"Then...why did that old guy hurt me!" The strong man grabbed the witch's arm, "You... don't refuse to save me!"

"Of course I will help you, but... I'm just a woman, I'm not good at fighting." The witch signaled the strong man to calm down.

"Fight? You mean, you can use the fight..." When life is threatened, people sometimes react much faster.

"That's right, just 'take' the root of the root." The witch affirmed the strong man's thoughts.

"I have collected enough information to tell you; of course, I can't be in vain, this information is paid."

"...what's the reward?" The last sentence did not arouse the strong man's disgust; on the contrary, it relieved him a lot.

After all, the witch doesn't look like a good person in his mind; if he wants to help himself but does not receive any reward, it seems like there is a conspiracy hidden;

...Of course, I don’t understand the life experience of a strong man. Even if I have to collect compensation, it may be calculating people.

“The reward I need is enough blood,” the witch said, “this is important to my research;

Of course, this blood is not something that one person can take. You have to help me collect the amount of magic that ten people use once."

The strong man pondered for a while, as if he was measuring the people he could win over;

"And if you can provide me with blood as agreed upon after you regain your roots, I will deliver that treasure to you." The witch added a heavy weight to it, "You can use dream magic at will."

"Including...use of others?" The strong man became suspicious. The reward was too generous, right? This is the capital of the witch...

"I'm about to leave this territory, you don't have to worry about 'striking business' with me'." The witch sighed in her heart. This guy is not stupid enough to say he is stupid...

"Okay, I promise you!" The strong man felt that the favors of those ten people could be rewarded with dream magic, so there would be no problem.

"Then I'll say it. In fact, the shaman is going to perform a very strange ritual, and even I only have a slight understanding of this ritual." The witch's tone became more and more mysterious.

“He gathered many fellow Coreys to go to the corner of the fort tonight to hold the ceremony that could capture more ‘roots’;

They want to use their roots to gain power...to study more powerful magic!

If he succeeds, the consequences will be unimaginable... Someone must destroy the ceremony!"

"Is this kind of thing not possible to tell the nobles?" The big man felt that things were getting bigger and bigger.

"What they say to the nobles will only be jokes! The bones are soft, and they may even turn to help them!" The witch waved her hand in panic, "Don't do stupid things!"

The big man nodded. In his impression, the nobles must have been more inclined to the Corey tribe.

"You have to bring enough people to stop their rituals...at least ten!" the witch added, "In the range I've found out, it's like this...

They pretended to be a ghost, and there was no evidence for the nobles at this moment!

Once you catch the current situation, even the nobles cannot continue to favor them...so, it's okay to see some blood!"

"Okay!" The strong man stood up, "I'll find someone now! These guys... will definitely make them lose money!"

After watching the strong man leave, the witch hurriedly left the wooden shed;

Then there is the next step.

The witch did not choose a fixed wooden shed this time, but just looked around at the doors;

The object she was looking for must be in the middle of the fortress; but it cannot pass by now, and if it is discovered by a noble or a soldier, it will be completely gone.

Soon she found her target—a Corey man who was resting in an outer wooden shed;

Most of the Corey people are in the middle of the fortress; but there are a few exceptions - they always want to have some fun with the Fares.

"I have a task to assign to you..." The Corey clan who was approached happened to be the witch's former client; it would be easier to ask him for a little bit of it now.

After listening to the witch's explanation, the Corey tribe walked towards the middle of the fortress with a smile on his face.

The witch gave him the task of finding someone;

This person is the shaman he mentioned to the strong man before.

After waiting for a while, the Corey tribe walked over quickly with the shaman; the witch made a few promises to the Corey tribe who was passing the message, and then sent the latter away;

What we want to talk about next is that the fewer people know, the better - this is the impression the witch wants to give the shaman.

"You come to me...what is there?" The shaman was also a client of the witch;

Before Alay and Fran arrived at the fortress, the witch had already expanded their business to all levels except the nobles;

If they hadn't come, the nobles would have been fascinated by dream magic in two days.

"Did you still remember the terrible dream before?" The witch's expression was exactly the same as when she fooled the strong man before.

"Well, you mean that terrible monster..." The shaman shivered;

No matter who you think of such a terrible thing, you will have a psychological shadow. The shaman shook his head suddenly, trying to temporarily sway the terrible image;

This shaman is also one of the "pits" that the witch has arranged in advance.

"Yes, after a long investigation, I finally found my mistake!" The witch began to bring out another set of words that had been fabricated long ago:

"That terrible dream actually originated from some Fares people with ulterior motives!

They have magical talents and master the mysteries related to "roots" in dream magic!

The ‘root’ is the foundation of each of us! If an evil mind takes it away, I don’t know what evil things will be done!

Those Fares have gone astray in their dreams! We must…purify their souls!”

It is both the root, the life and the soul, these very serious words are all taken with the witch;

After all, she has done things like fooling people many times before.

The series of words “purify their…souls?” made the shaman a little confused;

The previous dream magic made him believe that the witch had two tricks, otherwise he would have thought that she was talking nonsense.

"That's right... a ceremony must be held to free them from the lost path with the power of pure faith!"

When it comes to faith, the shaman comes with spirit—every shaman maintains respect for the totems in the tribe;

Although he was shaken a little by the black dragon at this time, he can still be regarded as the spiritual pillar of the shaman.

"Didn't you say before that you want to ask some knowledge about dream magic?" The witch finally threw out the most important weight;

Before, after using the shaman, he wanted to learn, but the witch said he needed to consider it—

"If you can pass this test of character... I will teach you!"
Chapter completed!