Witch Brigade

Between seven turns and eight bends, straight to a winding path leading to a secluded place, a strange tree that was small in the strange forest appeared in front of Quinns. Had it not been for Constance's advice from Quinnes, he would really not find this place.

"Your Pal Sacred Witch Club will also participate in this rally." Quinns tut looked at the coat of arms hanging on the tree, already guessing where it was.

"Hmph, since we can exist in San Dres Fez, we naturally have our way of survival." Constance said proudly.

"Will anyone come from this place?" Quinns asked.

"Only when we can make friends with our witches, will they be guided by other witches, and other idlers can't get here." Constance replied.

"So, do you need guidance?" Quinnes knew that there are many weird secrets in this world, and only the guidance of a witch can come here. It is not an unacceptable fact.

Without hesitation, Quinnes stepped into the strange tree. Since Constance brought him here, he naturally had his intentions.

As soon as he entered the door, Quinns saw a petite, ponytailed little witch with her chin resting on her head, dozing off her head little by little.

"Huh? Has anyone come? Which sister?" The little witch mumbled as if hearing the movement. The little hand rubbed his big awkward eyes, and a sudden scream spread throughout the whole strange tree.

"You...who are you? How did you... get in?" the little witch squatted.

Quinns shrugged: "That's how I came in, with such a big sign outside, I'm not blind."

"No...No, how could you come in?" The little witch opened her big eyes, her face full of doubts.

If it hadn't been for Constance's explanation, Quinnes really didn't understand the meaning of the little witch.

Quinns waved his hand: "These are not important. Since I am here, of course I am here to buy things."

"Why is it not important," the little witch said angrily: "You wait." After finishing speaking, the little witch dragged her long wizard robe and turned and ran into the inner room.

"Sister, elder sister is okay. Something I don't know came in." The little witch yelled as she ran, as if she was afraid Quinns could not hear.

"Something I don't know?!" What the **** is this, Quines sweats profusely.

After a while, the little witch struggled, and two little witches walked out holding a witch in a flaming wizard robe.

Quinns smiled, old acquaintance! No, it was a familiar stranger. After all, the two had only met once, and the person who came out was the Fire Crow Witch Moira Griffin.

"It's you?" Moira was taken aback. Seeing Quince came here alone, Moira finally knew why Teresa was making such a fuss. Indeed, even at the moment she is a little overwhelmed.

"Hello, I didn't expect we would meet again." Quinnes laughed.

Moira ignored Quinns’ greetings, and directly asked her own doubts: "How did you get here? Without the guidance of a witch, you can't get here."

"you guess."

Moira's face suddenly sank.

"Okay, okay, I said," Quinnes said with his hands raised: "I said Constance led me here, do you believe it or not?"

"Constance?!" Moira's reaction was a little strange, and she didn't question Quinnes's words for the first time. After thinking for a while, she actually acquiesced.

Quinnes was secretly surprised, and could not help expressing his doubts to Constance in his heart.

Constance hummed: "Don’t underestimate our Pal Saint-Var Witch Club. Although the way of divination is covered by you, there is a secret technique in the Witch Club that involves the collective subconscious sea of ​​creatures. They should I have been aware of the fact that my soul has not entered the collective subconscious sea of ​​creatures."

"..."

Although aware that the witch of Pal Saint Val would doubt Constance's life or death, Quinnes did not intend to explain anything. After all, wherever Constance's body was, it was a real hammer.

"Would you not show me a tour? I brought enough gold coins today." Quinnes interrupted Moira's thinking.

"Oh, oh, come with me." Moira recovered, "Telisa, you go and guard the door. I will entertain this guest."

The little witch looked at Quince curiously with big eyes, and she was really curious that the person in front of her could let the hot-tempered Sister Moira not pursue her. But this is all just thinking about it, Sister Moira's strength, she doesn't dare to tease the tiger's beard lightly.

"Let's go!" Moira stepped forward and took Quinnes's left arm and walked straight upstairs.

Quince felt the softness on his left arm, smelling the hot body fragrance around him, and was dragged up by Moira for a while.

Fortunately, he is also a strong-willed person. After elemental backlash, his willpower has improved a lot, and Quinns soon escaped from these temptations.

As soon as he went to the second floor, Quinnes was attracted by the sight in front of him. With Quinnes’s eyesight today, he can naturally see that the mysterious materials on the second floor are strange objects and secret medicines. Those below Tier 4, in other words, the Pal Saint Val Witch will not sell low-level mystery items, this is the bunker.

Looking at Quinnes with a stunned look, Moira raised his chin and said, "How about? There are enough things here to empty your gold coins."

Quinnes slowed down, somewhat understanding why Constance led him here. From his eyes, he could see that the goods displayed here were all rare and above, and none of them were ordinary goods.

And in the list of promoted witchcraft cards he listed, at least one-third of the materials were rare-level materials, and there were even a few required mysterious materials that were treasure-level materials that were difficult to obtain. Within two or three eyes, Quinns had seen no less than two treasure-level materials that he needed.

If Quinnes buys it from another house, even if he has these rare-quality materials, he still needs to compete with other transcendents. Whether he can buy it or not is unknown.

Quinnes split his mouth and said, "It's really enough to empty my pocket. You guys, it's such a good place."

"That is!" Moira raised her head proudly.

"Then I want this one, this one~www.novelmtl.com~this one..." This time it’s Quinnes’s turn to drag Moira past the mysterious material area, almost every third. Quinnes would pick up two pieces, and after walking down in a circle, Quinnes fully contracted two-thirds of the mysterious material in the material area.

"How much do you count?" Quinns said boldly, he had never spent such a large sum of money.

Moira was dumbfounded, but she was not surprised, but ugly: "No, no, you can't buy so much."

"Why? You don't want to do such a big deal?" Quinnes was puzzled.

Moira snorted, "Will the witch of Pal Sanva be the one who lacks the money? The reason for opening this shop is just to give our witches a chance to buy rare and mysterious materials. If you do this, what will the people who come later do? Do you really think that the people of the six major churches and the mysterious defense agencies will sell rare materials on a large scale? It's really naive.

"It turned out to be so, and it was exactly the same as I guessed," Quinnes clapped his hands: "Then I really came right this time."

"You! Hmph, it was because you sent the information about Constance's life sacrifice, I gave you a chance to make a deal, and you had to make an inch of it," Moira Fire Avenue: "I can be the master. You can buy one-tenth of those materials and give you three rare materials."

Quinnes shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, I don't need to send it, I will just order the ones." Knowing that there are so many rare-level materials that can't be sold in other places, how could Quinnes miss this opportunity.

"Oh, I really pushed my nose to my face." Moira had a faint flash of fire around her body. If it weren't for her former sister, Constance, if it were not for her former sister, Constance, Moira would have burned him. A look.

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