793 Blood of Severe Winter (II)

"Bang" The knock at the door interrupted the fat man's thoughts,"

"Come in" The fat man turned around and saw Turit Colleen with a somewhat haggard face walking in from outside the door. This look was rarely seen in the witch who was good at medicine. It was a faint gray color, and it seemed that she looked much decadent.

"How is it, how is the condition of the little princess Austin?" The fat man walked over with concern. Chaturit Colleen's fair little hand, a cold chill came from Turit Colleen's palm.

"It is a kind of cold poison from the northern polar region. Although it is a bit troublesome, there is no way! I have temporarily used the frost grass to stabilize the deteriorating condition. If I want to truly eradicate it, it will take about a month." Turit Colleen looked at the fat man's face that suddenly turned white, like a layer of white frost dyed, and quickly pulled his hand out of the fat man's hand apologetically.

"Why are your hands so cold?" the fat man asked in surprise. The cold air just now shocked him. It was a bone-thrusting coldness, which seemed to freeze people from the depths of his soul.

If the fat man is not strong in his internal strength, he may be so cold that he will let go immediately. In winter, people will have poor qi and blood, which will lead to cold limbs, but it will be too abnormal to be cold to this level.

Turit Colleen subconsciously blocked her hand with her sleeve. If you look carefully, you will find that a layer of frost can be seen on her white hand, and her face turned slightly red and said, "Don't mean it, this is a common problem in our family. Winter is the world of the goddess of cold wind. In the continent of Obaro, the goddess of cold wind is a goddess with prophecy. She always tells the world about the arrival of winter in advance.

Therefore, the Turit family, which also has the power of prophecy, will appear particularly tired in winter, and the three days of the birthday of the Cold Wind Goddess are also our weakest three days!

If it is in the northern part of the Obaro continent, where winter has already arrived,

We must also lock ourselves in a closed room to seek the spiritual power of the goddess Cold Wind, and we cannot see the wind or the light. Among the witches of the families of all generations, this is how to screen the true psychic witches!”

"Oh.   I made a profit by saying that," the fat man smiled, his right hand gently brushed over Turitkolin's pale face, and said in a voice, "Is it really important to be a psychic witch? I heard you once say that a psychic witch can only see the result of something in the future, not the process, that is, whether you see it or not, that thing will happen."

"So do you think?" Turitkelin's face was stunned for a moment, then she showed a hint of joy. Her purple eyes were flowing with her eyes, looking at the drizzle flying outside the window, and then glanced at the fat man affectionately, before she said playfully and calmly.

"This is also why I prefer Ikadiva Land. At least here, I don't have to fear the cold winter or my identity. Everyone will not reject me from the heart because of the special ability of psychic prophecy.

In fact, among the psychic witches of all ages, most of them were accidentally selected. Many people have not found someone who really likes them until they die of old age! Compared to them, I am already very lucky."

"Yes, if it weren't forcing, who would be willing to take on these inexplicable responsibilities!" Turit Colleen's words aroused a touch of the fat man. From a small country lord to the most powerful country with power over the mainland, only the fat man himself knew how difficult this road was. Sometimes the fat man would think in the middle of the night that if he hadn't happened to encounter the invasion of the Kujits, he should have been a small lord who did evil in the countryside.

In fact, sometimes, the fat man also thinks that if Turit Colleen was not a witch, she should be more cheerful than she is now. After all, she is only a seventeen-year-old woman. Her velvet black eyes look particularly mysterious to young men, like the legendary banshee who can even suck the soul away with a glance. The watery light filled her eyes. When she spoke, the tiny and straight little nose was always inciting.

Maybe because of Obaro's race or underage, Turik Colleen's figure is the youngest among all girls, the youngest, charming and naughty, and her behavior and attitude are a bit coquettish.

She can pretend to be a little girl, swaying in front of you for a few hours, hooking your neck, rubbing your hands, gently biting your ears, or saying some irrelevant silly words, and occasionally saying some presumptuous words.

Under your angry eyes, you suddenly act innocent and innocent again, your eyes are bright and captivating, your rosy lips are thick, fleshy and cunning,

As the object specially trained by the Turit family, they have unique insights into many events, proving that they are not just as brainless as outside. This is a delicate woman who looks like a sister and a little fairy. On several occasions, the fat man felt at a loss about Turit Colleen's nonsense.

But this time, Turitkolin was very serious. She pressed her cold forehead against the fat man's forehead. The heat from her nose made her ears slightly red. Her eyes were a little lonely and sad. She said, "I may need to go back to the Obaro continent! I received a letter from the family. Through the gift of the Goddess of the North Wind and the unanimous recognition of the family Presbyterian Church, our generation of witches has been determined to be my second sister, Turitkonas. This is the top priority for the family. As a candidate for witches, I must return to the family to end this practice. This is respect and recognition of the new witches."

"I'm afraid it will take at least 2 months to come and go! And it's still winter..." The fat man's face changed slightly, and he wanted to dissuade Turit Colleen's decision.

"This is the top priority of the family. As long as you are a descendant of the Turit family, you must rush back to attend the celebration no matter how far away." Turit Colleen replied to the fat man with a helpless and bitter smile. "Otherwise, it will be regarded as disrespect for the family witches. If I do not participate, I will be regarded as provoking and indifference to the new witches. This is an extremely serious crime in the family, and I will be removed from the family!"

"If you remove the list, you will be expelled. It's just a false name!" The fat man said with disdain. "This is Ikadiva, a sea thousands of miles away. I don't believe that the Turit family can extend their sphere of influence here! Even if they really meet every day, they dare not do anything to you!"

"False name doesn't matter, but they are all my relatives!" Turik Colleen showed a cold and heartbreaking smile. "What's more, I once promised myself that if any of the two sisters could become a witch, I would definitely congratulate myself!"

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Chapter completed!