The end point of the teleportation is set directly in the backyard of Longlao Hotel.
It was not only Rean who came out of the teleportation array, but also Caster.
When Rean was talking to Randy, she was actually there, waiting outside the window.
This is of course done for the convenience of teleportation. Although the witch also has the ability to operate teleportation at a distance, the spiritual power consumption, spiritual vein requirements, and spatial positioning are much more difficult than starting from the main body.
Instead of pulling people at the end, Caster would rather teleport here first, and then take Rean to teleport there, which is easier.
At this time, the time had reached 23 o'clock, and the backyard was empty. Rean and Caster no longer had to worry about covering their whereabouts, and naturally walked towards Emma's room.
Rean didn't know the room number, and Emma didn't tell it when she left.
But Roselia and Emma are not novices, so it is impossible not to feel the fluctuations in spiritual power.
So I quickly opened the window and glanced at Caster in the yard.
Rean didn't dare to move his gaze upwards, mainly because he saw that Emma was wearing pajamas and no glasses, and her lethality was not ordinary.
Next, I deliberately slowed down my pace when I went upstairs to give Emma enough time to change clothes.
When the door opened and Rean walked into the room, Emma put on her daytime clothes again, and Roselia also put on her classical dress.
Rean first saluted Roselia: "I'm sorry to bother you so late."
Roselia's eyes didn't stay on him much, but focused more on Caster who was following Rean.
Caster, who still appeared as the ancestor of the Kane family, maintained his iceberg posture and was completely unaffected by Rousey: "There is no need to apologize, for vampires, night is the home court."
"Now that you know, you still dare to appear in front of me at this time!" Luo Sai snorted coldly and bared his teeth in his signature style.
"Why don't you dare?" Caster asked calmly, "We fought twice in one month. Which time did I suffer a loss?"
For the first time, Caster swallowed one-tenth of Roselle's spiritual power.
The second time, Caster provoked a fight between Rosé and Ken Parella.
When he thought of this, Luo Sai was so angry that he itched his teeth:
"I knew it was you who was responsible for this afternoon!"
"Mother-in-law, you are too impulsive." Caster remained calm and calm, "Really, it's the same as before, it hasn't changed at all - no, it looks much cuter."
This evaluation was really good at all, and Rosé became impulsive again.
"you--"
Fortunately, Emma spoke up in time to stop: "Grandma!"
"Are you still on their side at this time?" Roselia gritted her teeth.
"I'm not taking anyone's side, but I believe in Rean. He didn't come here specifically at this time just to make you angry." Emma blinked at Rean. Although she was no longer wearing a thin pajamas, she was still wearing the same clothes.
Without wearing glasses, the lethality remains high for a long time.
"That's a good answer, and your vision is even better." Caster nodded approvingly, "A witch doesn't care about her own position, good or evil, it doesn't matter. What matters is whether there is such a person who can entrust you with everything.
It seems you have found it."
"Yes." Emma replied without hesitation.
"Very good. Come on then, the better the vision, the more competitors. But I believe that we witches will never lose to other sneaky cats. I will personally teach you my experience and guarantee that I can defeat someone.
I'm so fascinated."
Luo Sai couldn't listen anymore and scolded: "Shut up, you extremely dissolute guy! Don't teach Emma bad things!"
"Junior, you can listen to your mother-in-law in other matters. If she is not good at this, she would not have been single until now."
Caster's cold face was completely different from her words, and the contrast brought about an even more powerful charm. She did have the ability to talk about making people "bewitched."
"Gah!"
Roselia was so angry that her voice changed, but she couldn't find a way to refute. In this regard, most witches were better than her.
You can only change the target.
"Lean Schwartzer, take care of the people you bring."
Li En is also helpless. What can I say when you talk about this? If you are not careful, you will get burned.
But now that Roselia had spoken, he couldn't pretend not to hear, and said bravely: "Caster, enough is enough, after all, she is also the mother-in-law who raised you and the master who taught you magic."
"I won't deny this. In fact, I have always been grateful to my mother-in-law. However, this is not my opinion alone, but the idea of all of us - mother-in-law, no, Witch Roselia, you should go too
Find your own happiness, if you still have a chance now."
Caster's words were no longer ridiculing or provocative in the slightest, they were extremely sincere, but they made Roselia look even more embarrassed:
"Yes, I want you to take care of it!"
"etc--"
Emma heard something was wrong, but she didn't speak as fast as Caster did.
"I can't control it. After all, you are the mother-in-law, but someone can."
"Who?" Rossay raised his eyebrows.
Even if you live to this day, you are only over 270 years old. I am already 800 years old. I don’t believe that there is a witch who can live longer than me?
Caster's body shape changed accordingly, transforming into a woman with hair color and eye color similar to Roselia, who also had a pair of fangs, but whose clothes were more ancient and complicated.
"Am I qualified to take care of you?"
"Who are you--?"
Rousey's body shook, her pupils shrank violently, and an expression of disbelief appeared on her delicate little face.
She wiped her eyes hard, but nothing changed.
"No, it's impossible. How could you possibly be hallucinating?"
"It's not an illusion, Rosé. Nine hundred years have passed, and it's great that you are still alive."
The woman smiled softly, stretched out a hand and touched Rosey's head.
The familiar touch made Rosey shake even more: "Why would you? It's impossible. If you were still alive, it would be impossible for me to become the chief witch?"
"Okay, okay, calm down." Caster reassured, "Of course I am dead, and the power and identity you inherited are not fake. It is precisely because I am dead that I can see you again in this way."
"What's going on?" Roselle sniffed, no longer irritable, like a child who was at odds with his mother, "You, and that extremely slutty girl just now - wait, us? All of us?"
"Have you finally noticed?" Caster patted Rosey's head. "Your old habit of being slow has not changed. The person standing in front of you is not a single witch, but all the 'witch descendants' since the Great Collapse.
A collection of wills, our common name is Caster, don’t mention those names from the past again.”
"All the 'witch's descendants'..."
"...Gathering of wills?"
Emma and Serenu looked at each other in confusion.
In the end, Serenu responded faster: "In this case, will Emma's mother also-"
"——Of course there are."
The image changed again, and the woman with long pink hair opened her arms.