Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

She was going to find Charles.

……

Charles was easy to find.

He is now most likely free, just like Rachel, and is undergoing further examination somewhere in the White Tower.

The White Tower has many floors, each with its own function. There are even many miniature worlds attached to the floors, like fruits on trees.

It can even be said that if the areas of all floors of the White Tower and those miniature worlds were added together, they would not be inferior to Diesel who was exiled to the starry sky.

Logically speaking, it is quite difficult to find someone in such a huge white tower.

But this was not difficult for Rachel.

Although she left the White Tower shortly after it was built and went into seclusion in the Sea of ​​Forest, she still had the authority to call upon some of the magic arrays inside the White Tower. In this way, she quickly found Charles, who was undergoing further physical examination somewhere in the White Tower, and came to the teleportation point closest to Charles through the teleportation array.

But when she stood in front of the door and was about to push it open, she hesitated.

How should she face Charles?

A witch? Or a priest?

And how would Charles feel about her who had deceived him?

Should I forgive her unconditionally, or should I be so angry that I intend to punish her severely?

She was not afraid of either of these two ways of handling the matter. She was only afraid... she was only afraid that Charles would be disappointed in her, alienate her, and treat her as a stranger from then on.

——She was afraid that Charles would not want her.

Logically speaking, this possibility was very small. She knew Charles, and Charles must still like her! Otherwise, he would not have protected her like that under Donald's sword.

But what if?

just in case……

The stupid witch's rationality and sensibility began to quarrel again, just like when she was with Diesel. She was worried and anxious, raised her hand and put it down, hesitating for a long time whether to push the door to see Charles.

At this moment, the door was opened from the inside.

Charles' face appeared in front of Rachel, and she was caught off guard and their eyes met.

"..."

The air fell into an awkward silence.

The first to give in was Lacele. She felt guilty and didn't dare to look Charles in the eye, so she looked away. But she didn't want to be at a disadvantage, so she was the first to ask:

"How are you...?"

The awkward silence was broken.

Charles was stunned for a moment, staring at Lacie's crystal earlobe that was turning red again, and couldn't help but smile.

"I'm fine. The doctor said I'm fine and not contaminated. The injuries I sustained in Lentiheim are almost healed."

The usually sharp-tongued Lacie suddenly ran out of words and only replied dryly:

"so……"

"What about you?" Charles scratched his head, "Are you okay?"

Upon hearing this, Lacele immediately raised her voice to prove to Charles that she was in good health and enjoyed everything she ate:

"Me? How could something happen to me? I'm fine!"

"I can rest assured that."

"Um……"

"..."

"..."

The two fell silent again.

Lacey almost fainted. She thought to herself, "Stupid brave pig! Can't you talk about something else? Even if you can talk about today's weather like the Ceylonese people do! Can you not just stand there like a piece of wood? ?

Perhaps because he heard her wish, Charles actually took the initiative to speak:

"You're okay... then I'm relieved... then I'll go back and rest."

Rachel nodded subconsciously and said:

"it is good."

Then she reacted immediately.

What a bull demon!

not good at all!

You are not allowed to go back to rest! Even if you want to go back to rest, you have to take her with you!

The witch's eyes could almost spit fire.

She still remembered it, clearly remembered that when they were in Diesel, Charles took out a ring and was about to propose to her. But because of the broken dream and the attack of the steam armor troops, the proposal was accidentally ruined.

The ring was also taken away by Charles, but how could he take back something that had already been given away?

She had to think of a way—

She had to get back the ring that already belonged to her!

[To be continued]

-

After saying goodbye to Lacie, Charles turned around and ran away, without giving Lacie a chance to stay.

Although……

Even if he stayed where he was, Lacie might not have the courage to ask him for the ring.

He turned and left, which gave Laciel an opportunity.

So Lacie followed him like a stalker, repeating to herself, "I'm not a stalker, I just want to get back what belongs to me."

In order to avoid being discovered, she even remembered to cast a stealth spell on herself.

Since the White Tower was filled with spells and magical artifacts, Charles had probably turned off the forbidden spells to prevent unnecessary accidents. Therefore, Lacie was able to follow him closely without being discovered by him.

