Chapter 210 The Last Witch (15)
Tokiho and Chimina spoke almost at the same time.
Shisui asked in surprise: "Why are you here?!"
Zimina excitedly confessed, "I knew you would be here!"
What? ?
After some communication, Shisui realized that Qimina was not captured at all, but returned to Santa Cruz Manor voluntarily.
Shi Sui's heart was filled with turmoil, and she had so many words to say, "Why?"
Before, in the grove outside the village, she tortured Zimina half to death. A normal person wouldn't have any expectations of her...
But Zimina's way of thinking is a little different from that of ordinary people.
"Master!" She came up and hugged Shi Sui warmly. "The other night you asked me about the manor and taught me so many things, I knew you were going to do great things here! Please accept me as your disciple. You can tell me to do anything you need!"
What kind of master?! Don’t recognize him randomly!
Tokiho didn't know what to say for a moment... Qimina was too persistent.
There's no use using force, you can only use tricks...
Tokiho gently pushed Zimina away: "You want to help me, right?"
"Yes, yes!" Zimina was very excited.
"Okay, then I'll arrange a errand for you... Two days from now, in the early morning, there will be thick fog near the back mountain, and I will arrange for the girls to take advantage of this opportunity to escape. You have successfully escaped once before, so you are very experienced. Help me lead them over the wall of the back mountain and then to the grove. Take good care of them-"
"Hey, that's not right!" Zimina interrupted anxiously, "Are you trying to kick me out too?!"
Shisui smiled helplessly: "What? You said you would help me..."
"Don't chase me away..." Qi Mina came up again and pulled Shi Sui's dress, "I really want to become your disciple."
Shi Sui frowned: "Girl, if you want to learn, shouldn't you ask me if I want to be taught? Just like the love affairs between men and women, it has to be consensual. Don't you Gypsies have the custom of forced marriage?..."
It is not very appropriate to apply the relationship between men and women to Shiho and Qimina, but only by using this metaphor can Qimina understand it well.
Sure enough, after hearing this, she pouted, let go of Shi Sui's hand, and said nothing more.
Seeing her look quite pitiful, Shisui couldn't help but comfort her: "My ability is innate and cannot be passed on to outsiders, do you understand? It's like the food in my stomach that I can't take out and give it to you."
"I see……"
Zimina muttered softly, walked away aggrievedly, and sat down against the wall.
Shisui hopes she really understands...
…
For the next two days, Zimina's behavior was normal.
And that night, the thick fog that Tokiho predicted arrived as expected.
Starting from the hill behind the manor, a milk-like mist gradually spread out.
The guard at the door was holding an oil lamp, and the two people were three or four meters apart and could not see each other's faces clearly.
It's 4 a.m.
They had been on guard for the entire night and were now a little tired, their eyelids drooping uncontrollably.
But as the fog set in, they remained extra vigilant, feeling that something big was about to happen on a night like this...
Tokiho gathered everyone except the four women who volunteered to stay and make friends with the nobles.
"The fog will reach its peak just before dawn. Everyone, be prepared. In half an hour, I will cast a spell to make the guards outside faint, and then I will lead you all to the back mountain in peace and quiet. After climbing over the wall, keep walking in the direction of Ophiuchus in the sky, and you will reach the grove outside the village... Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand!"
Everyone cheered and drank a few sips of wine to celebrate the imminent return of their freedom.
Shisui advised them, "Hey, just drink a little to satisfy your craving, but don't drink too much, or you won't be able to walk properly."
She carefully observed the expression of Zimina who was huddled in the corner.
What Shisui is most worried about now is her.
"Qimina, I take back what I said two days ago..." Shisui squatted down to speak to her, "We all live a nomadic life and are very agile, so we don't need you to take care of us. After this trip, you and your companions should leave Santa Cruz as soon as possible. The Noble Hunt will begin in less than 20 days, and there will be a bloody storm here."
Qi Mina lowered her eyelids, put her fingers into the necklace around Shi Sui's neck, and a perfunctory smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"I have no companions... The mother-in-law who gave you the necklace passed away not long after you left the caravan. We all separated and went our separate ways."
"I'm sorry, I don't know about this... But no matter what, those who are alive should continue to live passionately."
Rather than comforting Qimina, Shisui was trying to awaken her ethnic genes.
Gypsies are open-minded, optimistic, unrestrained and free-spirited, and always take life and death in stride.
But Shisui's words didn't seem to have much effect.
Zimina nodded and fell silent again.
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