After turning around and around, they came to a place where a winding path led to a secluded place. A strange tree, which was relatively small among the strange forests, appeared in front of Quines. If Quines hadn't had Constance's guidance, he would have
I really can't find this place.
"You, the Parshengwa Witch Coven, will also participate in this gathering." Quins clicked his tongue and looked at the coat of arms hanging on the tree, already guessing where this place was.
"Humph, since we can exist in Saint-Dres-Fez, we naturally have a way to survive." Constance said proudly.
"Is anyone coming to this place?" Quins asked.
"Only those who are on good terms with our witch association will come here under the guidance of other witches. Other idlers will not be able to come here." Constance replied.
"I see, do you need guidance?" Quins knew that there were many weird secrets in the world, and that only the guidance of witches could lead to this. It was not an unacceptable fact.
Without hesitation, Quins stepped into the strange tree. Since Constance brought him here, he naturally had his intention.
As soon as he entered the door, Quins saw a petite little witch with a ponytail, her chin propped up and her head dozing off little by little.
"Huh? Is there someone here? Which sister is it?" The little witch seemed to have heard the movement, and muttered. She rubbed her big, sleepy eyes with her little hands, and a sudden scream spread throughout the strange tree.
"Who...are you? How...how did you get in?" the little witch stuttered.
Quins shrugged: "That's how I got in. There's such a big sign outside, and I'm not blind."
"There's no lure... No, how could you come in?" The little witch opened her eyes wide, with doubts on her face.
If he hadn't listened to Constance's explanation, Quins really wouldn't have understood what the little witch meant.
Quins waved his hand: "None of this matters. Since I'm here, of course I'm here to buy something."
"How could it not be important?" the little witch said angrily, "Just wait." After saying that, the little witch turned around and ran into the inner room, dragging her long wizard robe.
"Sister, sister is not good, something unknown came in." The little witch shouted loudly as she ran, as if she was afraid that Quins wouldn't hear.
"Something you don't know?!" What the hell was this name? Quins was sweating profusely.
After a while, the little witch tried her best to pull out the witch wearing a fiery red wizard robe with two small hands.
Quins smiled slightly, an old acquaintance! No, a familiar stranger. After all, the two of them had only met once, and the person who came out was the Firecrow Witch Moira Griffin.
"Is it you?" Moira was slightly startled. Seeing Quins coming here alone, Moira finally understood why Teresa was making such a fuss. Indeed, even she couldn't pretend at this moment.
"Hello, I didn't expect us to meet again." Quins smiled.
Moira ignored Quins's greetings and directly asked her doubts: "How did you get here? Without the witch to guide you, you wouldn't have been able to get here."
"you guess."
Moira's face suddenly darkened.
"Okay, okay, let me say," Quins raised his hands and said, "I said Constance guided me here. Do you believe it or not?"
"Constance?!" Moira's reaction was a bit strange. She did not immediately question Quins' words. After thinking for a moment, she actually acquiesced.
Quince was secretly surprised and couldn't help but express his doubts to Constance in his heart.
Constance hummed and said: "Don't underestimate our Pars Saint-Was Witch Coven. Although the path of divination has been covered up by you, there are secret techniques in the witch coven that involve the collective subconscious sea of living beings. They should
I have become aware of the fact that my soul has not entered the sea of collective subconscious of all living beings.”
"..."
Although he sensed that the Parsonage Witches were doubtful about Constance's life and death, Quins had no intention of explaining anything. After all, no matter where Constance's body was, it was confirmed.
"Won't you show me around? I brought enough gold coins today." Quins interrupted Moira's thinking.
"Oh, oh, come with me." Moira came back to her senses, "Theresa, you go and guard the door. I will entertain this guest."
The little witch looked at Quins curiously with her big eyes. She was really curious that this person in front of her could make the hot-tempered sister Moira not pursue it. But this was just a thought. Sister Moira was so strong.
, she didn’t dare to tease the tiger’s beard.
"Let's go!" Moira stepped forward, took Quins' left arm, and walked straight upstairs.
Quins felt the softness on his left arm, smelled the hot body fragrance that was lingering around him, and was suddenly dragged up by Moira.
Fortunately, he is also a man of firm will. After the elemental backlash, his willpower has improved a lot, and Quines was soon freed from these temptations.
As soon as he went up to the second floor, Quins was attracted by the scene in front of him. With Quins's current eyesight, he could naturally see at a glance that the mysterious materials on the second floor were strange objects and secret medicines.
Below level 4, in other words, the Pars Saint-Vaire Witch Guild does not sell low-level mysterious items, which is a blockbuster.
Looking at Quins's stunned eyes, Moira raised her chin and said, "How about it? The things here are enough to drain your abundant gold coins."
Quins regained his composure and somewhat understood why Constance had led him here. From his perspective, he could see that all the goods displayed here were rare or above, and none of them were ordinary goods.
And in the list of promotion witchcraft cards he listed, at least one-third of the materials are rare-level, and there are even a few required mysterious materials that are treasure-level and difficult to get. Two or three glances
In a short period of time, Quins has seen no less than two pieces of rare materials that he needs.
If Quins goes to buy it elsewhere, even if he has these rare materials, he still needs to compete with other extraordinary beings, and it is unknown whether he can buy them or not.
Quins opened his mouth and said: "It is indeed enough to empty my pocket. You guys are really a good place."
"That's right!" Moira raised her head proudly.
"Then I want this, this, this..." This time it was Quins' turn to drag Moira through the mysterious materials area. Quins would click on almost every third piece.
After arriving at two items, Quines took over two-thirds of the mysterious materials in the material area.
"How much do you think it is?" Quins said boldly. He had never spent so much money before.
Moira was stunned, but her face was not surprised, but ugly: "No, no, you can't buy so much."
"Why? Such a big deal comes to your door and you don't do it?" Quins was a little puzzled.
Moira snorted: "Do we, the Parshengwa Witches, need the money? The reason why we opened this shop is just to give our good allies of the Witches a chance to buy rare and mysterious materials.
If you do this, what will happen to the people who come after you? Do you really think that people from the six major churches and the mysterious defense agency will sell rare materials on a large scale? You are so naive."
"So that's it, it's exactly what I guessed," Quins clapped his hands: "Then I really came to the right place this time."
"You! Huh, seeing as you sent over the information that Constance sacrificed her life to get, I gave you a chance to make a deal, but you actually pushed it further," Moira Huodao said, "I can make the decision. Just now you ordered
I can buy one-tenth of those materials and give you three rare materials as a gift."
Quins shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, I don't need to give them away, I want the ones I ordered just now." Knowing that so many rare materials could not be sold elsewhere, how could Quins let go of this opportunity.
"Oh, it's really a shame." Moira's body was dimly lit by fire. If it weren't for the sake of her former sister Constance, if someone else said this, Moira would have blinded him with a fireball.