something. In addition to a dark secret method to protect me every day, I will give you one more."

The witch turned her head aside and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Two!"

She still refused.

Sean smiled and said, "Three, no more, if you don't agree, forget it."

The witch turned her head to look at him, nodded and said, "Yes!"

Sean looked at the second volume in his hand and had already tore off more than a dozen pages. He couldn't tear it off like this anymore. He had to save some money.

Looking at her snow-white and smooth face, and then looking at the black mist covering her nose, Sean finally couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want to cover up the pig's nose? I think the red pig's nose looks good."

"asshole!"

After hearing what Sean said, the witch furiously turned her back on the spot.

The temperature in the room began to drop instantly, her hair was flying without wind, her pretty face was cold, and her crimson eyes were filled with cold evil spirits.

She stood up angrily, and the bone staff in her hand was flashing with strange blue light, and a ball of black mist was constantly brewing and spreading, and it could burst out at any time.
To be continued...