Successfully choked Lilia with one sentence, Dean retired with success under her complicated eyes.

The two of them separated for a long time.

It will be five days later when Lilia meets Dean again.

She looked at Dean, who had become a mystery in the past few days, and said curiously.

"Where have you been there these days?"

Why are there no people every day?

Dean yawned, two shallow dark circles under his eyes revealing his recent chaotic routine.

While drinking tea to refresh her mind, Dean answered her question: "I'm going to the tea party."

"tea party?"

This answer was obviously not Lilia's expectation. She was stunned for a moment, then frowned and continued to ask, "What tea party?"

Why didn't she know that there was such a thing in the Witch House?

Unexpectedly, the next second, Dean's answer slapped her in the face.

"Of course it's the Witch's Tea Party."

"It's just a group of like-minded witches who are studying similar topics, gather together and hold an exchange discussion..."

"Don't you know there is this event?"

Dean showed unconcealed surprise. He really didn't expect that Lilia didn't know the existence of the "tea party".

He has been involved in a row these days and has participated in more than a dozen events. He thought it was a regular event at the Witch House, but he didn't expect that Lilia, the local witch, would not know about it.

It can be seen how unpopular this usual behavior is...

Looking at the surprise on his face, Lilia fell into high-quality silence.

She did know that the old women would organize some activities from time to time, but she had never participated in it, and she didn't know that it was called a tea party.

Unexpectedly, Dean had just arrived for a few days and was so busy.

Lilia said a few times in her heart, as if she was a little dissatisfied.

In fact, when the tea party was first held, the witches thought of inviting her.

After all, this person, Xiong or not, is the first to say that knowledge and wisdom are indeed second to none.

However, before he finished speaking, Lilia was blocked back by two words.

She said that it takes brainstorming to solve problems and only exposes their incompetence.

As a genius who has absolute confidence in herself, she doesn't need anyone, she points fingers at her research results, and only one person is enough to accomplish everything.

As soon as this response was released, it instantly poked the hornet's nest.

Before she could finish her witch's words, she was so angry that she left.

If you hold similar activities later, you will naturally not invite her again, and you will be bored.

Lilia recalled that from the memory corner that was classified as unimportant information, she found out what happened at the beginning, and her interest in this tea party instantly faded a lot.

However, it was a bit awkward to be asked by a newcomer from Dean.

Lilia stinked her face, and even the corners of her mouth fell. The low pressure spread all over her body almost frozen the tea in Dean's hand into ice.

This expression has already explained everything. Dean knew that she had not received the invitation without guessing. So in order to make the witch with poor popularity increase his knowledge, he took out the invitation letter he had just received and handed it over.

"Mr. Dean is invited to hut No. 203 to attend the "Winter Sun" tea party..."

After looking at the contents in the invitation letter, Lilia couldn't help but show a disgusting expression before she finished reading it.

"I'm going to vomit."

She put the invitation back to Dean's hand, looking disgusted, as if the invitation would stay for another second, it would be a kind of pollution to her fingers.

"It's still the warm sun in winter," it sounds disgusting, but you can endure humiliation."

Lilia looked Dean up and down, and it was the first time that this person had a strange understanding.

That kind of mentality is like learning that King Goujian of Yue lies in bed for firewood and tastes gall.

The person involved touched his nose, his eyes slightly fluttered.

Only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one never win a battle. If he wants to challenge the witches, of course he must first understand what his target group is like. Only after collecting information can he start formally.

But to be honest, although he attended the tea party with some thoughts, he was quite happy to attend the tea party. Although he had no chance to interrupt, the knowledge revealed by the witches when talking, as well as the information related to them exposed in various details, all benefited him a lot.

Especially the reading tea party held by "The Witch of Books" before, Dean also mixed two very cherished ancient books to watch and spent a very fulfilling afternoon.

Lilia couldn't understand.

She was too lazy to find out how Dean got in. She wiped her fingers several times before she explained her purpose of finding him.

"Fuya is on holiday today. I asked it to pick up something and will come back in a while."

Shaking the cup, Lilia looked at the opposite side because of this sentence, and looked up at Kana who she looked at, and curled her lips.

Perhaps it was the main pet Lianxin. Soon after she finished speaking, Fuya pushed open the door and walked in.

Dean looked at the door with some anticipation. On the sixth day after coming to the Witch House, he finally saw the shadow doll with a very different mental outlook than before.

"Here?"

Looking at Kana and Dean in the room, the shadow doll tilted her head, seemed to look at them, then nodded politely, held her suitcase and walked in.

His behavior was like a dignified and generous lady, which made people feel like a noble girl with extraordinary wealth and walked towards him.

Dean put down the teacup and suddenly felt a little pressure.

He silently straightened his back and looked at Fuya who was walking towards him and others.

This weird shadow doll is indeed very different from when I was in the breeding house.

I don’t know how many good things Lilia has fed it, but her appearance alone is much better than before.

He was also wearing a white robe, hanging down at his feet, swinging slightly with the movements of the magic pet, and merged with its entire body of white, as if it would shine, which was particularly eye-catching.

From a distance, I looked more like a young lady from a noble family.

Dean realized after seeing it that the truth that this man relies on clothes and horses and saddles seemed to be common to the magic pet. He looked at Fuya carefully, then looked at Kana again, and suddenly felt that his child became simple.

It's okay, you still have to talk based on the data.

You can wear clothes that are long and your hands will wear them. It is only for life whether you are strong or not.

Dean comforted himself, and then opened Fuya's information panel.

【Demon Pet Race: Shadow Doll】

【Gender: Female】

【Attribute: Ghost (Shadow)/Dark】

【Race Qualification:a】

【Individual Qualifications:s】

【Talent: Thinker】

[Introduction to Magic Pet: A shadow doll who has learned magic likes to think and can draw strength from thinking.

Although the original talent was reduced by absorbing a large number of elements outside this system, after mastering a variety of magic, it seems that it has developed a combat system that is more suitable for oneself.]
Chapter completed!