In this way, the witch followed the brave man all the way to the residence arranged for him in the White Tower.

She saw the hero walk in and close the door.

"Click."

She was stopped outside the door.

Lacee tiptoed out and stared at Charles' door for a while, then once again faced the difficult decision of whether to knock or not.

But this time, Charles would not make the decision for her.

So after hesitating for a long time in front of Charles' door, Lacie was still undecided whether to knock on it.

By the end it was completely dark, and the fixed lighting spells on the corridor ceiling activated automatically.

Rachel finally made her choice.

Her choice was to go home in shame and wait until tomorrow.

Anyway, even if Ciel could run away, the ring couldn't. In a sense, the White Tower was her territory. Now that Ciel was in her territory, wasn't he just a piece of meat on the chopping board, ready for her to slaughter?

So don’t rush!

Take a hot bath first!

For the time being, Lacie returned to her residence in the White Tower.

After taking a comfortable hot bath, she changed into her nightgown, lay down on the bed, and decided to take a nap and go fight Charles when she woke up tomorrow.

But after closing her eyes, no matter how much she counted sheep, cleared her mind, or even suggested to herself, she could not fall asleep like usual - she couldn't sleep because of Charles and the ring.

Oh…the ring!

Oh my god…the ring.

Oh... Ring...

Lacey felt that her mind was full of rings, she was almost going insane! When she counted sheep, all the sheep turned into rings and circled around her; when she emptied her mind, the rings turned into the source of all things in the universe, trapping her.

She has probably been harmed by that damn ring, and she will probably be dependent on it for the rest of her life.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, so Lacie simply decided not to sleep.

She threw back the quilt, climbed out of bed, hesitated for a moment, and decided to go out for a walk to relax.

The White Pagoda is still brightly lit at night.

Most of the mages in the White Tower are night owls who sleep during the day and come out at night. For them, not sleeping for several days in a row is even considered commonplace. Therefore, on quite a few floors of the White Tower, there is no concept of turning off the lights at all.

Lacele didn't like floors that were full of light; she preferred a darker and quieter environment.

So she came to the living area and began to wander around aimlessly, thinking about how she could get the ring.

As she was walking around, she suddenly felt that the nearby scenery looked familiar, so she raised her head and looked carefully.

It would have been fine if she hadn't looked at him. Once she looked at him, she found out that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Isn't this near where Charles lives?

Her soul was wandering in the sky, but her body honestly brought her to the door of Charles' room.

What kind of thing is this?

The witch sighed and prepared to turn around and leave.

Her mind thought so, but her body didn't think so - for some reason, she not only didn't run away, but instead moved closer to the door.

She suddenly had an idea...she had a plan that was quite feasible!

It is well known that in the White Tower where spells are everywhere, Charles will take the initiative to turn off forbidden spells.

Even if Charles' perception was sharper after he lost the forbidden spell, he probably wouldn't be able to detect her who was protected by the concealment spell - so she could just cast a concealment spell on herself, then sneak into Charles' room and steal the ring!

"But what if we get caught?"

She thought again.

In the middle of the night, a man and a woman were alone, and she was wearing a thin nightgown and walked into the trap. What would happen...

The result is self-evident. She will be... probably turned into a cream puff.

"There are so many chances!" the witch thought again, "Besides, Ciel is so honest, how could he do... that kind of thing?"

can you?

probably not.

Absolutely not!

Inexplicably, Lacele suddenly became convinced of her plan.

She did not hesitate, and even had some unspeakable expectations.

After casting a concealment spell on herself, Miss Witch carefully used the authority given to her by Old Den to "open" the door of Ciel's room.

There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, but she was a witch with eyes that could see through the darkness, so she felt like a fish in water.

She closed the door quietly, tiptoed from the doorway to Charles' bed, and stood there, looking around, trying to find Charles's coat - she didn't even have to guess, Charles must have put the ring and the jewelry box in that coat.

But after searching for a long time, she still couldn't find Charles' coat.

Did he go to bed without taking off his clothes?

With such doubts, the witch lowered her head and looked at Charles who was lying on the bed and still sleeping soundly.

She was right, Charles didn't seem to notice her presence.