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

If Witch Thea were to be a riddler again, she would just explode with Witch Thea! byd She really couldn't stand the spiciness!

But Lao Deng's expression became strange.

She was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked a very strange question:

"How much time has passed since you left Lentiheim?"

Lacey didn't understand why Lao Deng suddenly asked this, but since Lao Deng asked, she calculated carefully and answered:

"I stayed in Diesel for almost half a month, and then stayed in the White Tower for almost a month after leaving Diesel. In addition, I made some preparations in Kangkel a few days ago..."

"About two months," she said finally.

"Two months..." Lao Deng's expression became more complicated, as if she had heard something ridiculous. She shook her head and spoke again hastily: "I'm afraid your trip to Victoria will have to be postponed."

"Why?" Rachel couldn't help asking, "Did something happen to Victoria?"

But she quickly realized that Old Deng wouldn't suddenly bring up Lentiheim for no reason.

So the reason for postponing the Victoria trip was Lentigheim?

Is there some emergency in Lentiheim?

The moment she had this thought, she heard Charles beside her asking her doubts:

"Is it Lentiheim? What's wrong there?"

"Um……"

Lao Deng smiled bitterly, which was almost unprecedented, and then told the two:

"Do you remember the delegation we sent to Lentiheim? Yesterday, they suddenly reported to me -"

"They said that the elves have completed the reconstruction of the starship..."

"They 'resurrected' their...mistress."

[To be continued]

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15. Welcome

"what?"

Lacey was dumbfounded.

She thought to herself, no, buddy.

Only two months have passed. In such a short time, the elves have rebuilt the starship?

From a microscopic perspective, two months seemed like a long time, long enough for Rachel and Charles to solve the anomaly in Lentiheim and then solve the anomaly in Diesel without stopping; but in the macroscopic scale of hundreds or thousands of years, what can two months do? It was not even long enough for the apes who had just come down from the trees and started walking upright to discover the magical effect of wildfire.

Lacele couldn't imagine how the elves could repair the starship that had already been shattered.

Are those guys all green-skinned guys in the guise of handsome men and beautiful women? When I was in doubt, I thought about it and used a hammer to knock on it, and the parts that were originally unable to continue working returned to normal.

The machine soul was very happy.

So the starship was resurrected.

This... is a bit too weird.

Lacele couldn't help but look at Charles.

Ciel also looked at her.

Obviously, although he didn't quite understand the technical details and how difficult it was to rebuild a starship, under the influence of Laciel, Charles also understood that no matter how simple it was for the elves who inherited the legacy of the Matron, it would never be possible to complete it easily in just two months.

There must be some reason that they don't understand.

Based on this speculation, Lacey asked Lao Deng:

"In addition to this news, did the visiting delegation bring back any other valuable information? For example, how did the elves rebuild the starship?"

Lao Deng shook his head:

"Unfortunately, although they participated in the reconstruction of the starship almost throughout the entire process, according to the temporary agreement they reached with the elves... they cannot disclose any technical details to us."

"This..." Lacier frowned, "How about I try to communicate with the elves instead?"

If you change someone, maybe there will be different results.

After all, when they left Lentiheim, they were given a lantern and a pocket watch by Lentiheim's governor Fuwena and the captain of the guard Mula respectively.

Those two tokens witnessed the rebirth of the elves and were also tokens of their friendship with the elves.

Just do it.

Lacey had just asked for Lao Deng's opinion, but before Lao Deng could respond, she asked again:

"Is it all right for me to use the communication spell to contact the visiting delegation from Lentiheim?"

Lao Deng glanced at her, then looked at the brave man standing next to her, and for some reason he suddenly sighed.

"It's all right," she replied, "at least for now."

Lacier, who was about to take out her wand to cast a spell, was stunned and a little confused:

"What do you mean 'at least it's okay now'?"

Isn’t the subtext of “It’s okay now” just “It might be okay in the future”?

Lao Deng replied:

"Last time, didn't we discuss that a tall and thin ghost appeared in the dream of the elves' mistress? Whether this means that Lentiheim has been strangely invaded remains to be seen. But no matter what, it's always right to prepare for the worst in advance. In order to prevent possible contamination, I ordered the visiting group to stay in Lentiheim and told them the truth."

"After that, the White Tower began remote monitoring of them, but after a period of observation, we did not find anything abnormal from them."

"But this is only the conclusion we can draw in the short term. Who can kill them all in one go and remain safe and sound? After all, Diesel's precedent tells us that people who have been contaminated and assimilated by the Slender Shadow can even maintain a normal state for decades."

Having said that, Lao Deng raised his hand a little tiredly and rubbed his eyebrows.

