Carlos was as stiff as a rock. He had really put a lot of thought into this matter and thought he was sure to win, but in the end he found that the other party had gotten ahead of him. The feeling of defeat was too strong.
The two rivals looked at each other.
Sylvia reacted faster than him and chose to ignore him. She extended her red palm towards Yu Huan:
"Mrs. Witch, look, Sylvia's hands are all red."
It was indeed ground out by the wooden spoon. The mushroom soup in the pot needs to be cooked for a while longer.
Yu Huan glanced at it perfunctorily: "It's a little red, then you should take a break."
Then he turned his gaze to Carlos: "It's your turn."
Carlos was inexplicably nervous about doing something he was not very skilled at in front of his competitors. He finally got started, but Sylvia was secretly trying to trip him up.
"My Lady Witch, do you think he is stirring the soup with the right strength? Will he spill your mushroom soup?" Sylvia said.
"Slow down." Yu Huan said after taking a look.
Carlos swallowed his anger and slowed down his strength.
"My Lord Witch, he looks so good doing this. Unlike me, I wasn't good at this to begin with. I only started learning because my Lord Witch needed me to. I can't get the hang of it as quickly as he does..."
Sylvia expressed her loyalty with tears in her eyes.
Carlos was almost pickled by the green tea on his body, and raised his head with gritted teeth.
Unexpectedly, Yu Huan didn't buy it and said nonchalantly: "Then you have to work too."
Sylvia: ...
What a heartless witch.
Carlos felt relieved and stirred even harder.
Yu Huan cast a little dark magic into the pot, and the mushroom soup slowly turned black, bubbling and looking particularly dark.
"Is this poisonous?" Sylvia came over, took a look, and asked in a low voice.
"Of course." Yu Huan looked at him as if he didn't understand how he could ask such a simple question. How could the black witch have something good in her hands?
Unable to bear seeing someone idle, Yu Huan brought out another big pot and made a gesture to Sylvia.
Her golden hair fell behind her shoulders like silk, shining softly between the light and shadow.
She tilted her head slightly, revealing a delicate and white chin, an extremely beautiful nose, and a pair of kissable eyes, with thick eyelashes as lively as butterflies.
Although she is an evil black witch, she has a clean and pure beautiful face. Judging from her appearance alone, she looks like a princess living in an ivory tower.
But judging from what she did.
Sylvia didn't really want to work, but she was bewitched by her eyes. She walked over without hesitation and took the wooden spoon she handed over.
"Do a good job." She curled her eyes and gave him a rewarding smile.
She is indeed a witch who is very good at playing tricks on people.
Sylvia thought so, but her heart still felt light and uncontrollable.
Since he helped her like this, she would probably remember his contribution. Then, wouldn't things be easier?
Yu Huan was pleasantly surprised to find new berries growing on the vine next to the tree hole. She had picked all of them a few days ago, but she hadn't expected more to grow.
The little witch happily took a basket and picked fresh and plump berries.
Sylvia looked up and saw her actions, and smiled secretly. She really liked it.
Sweet and sour berries, paired with bread bought from the market, and topped with a little honey... The honey was given to her by Alanya to make tea when she was in the Temple of Light.
When she left, she couldn't bear to leave it there, so she brought it here specially.
The God of Light was distracted from his daily routine to visit the little witch. He should have prepared himself mentally before coming.
Picking mushrooms in the forest is indeed not an easy task, and she is lazy by nature. If she can afford it, she will buy it. As long as she cooks it well, it is no big deal.
He appeared serious on the surface, but in fact he was a little worried that the little witch was too eager to achieve success and was exhausting herself by cooking mushroom soup day and night.
He thought so.
Turning my gaze towards the forest, I saw two unfamiliar "coolies" outside the tree hole, busy cooking mushroom soup...
The person who was supposed to do these jobs was sitting leisurely in the tree hole, making homemade berry honey bread.
Good one, job transfer.
The God of Light was almost so angry that he laughed.
My emotions were up and down for a while, but I felt that it was reasonable for these things to happen to her.
The little witch was not a diligent person from the beginning, otherwise she would not have prayed to him.
The God of Light looked at this scene helplessly. The training he had originally set up was really useless.
Just seeing her put berries and honey on the soft bread, and then taking a big bite with a happy look on her face, I couldn't bear to let her do something she didn't like.
That's all.
Just turn a blind eye.
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"My Lord Witch, I'm leaving."
As night fell, Carlos said goodbye to Yu Huan, trying to create a tone of deep affection.
But it still couldn't compare to what the natural green tea shrew Sylvia said: "My dear witch, it was a pleasure to spend time with you today. I will miss you."
Carlos rolled his eyes silently, cursing him in his heart for being insidious, cunning, hypocritical and pretentious.
"Goodbye." Yu Huan blinked and said sincerely: "Welcome to come again next time."
Free labor is really a relief. I helped her make a lot of mushroom soup. It would be great if someone came to help her with the work every day.
Yu Huan fantasized unconsciously.
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As soon as the two men walked out of Yu Huan's sight, they immediately moved ten meters away, ignoring each other and walked away separately.
Sylvia stretched out her hand and whispered a spell, and the redness and swelling on the palm of her hand slowly disappeared.
He was good at plant magic and had healing abilities. The reason he had scars on his body before was just to make the witch feel sorry for him.
I just felt bad for her, but I didn't notice. I only noticed that the witch loved eating berries...
The thin and tall boy lowered his delicate eyebrows and sighed sadly.
If someone saw this scene, they would definitely feel some pity.
There is still a long way to go. Sylvia consoled herself, believing that the witch would eventually be moved by him.
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As soon as Carlos returned to the palace, Princess Wendy, his half-sister, appeared and examined him: "Brother, you didn't attend class today. Where have you been?"
"I just wandered around the market. There were a lot of fun things there." Carlos said seriously.
"What you said had better be true. The Witch is mine." Wendy said doubtfully, "You said you wouldn't have any ideas about her."
"Of course, of course. It's not like there are no other ways to complete the homework." Carlos said perfunctorily.
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At night, the little witch fell asleep on the wooden bed in the tree hole.
A gentle night breeze blew by, and a tall figure appeared beside the bed.
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