Standing inside the door, Koizumi Akako looked at Yuzuru, who appeared refreshed, with relaxed features, clearly unaffected by the potion and looking as radiant as if he had just had a spa treatment, and felt a surge of anger.
The witch's dignity and magical skills were completely trampled on.
"On time? Ha~"
She let out her signature, slightly neurotic, haughty sneer, her red eyes filled with displeasure. "I just happened to have a premonition that some 'uninvited guest' would come and disturb my peace today, so I came to see which unruly crow was making a ruckus at the door."
—Never mentions that he might have even the slightest expectation.
As she spoke, she reluctantly stepped aside to make way for her.
Hanyu Nan ignored her sharp tongue and strolled leisurely into the castle.
A cool, shady atmosphere wafted over, mingling with the scents of ancient stone, dusty books, and various exotic herbs.
The interior decoration is extremely retro and luxurious, with heavy tapestries, cold armor, and flickering candlelight, all of which fit people's imagination of medieval castles.
A puppet dressed in a classic butler's uniform, but with vacant eyes and slightly stiff movements, glided silently over and took the coat that wasn't actually there.
"Prepare two cups of black tea and deliver them to the underground studio."
Hongzi gave the order without turning her head.
The puppet butler bowed silently and quietly withdrew.
Hongzi then glanced at Yusheng Nan and raised her chin slightly: "Come with me, walk quietly, and don't touch anything. Many of the decorations here are imbued with ancient protective or curse magic. Don't blame me if you die or turn into a frog if you touch them carelessly."
She walked forward first, striking out a crisp and aloof rhythm in the empty stone corridor.
Yuzuru followed leisurely, his eyes taking in everything along the way with great interest. Although the castle was ancient, it was still clean and orderly, and it was clear that it was maintained by people or puppets on a daily basis.
Unlike the haunted houses in some horror movies.
However, when Akako pushed open a hidden, rune-covered, heavy stone door and descended the spiral stone steps to truly enter her witch's workshop...
The art style has changed drastically!
It can be described as a magical version of "The Secret Life of a Homebody".
If the area above is a historical site that can receive visitors and maintain its facade, then the area below is a complete disaster site and a space for personal catharsis.
In the vast underground space, all sorts of strange materials were piled up everywhere: clusters of crystals shimmering with a faint light, plant roots and animal organs soaking in a strange liquid, strange herbs drying on racks, parchment scrolls and ancient books scattered all over the ground, a magic circle that was half-drawn, and various unidentifiable ores and powders that emitted different energy fluctuations...
Several black crows perched on the roof beams, their blood-red eyes curiously observing the visitors below, occasionally letting out a "caw".
The most conspicuous and most detrimental to the witch's mystique was the classic witch's battle outfit—a deep V-neck design, minimal fabric, and extremely alluring—casually draped over a lavishly retro-styled clothes rack.
There were also several pairs of boots of different styles scattered around, and... a pair of cute fluffy slippers.
Obviously...
This is where Miss Witch can truly shed her disguise, let loose, and do whatever makes her comfortable.
It perfectly illustrates what it means to have a "glamorous exterior but a chaotic interior."
Koizumi Akako abruptly stopped, a fleeting, unnatural blush and embarrassment crossing her face. She wished she could immediately cast a spell to wipe out the entire studio with a single click.
She was so busy being angry and maintaining her haughty persona that she completely forgot that she was usually the only one in the place, so it didn't matter how messy it was. No one bothered to clean it up, and she was too lazy to ask the butler to come down and clean up the magical materials.
This messy state of affairs has completely ruined the mysterious and elegant image of Lady Hongzi!
"cough!"
She coughed lightly, trying to block Yuzuru Nan's view with her body, and said in a forced calm tone, "...The temporary lab is a bit messy, we're working on a few important projects...Don't worry about these trivial details!"
Yuzuru suppressed a laugh and nodded in perfect agreement: "I understand, a master's studio is always filled with... creative passion."
She really is the kind of homebody I had in mind.
No matter how proud or powerful she is, she can't shake off the witch's inherent homebody nature and her slovenly cuteness in private.
Hongzi felt uncomfortable under his gaze and quickly moved to a slightly tidier area in the center of the studio.
There were several stone tables there, with tools such as crucibles, balances, and grinders on them. Next to them was a high-backed chair that looked very comfortable, like her "throne".
"Please sit down."
She pointed rather irritably at a stone bench that looked like it was for "experimental subjects" to sit on, "Today is our agreed-upon 'magic seminar,' although I don't think there's much to discuss with someone like you who's a complete novice... What kind of magic do you know?"
She crossed her arms and looked down at him with a scrutinizing gaze and a hint of barely perceptible curiosity.
She still hasn't figured out the source of Yuzuru Hanyu's power.
But the other party's spiritual energy was indeed terrifying; in fact, during their last "battle," the other party even summoned a bunch of great monsters from Japanese legends.
Yu Sheng Nan readily agreed and sat down on the stone bench. Upon hearing this, he stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.
What kind of magic does he know?
Hmm... does a righteous thunderbolt falling from the sky count?
It seems to be mainly due to the technological power of the angels…
He thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers.
"Crack!"
A tiny, yet exceptionally bright, spark of electricity appeared out of thin air, danced briefly on his fingertip, and then vanished into thin air.
It's not very powerful, but it does generate electricity out of thin air.
Koizumi Akako raised an eyebrow, a hint of "That's it?" flashing in her red eyes: "Elemental manipulation? A crude lightning trick..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yu Shengnan's mind stirred again.
As Akako sat elegantly on her high-backed "throne," she suddenly felt an invisible force enveloping her. With a start, she was lifted up without warning and suspended in mid-air.
"you!"
She was shocked and furious, and tried to struggle, but found that she was no match for this unreasonable force composed of enormous energy, like a doll being held by an invisible hand.
"Psychic power... or perhaps the Force? Maybe it counts?"
Yuzuru stroked his chin thoughtfully, then slightly intensified his focus.
The red ball, suspended in mid-air, began to spin in place like a slow-moving top.
"Yusuke Kusunoki!"
The witch's voice was tinged with shame and indignation.
Knowing that things were going well, Yu Sheng Nan gently placed her back on the chair.
Then his body blurred for a moment, and the next instant, he disappeared directly from the stone bench, leaving no trace of his presence.
Invisibility!
A few seconds later, he reappeared in the same spot.
Well, with angelic power, telekinesis, and the effects of talismans, rounding up, he could be considered a great magician skilled in both magic and martial arts, right?
Although the skill tree was allocated a bit off-center.
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