Gladys thought subconsciously as she hugged Laura.
The little princess has such a thin waist...
Gladys: "You warm my bed, what's wrong with that?"
There is a problem, a big problem.
Laura lowered her eyelashes and looked at the arms that were hugging him from behind.
"If I warm the bed for Her Majesty the Witch, I will lie down with Her Majesty the Witch." Laura said slowly.
Gladys continued to hold Laura's slender waist tightly. "So? You mean to refuse my order and not warm my bed?"
"My servant, you actually refused my order. How dare you." Gladys said coldly.
Laura: “…” It’s hard to say who of us is braver.
"My Lady Witch, I am a man now. Are you sure you want me to warm your bed?" Laura raised her eyebrows.
Gladys: "I don't care."
After Gladys finished speaking, she felt that there was something wrong with this sentence. She quickly let go of Laura and looked him up and down in front of Laura.
Looking at Laura's scarlet dress, she raised her eyebrows. "Do you think it's convincing to tell me you're a man while you're wearing a dress?"
"You are a woman, of course you can warm my bed... I don't mind your current man form." Gladys said confidently.
Laura fell silent. He looked at Gladys staring at him with her bright amber eyes.
Gladys seemed to have discovered something wrong with him...
Gladys: "Why are you so hesitant? Could it be that you, a woman, have fallen in love with me, a woman?"
Gladys: "You have something on your mind!"
Laura: I have never been so speechless in my life.
Laura suddenly reached out her hand, without saying a word, hugged Gladys, and pressed her down on the bed.
Done in one go, with quick movements.
Laura put her arms around Gladys' waist and lay beside her. Gladys was stunned for a moment.
"What are you doing?"
Laura said innocently: "Warm the bed."
His black hair lay on the feather pillow, like black crow feathers mixed with white feathers, and a few strands of hair overlapped with Gladys's red hair.
Laura looked at Gladys and blinked, her expression calm and indifferent.
Gladys was different from Laura. With a beautiful woman lying beside her, she felt very uneasy.
Gladys thought that she couldn't let the little princess see the Wicked Witch's panic.
After thinking quickly, Gladys frowned and changed the subject. "By the way, why didn't I see you when I came in just now? You look strange. Why didn't you make any sound?"
"Are you planning to sneak attack me?"
"Of course not," Laura said.
"Oh? Really? But why didn't I see you when I came in?"
"Mr. Witch, I have been in the room the whole time."
"I'll sit right there." Laura pointed to the table and chairs against the wall across the room.
Gladys: "Really?"
Laura: "Really, it's just that Your Excellency the Witch was so focused that she didn't even notice me."
Gladys felt a little strange, but...Lola was too self-righteous.
Moreover, she had indeed been talking to the system and was extremely sleepy. When she came in, she rushed straight to the big bed and didn't pay attention to the things around her. The room was also very large and she couldn't see it all with her peripheral vision.
Gladys: "Since you were in this room, why didn't you say anything? You gave me a fright by showing up so suddenly."
"Because Her Majesty the Witch wants to sleep, I don't want to disturb Her Majesty the Witch." Laura continued innocently.
Gladys stared at him.
He smiled.
Impeccable.
Gladys shifted her shoulders uncomfortably, "Oh, well...never mind. You just warm the bed now."
"You are not allowed to sleep until I fall asleep. I will be watching you the whole time. Don't even think about slacking off. Even if your arm is numb from being rested on my head, you are not allowed to move."
Gladys' eyes widened, and she kept looking at Laura as she said.
She saw the scarlet dress on Laura...
Oh shit......
Gladys never thought about it.
One day skirts will be this alluring.
Next time, she must not let Laura warm her bed.
This was what Gladys thought in her remaining consciousness before she fell asleep.
As she fell asleep, her consciousness was drawn into a huge black tree.
Gladys wasn't surprised to see the boy standing under the tree.
Ever since I made a contract with the magic wand, I can see the wand's spirit whenever I sleep and dream.
However... after entering the Blood Gate and arriving at the Holy Land, time passed very slowly, so it seemed like Gladys had not slept for a very long time. When she saw the spirit of the weapon, Gladys was a little dazed, as if she had not seen it for many days.
"Long time no see." Gladys greeted the boy.
The black-haired boy paused and said slowly: "Well, long time no see."
Then, the two of them were silent for a while.
Gladys made small talk: "Wow, you still remember me."
"You are now...the master of the wand, how could I forget you?" said Laura.
