Chapter 33 The Beauty Witch

◎The devil is good at bewitching. ◎

Dill has imagined countless times where she would face off against a werewolf.

The cunning werewolf has an inconspicuous appearance and hides among ordinary villagers. She is like the witch cards covered on the card table. She must hide her identity and rely on her own wisdom and magic to search every innocent face.

Of course, maybe he was swallowed before he could react, or maybe he was like the protagonist in the novel who burst out of his potential at a critical moment and defeated the werewolf with one move.

However, in reality, she hugged Little Red Riding Hood's cloak tightly to cover her heartbeat, huddled in a tree and did not dare to move. The werewolf disguised as a knight was gently calling her name. People who didn't know it thought they were childhood sweethearts playing hide and seek.

Dill held her breath and concentrated, wishing she could merge with the big tree.

The moon in the sky was so weak that there was only a shallow layer of egg white shell left. The moon elf fell asleep without resisting for too long. Dill whispered good night to it in her heart. Thinking that Turnip had probably escaped from the forest, she was now alone. man's battle.

"Dill, why are you running away?"

The witch's trick didn't work for long. The werewolf was extremely fast and soon caught up with the chaotic footprints and aura.

"I never hurt you."

The boy's voice sounded sad and lost, almost making people think that he was the poor person who was hurt. The dewdrops on the face from the green leaves were like crystal tears, and Dill couldn't help but shudder.

Goddess, it's not that I'm too cowardly, it's that the enemy is too powerful.

Mucha's voice sounded far and near. Although he followed the footprints, he couldn't pinpoint Dill's hiding place.

Dill controlled her breathing carefully, and her nose was filled with the moist aroma of moss, flowers, earth, etc., and the tips of the bright green leaves extracted a drop of fragrant water dew; this vibrant breath was everywhere, and she was like a flower in the sea. A grain of sand, a bird in the forest, he cannot find himself.

"Do you still remember the vow I made at the beginning? I didn't want to lie to you, but I was afraid that you would run away from me as soon as you knew the truth. Now it seems that I was right, right?"

The figure of the young man walking through the cracks in the leaves was tall and graceful, and his clear and bright voice was not inferior to that of the singers who worshiped the Buddha. Every word was extremely sincere, but as Amber said: the devil is good at bewitching.

"You're bleeding, you're injured, please come out quickly, okay?" He took a deep breath and sighed softly. For some reason, Dill could hear a sense of satisfaction.

The girl tightly clutched her red cloak, as if trying to catch her wavering mood. She couldn't trust him, not from the beginning. He was a werewolf, and his justice and revenge had nothing to do with him. Wasn't the Big Bad Wolf in the fairy tale also a kind and kind grandmother to Little Red Riding Hood?

"I just want to protect you from those scum. Dill, you don't know how... attractive you are."

Dill wavered for a moment, but only for a moment.

"You smell like the apples on that tree."

The young man seemed to be reminiscing, his soft and delicate tone full of intoxication, as if she were his favorite Sano cider.

"I fell in love with you at first sight."

The wolf knight under the tree confessed his love affectionately, while the girl's heart was beating wildly, but it was not like a deer beating wildly.

Combining the Moon Elf's previous words and Mucha's attitude towards herself, Dill suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

A certain wolf knight was unaware that the uninhabited woods were still silent in the dead silence of the night, but as a powerful monster, he was keenly aware that the darkness was beginning to retreat. The light of the morning gradually filled the branches and leaves, and the dew dropped in the rising sun. Evaporates silently.

Dots of light fell from the holy green ceiling, like crystal fragments inlaid in the stained glass window. The statue of the Supreme God was bathed in the crystal flawless rainbow light. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the solemn and beautiful church, back to the A time to be human and even loved by humans.

As if he could no longer restrain his feelings, the knight confessed to the goddess in his heart:

"When you're angry or angry, you're like a sour lemon. When you're sad, you're like a pear soaked with dew. When you laugh, it's like I'm soaked in a barrel of sweet cider. Now you're hurt, scared, and unpredictable. The smell turned into green plums and dill. I have never met someone as rich as you. You attract me all the time."

Dill covered her face and couldn't bear to listen any more. She almost couldn't resist her impulse, jumped down from the tree and pulled the silly wolf's ear and asked, do you like me or the mixed fruit pie?

She knew very well that she was not a peerless beauty, it was just because of the damn exotic charm that she had been having an endless stream of romances since she left the valley; Aird was purely a noble young man who wanted to try something new, and Jose was a typical playboy who flirted with girls. .

In contrast, Mucha is a gentle and polite young man, just like the perfect Prince Charming, but too perfect. Dill knows that pure good luck will never be her turn...

"I fell in love with you at first sight, Dill. From the first time I smelled your breath, I knew you were my apple."

Yes, that's the problem. Dill buried his head in his knees. Just like the moon elf said, her smell attracted him.

This silly wolf seems to have confused appetite with love/desire...

The color red gives the werewolf a big appetite. He has a special liking for red apples and his persistence towards himself... He didn't fall in love with himself at first sight, but fell in love with his own fragrance at first sight!

Not getting a response from his sweetheart, Mucha sighed slightly.

The leaves under his feet made a crisp sound, and Dill was very hungry. She thought of the golden and crispy potato chips.

Werewolves have been hunters since ancient times, and humans are prey. She couldn't believe what Mucha said about her love. He likes himself, maybe just like he likes plum wine and potato chips. When she is hungry, her mouth will go dry when she sees potato chips and she can't take her eyes away.

No matter what, she couldn't trust Mucha. She had to escape from here and escape from a werewolf who had just seen blood and appetite a few days ago.