Perhaps that was why she looked so tired.

Lacie noticed this very carefully, and couldn't help wanting to care about Lao Deng, but she didn't know what to say.

She is really not good at caring for others, let alone expressing her feelings directly.

She would probably just say awkwardly, "You're so old and still working so hard. Be careful not to overdo it and end up dying."

This is her usual style.

But before she could say anything, Charles next to her suddenly scratched her palm gently.

Lacee was almost startled and instinctively turned around to look for Charles to settle the score, but she found that Charles was staring at her meaningfully.

"What...what are you doing?!" Miss Witch couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Charles remained calm and answered in a low voice:

"You ought to be more frank."

"what?!"

Laceel almost raised her voice unconsciously.

She thought to herself, how dare you! What does "you should be more frank" mean? Isn't my brother bold enough to love and hate now? Obviously, she dares to love and hate even in bed!

This is how she dares to love and hate. She wants to know whether other witches are as brave as her in loving and hating.

However, she only dared to think about this in her mind and never said it out loud. After all, she had experienced this process many times before, where she was stubborn and then Charles picked her up and threw her on the bed.

So she just said "Oh" in a full voice to indicate that she understood, then turned her head again and shouted:

"Hey! Lao Deng!"

"Ok?"

Lao Deng didn't understand why Lacie suddenly called him like that.

After a brief hesitation, Lacier said:

"You... take care of yourself!"

She was already very satisfied with herself for being able to say this directly, and it was better to stop there.

However, Charles was not satisfied.

He scratched Lacie's palm again.

"?!"

Lacele couldn't help but want to explode with Charles.

She has already done this, is Ciel still not satisfied? She is already very bold in love and hate!

But Charles thought that she could be more daring in love and hate - so she had to be more daring in love and hate.

She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and decided to go all out today:

"Anyway... you're already so old! Can't you just let your subordinates do things? Don't do it yourself. If you're in this state now, I'll... I'll be very worried, okay!"

Charles was satisfied.

He stopped tickling Lacille's palm and instead simply grabbed her entire hand, as if this could help her share the shame and discomfort she felt after speaking so frankly.

——After Charles held her hand, Laciel did feel a little relieved.

And Lao Deng in front of the two of them couldn't help but smile after a brief pause.

"Yeah, okay, I get it," she replied softly, the smile on her face spreading, the arc of her mouth also widened, and she teased, "I suddenly feel lucky that you like Charles."

"what?"

Lacee subconsciously wanted to refute, saying that it's hard to find a three-legged frog, but there are two-legged men everywhere, so what's so special about Charles?

Then, a very strange thought suddenly occurred to her -

"That guy is really special. Um... He's really good in bed."

The witch's cheeks turned red, but this did not affect her stubbornness:

"The one who should be thankful is not you or me, but Ciel. Humph, he should be thankful that he likes me... and likes me!"

Compared to the coercion from Charles and the ridicule from Lao Deng just now, this conditioned reflex change of words made her feel even more awkward.

It was Ciel who patiently "corrected" her every time she called herself "brother" before, which led to her changing even this habit.

Is this scary?

Yes, it's scary.

It was so horrible that she almost thought she had turned into the shape of Ciel.

Thinking of this, the witch lady made an unhappy "tsk" sound, glared at Charles beside her, then turned around and glared at Lao Deng.

"Let's talk about business and talk about business!"

She angrily shook off Charles' hand, came to Old Deng, and slammed the table hard with her wand:

"So can I contact the visiting delegation from Lentiheim now?"

Lao Deng tried hard to suppress his smile, stretched out his hand, and made a "please" gesture to Lacier in a very elegant manner:

"of course can."

"Then stop talking nonsense and give me the communication code!"

Perhaps realizing that Laciel was about to get angry, Lao Deng simply stopped teasing her and handed her the communication code of the visiting delegation as she requested:

"This is the communication code of the head of the visiting delegation, senior investigator Mr. Broda. Hmm... let me see. At this time, he should still be working."

Rachel didn't care whether Mr. Broda was at work or not. She directly used the communication spell and sent a communication request to the owner of the communication code.

Soon, the communication request was approved.

The bright blue communication interface was quietly shaped by magic, but there was still only sound and no picture:

"This is Broda Marshall, a senior investigator from the White Tower. May I ask who you are?"

Judging from his voice, Mr. Broda is probably a mature, steady, middle-aged gentleman with a higher education and a good family background.

At this moment, Lacie, who had been so arrogant in front of Lao Deng and Charles, suddenly changed her attitude and became just as cold and reserved as the rumors said.

"I am the Witch of Twilight and Dawn," she whispered back.