Lifting the wand, Gladys's amber eyes lit up. She said, "Oh, oh, I almost forgot. I wanted to thank you in person."
"Magic wand, you are really amazing. You can even help me conjure up a pair of wings."
Gladys subconsciously reached out to touch the wings on her back, wanting the black-haired boy to see them, but she touched nothing.
......Um?
Will you lose your wings in a dream?
"You are in a spiritual state now, so the wings are not following you." As if he could see Gladys's confusion, the boy smiled.
He walked towards Gladys...
Or perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe him as moving rather than walking. The black branches and leaves connected to his robe, and he was like a ball of black mist, elegant and strange.
Laura stood in front of Gladys.
He lowered his head and turned his face towards Gladys.
The boy had a fine jaw, pale skin, and a black cloth covering his eyes.
Gladys blinked and asked the question she had always wondered, "You can actually see, right?"
"Of course, this is my territory, and I can perceive everything that happens here." He raised the corners of his lips and spoke in a relaxed tone.
"So... I can see that you don't have wings now." Laura reached out her hand, gently tapped Gladys's shoulder with her fingertips, slid to her neck, along her spine, and pressed over her shoulder blades.
"I can also help you create new wings."
Gladys was stunned.
As the boy moved, wings began to grow from her back...
His knuckles gently stroked the wings behind Gladys, and they changed into several forms—white wings, black devil-like wings, transparent wings...
For a moment, Gladys felt like a model trying on a back ornament in a dress-up game.
Then the boy let go of his hand.
The wings behind Gladys disappeared, turning into a black branch and falling to the ground.
Gladys didn't know what he was doing, but she thought it was impressive. She tilted her head and said, "You were just..."
Laura smiled: "See what suits you."
Gladys thought for a moment, "Can you create any wings I want?"
Laura's youthful voice was clear: "It was like this before, but I'm sealed now. The most I can do is turn you into a dark creature, but I can't directly change your structure... Your fairy wings are actually a surprise."
"You're sealed?" Gladys got the point.
"Well, my true body has been sealed." He said calmly.
Gladys saw him purse his lips slightly, revealing a hint of coldness... Gladys suppressed her curiosity and said, "So there's a seal? That must have been hard work for you."
Gladys didn't ask any further questions.
Laura: “…”
"Since you have made a contract with me, it is not impossible for me to tell you what the seal is." The black-haired boy said.
Hearing him say that, Gladys suddenly perked up.
Wow, the wand is so cool, yet it's still sealed...
This wand is indeed a must-have legendary golden item for evil villains in fantasy movies.
Gladys: "Then what about your seal? Did you make a contract with me so that I could help you remove the seal?"
Laura didn't answer her question directly, but said, "The place you are in is called the Holy Land, right?"
Gladys: “Yes.”
Laura: "Isn't there a lot of black branches and leaves in the Holy Land that you use to make your wand?"
Gladys thought for a moment, and suddenly she thought of the living black branches that attacked her in the Sky Courtyard... Gladys was silent for a moment, then continued, "Yes."
Seeing that Gladys looked unhappy, the young man asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Gladys: "The black branches and leaves I encountered in the Holy Land...seemed overly excited."
Laura: "You are attracted to those black leaves."
"Why?"
"Because you carry me with you, you have a bond with me."
He patiently asked, "Have you ever wondered why there are so many black branches and leaves in the Holy Land?"
Following his words, Gladys began to ponder, "I understand... Is the Holy Land your origin? The breeding ground for the black branches and leaves?"
Laura: “…”
"More or less."
"If I want to explain my seal to you, I have to mention the Holy Land."
"The holy land is located in the center of the abyss, and the abyss is my birthplace." His voice was soft, and the ancient tree behind him changed. The huge horizontal branches hung down, and the young man jumped on the branches, his robe swaying. Gladys looked up and saw his bare feet, pale and beautiful.
Black branches were wrapped around his ankles, some thick, some thin, as if embedded in his flesh and bones, flowing faintly like his blood vessels...
Laura stepped over the branches, he glanced sideways and leaned over, suddenly reaching out to pull Gladys up.
Gladys was held in his arms.
Gladys was startled and looked at him subconsciously, but his face was calm and his profile was delicate and indifferent.
Seeing him calm, Gladys also calmed down. After all, what bad intentions could a magic wand have...
"How good is my seal...you'll know once you see it with your own eyes." The young man said in an unfathomable tone.
The branches of the ancient tree changed, and layers of black leaves and branches rushed towards us, as if darkness was pouring down and covering us...
Gladys closed her eyes subconsciously.
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