"Dill, are you hungry?"

Damn it. Dill hurriedly covered her stomach with her cloak, but she felt unsteady underneath her body. Suddenly, the mountain shook and the whole tree seemed to be uprooted. She could hardly restrain herself from screaming, and her whole body pulled Hong The cloak fell straight from the tree,

"Found you."

Fallen leaves fell like heavy rain, and a few young leaves were rolled up in bright red cloth, just like the apple tree that day. There was also a panicked girl who fell into his arms unexpectedly. The boy couldn't help but grin.

The hot chest and arms were as hard as iron, at least they weren't furry claws. Dill tried to comfort herself, but she still didn't dare to move at all.

She knew clearly that she was a worm caught in the mending net, and with just a pinch of that hand, she would immediately lose her voice.

Dill slowly raised his head.

He probably came after her after she transformed. Before the influence of the magic power could subside, a pair of amber beast eyes were like flowing pure honey, shining brightly in the dark forest. The long pointed ears were exposed from the slightly curly hair. The boy's hair color was no longer golden, but a beautiful and thick dark brown, as soft as melted chocolate, and paired with that silly call With a flattering smile, it actually makes people feel a little sweet? Is she crazy?

Dill hated her uncontrollable feeling. She subconsciously wanted to look for that familiar and reliable shadow in the other party. The blond knight seemed to have never disappeared. They were the same person. Dill didn't want to admit it.

What kind of monster is this? The sacred and the barbaric are as natural to him as the transition between day and night, and no one would doubt him at all.

Probably because his sweetheart's expression was too ugly, Mucha suppressed his smile and his expression gradually became tougher: "Dill, I told you, I don't want to hurt you."

No matter how beautiful the skin is, it can't hide the innate ferocity of the beast, and there is hidden intimidation in the gentle words.

As if he wanted to show his sincerity, he carefully put the girl down and let her feet touch the ground, but at this time both of them knew very well that humans could not outrun the werewolves.

It's ironic that when they were both disguised, they could talk freely, but now they are showing their true colors, but they are relatively speechless.

Dill acted extremely well-behaved, and the red cloak on the ground was like a pool of dazzling blood, as if to warn her not to act rashly.

Only the lamb will turn its back on the wolf and run away. Amber poked her forehead hard at that time, wishing to poke all the spells and secrets into this useless little head.

If you really encounter a dilemma where you must escape, you should be like a witch and knock him out of his wits. Her voice encouraged in my ears.

Dill wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she subconsciously said: "Those people..."

"You don't need to know this."

Mucha's tone was still gentle, but Dill could hear a hint of danger dancing on the tip of a knife, okay, she shut up.

The young werewolf looked at her with interest, perhaps he was sniffing out the girl's changing thoughts. When he was a knight, he was clumsy and reserved. Dill once thought he was cute, but now she understands that he is just clumsy and pretending to be human.

"There are many secrets between you and me. We will have a lot of time to really get to know each other in the future, okay?"

Now he no longer needs to pretend, his golden eyes shine with a strange light, his upper body is naked, every inch of muscle is brewing with inhuman magic power, the bright red curse lines are like burn marks, from the deep From the collarbone to the neat and beautiful lines and the thin and long back, the silhouette of the boy is more aggressive than any other man.

Mucha waited for the girl's answer. The girl didn't say anything, but suddenly knelt down and picked up the cloak on the ground.

"Don't catch a cold." Put on some clothes.

Dill picked up the cloak and covered his head, and a confused head emerged from under the red cloth. With a head of chocolate-colored curly hair, the beautiful young man opened his honey-gold eyes and looked at her somewhat bewilderedly. For a monster, he was too easy for people to relax their vigilance.

"Dill, you..." He was a little surprised. Dill felt soft for a moment, but only for that second.

The girl pulled off the red cloth with force and covered the other person's face. At the same time, she squeezed open the old wounds on her hands and silently recited the spell Amber told her. A few drops of blood dripped and were quickly absorbed by the soil.

The surroundings were quiet, leaving behind the confused Moon Witch and the werewolf covered with a bridal veil. This was a bit embarrassing.

Is it too late to beg for mercy now?

Dill couldn't see Mu Xia's face clearly, so she simply ran away. A slender and powerful arm pulled her fiercely, making her scream in pain. She didn't know whether it was pulling on an old scar or the werewolf's hot body temperature, but her arm was almost hot. It felt like it was going to explode.

  "Do not touch me!!"

Her fear and resistance reached the extreme, she stretched out her hand, and in an instant, the ground beneath her collapsed, and bright red light exploded from the cracks, instantly annihilating the werewolf.

Dill looked at the scene in front of her in shock. The red cloak was torn into pieces by the spikes. She saw countless thorns pouring out of the ground to trap the ferocious monsters. The vines absorbed the girl's blood as an offering, as if they had self-awareness. The thorns wrapped tightly around Mucha's hands and feet, and the sharp thorns burst into large red roses, engulfing him in an instant.

The cage woven by flowers and vines tightly trapped the struggling beast. Dill didn't have time to think about it, and immediately turned around and ran away.

[[Goddess' Expectation B+] improves [Goddess' Expectation A]; [Divinity D+] improves [Divinity C]. ]

Where else can I run? Dill didn't know how long Amber's magic could trap Mucha. She couldn't outrun the werewolf, so she could only think of a way while running.

The magic that was just upgraded seems to be of little use. [Goddess's Expectation A] is more like the assessment results after clearing the game, and [Divinity C]….

  [here! ]

Dill thought she heard wrong.

[Here! My black furred friend! ]

  Dill:? ? ?