In the dimly lit room, Downton and Death Witch both remained silent, quietly sizing each other up.

  This is a girl of about fifteen years old, with an innocent and lovely face, but between her eyebrows, there is already a hint of a captivating and alluring aura, which will surely make her a beauty that can drive many kings crazy when she grows up.

  Her eyes are large and beautiful, like blue sapphires, with a misty look after crying, making people can't help but feel pity. Her nose is straight and tall, with a freckle that's about to fade away. Her thin lips are slightly pink because of the gentle bite of her white teeth.

  "Don't look at me like that!" The female demon fidgeted uncomfortably, her two slender index fingers twisting together, and she also avoided Tang Dun's gaze, making her want to escape, but the door was blocked.

  "I've never seen a Death Witch so timid and shy!" The Magic Book flew out, displaying the text.

  The female ghost was slender and obviously malnourished, wearing a white Victorian-style suit dress, blue and white striped knee-high socks on her legs, and a pair of pink round-toed leather shoes on her feet, sweet like a piece of cake.

  "Don't look!" The female demon suddenly stretched out her hand and covered her chest.

  "I'm not interested in braised egg at all!" Tang Dun originally didn't notice the female demon's chest, but after she mentioned it, his gaze unconsciously swept past.

  Slightly raised curves, like a flower bud waiting to bloom, combined with pale and slightly transparent skin, are absolutely lethal to some weird uncles.

  "You're the one who's a rotten egg, your whole family are rotten eggs!" The female demon pouted, her voice ethereal and completely lacking the soul-killing aura of a death demon, instead resembling an oppressed neighbor girl.

  "How long have you been here?" Danton didn't want to waste any more time, perhaps he could find out the origin of this underground castle from the Death Witch.

  The female demon's face suddenly stiffened, then became despondent, floated to the corner, hugged her knees and crouched down.

  "Hey!" Tong Dun felt like a bad guy.

  "I don't remember, anyway it was a very, very long time ago, so long that the little wisteria grew from a seed to covering the entire city, and Thia collected all the stones here and filled up the backyard!" The Death Nymph suddenly sobbed, "I miss home, I miss mom, I want my brother to talk to me!"

  Tang Dun let out a sigh and sat down at the entrance. If he was still on guard against the female demon's sneak attack just now, then at this moment, he had lost all thoughts of fighting. This girl was like a little swan that had strayed from home, without any threat whatsoever.

  The bedroom fell silent until the girl stopped sobbing, then Tangdon spoke up.

  "Where is your home? I'll take you back!"

  "Really?" The girl's face was full of surprise, but it turned into a painful expression after a moment. "Huh, where is my home? Why can't I remember?"

  "What's going on?" Tang Don wrote, asking the magic book.

  "She's a naturally reborn death witch, missing some memories from her past life!" Homura exclaimed, "Although I don't know who killed this girl, she's undoubtedly lucky to not have become an ugly ghoul."

  Tang Dun nodded, knowing that the natural rebirth rate of the Death Nymph was one in a million, extremely rare.

  "The Death Witch is born with an extremely strong magical affinity, and with their long lifespan to squander, they can become mages if they wish. Moreover, they are soul-based life forms, so when they advance to a higher rank, they can completely ignore any physical attacks except for magic and divine arts." Holma exclaimed in admiration, "This is a naturally born magical species!"

  "I know, the Undead Clan's Death Witch Legion, powerful and formidable, has the reputation of being the continent's number one magic legion!" Tandon had read through the war history that Irene brought back, which recorded many classic battles. "The strongest sixth-generation witch legion in history once relied on its powerful long-range magic projection firepower to take down 23 main cities of the human kingdom in just one day!"

  "So, Death Witches are born into nobility and sent to military magic academies for training from a young age. You should consider yourself lucky, if you had met a Death Witch somewhere else, you would have been dead for sure." Holma reminded Danton, "Don't think that just because you have the flesh shield of a Ghoul, you can roam freely in the underground city."

  "Don't cry, your eyes are all swollen!" After comforting the Death Nymph with a sentence, Tang Dun began to dismantle the door of the house, piled up a pile of wood, and prepared to make a fire.

  The girl often cries, but she stops quickly, after all, she has already gotten used to this loneliness.

  "Cough cough, what are you doing?" Looking at Tang Don lighting the bonfire, making the room full of thick smoke, the Death Nymph quickly stopped him.

  "Roast meat, for dinner, are you going to eat some?" Tang Dun didn't know the living habits of the Death Nymphs, but they shouldn't reject food.

  "No, how disgusting!" The death witch looked at the bloody meat block, seemingly disgusted by the stench, and floated away.

  "Hey, are you a female demon or what? Why do I look like an undead creature!" Tang Dun grumbled, "If I had a choice, I wouldn't eat this thing!"

  "Eat? Ah, wait!" The girl floated away, this was the Death Witch's innate talent, a floating technique that she had grasped on her own since birth, and it didn't consume any magical energy.

  "It seems your dinner is settled." Holma exclaimed, "Fortunately, we didn't leave just now, otherwise we wouldn't have met such a special death fairy."

  In just a minute, the dead witch floated back with a clay pot in her arms.

  "Honey, I've collected it, and it's delicious!"

  The dead witch thrust the jar into Danton's hands, batting her pretty big eyes at him expectantly, like a girl showing off a new toy to a playmate.

  "You're supposed to be an evil undead creature, why are you so cute?" Tangton muttered to himself in his heart, twisted open the lid, looked at the golden honey liquid, and took a sip.

  "How is it? How is it? Is it sweet?" The Death Nymph circled around Danton, asking eagerly.

  "Very sweet, thank you!" Danton licked his lips and wrote on the magic book, "Why are there bees in this dead underground castle?"

  "What's so surprising? Even in the desolate land of the dead, there are countless plants and insects. Do you think it's all just barren rocks?" Holma gave Danton a lesson, "You're lucky, this should be the ghost bee's collected honey, it's incredibly delicious, in the human kingdom, one ounce costs over 10,000 gold Delands."

  "Isn't it expensive?" Tong Dun was shocked. With just one mouthful, hadn't he drunk away a lot of money? In the past 15 years, he hadn't even saved up to 10,000 gold coins.

  "The Ghost Honey has the effect of calming the mind, strengthening the body and restoring magical energy. It is a nourishing product, and what's more, this bee only builds its nest in dark environments, making it extremely difficult for humans to harvest."

  Holmes estimated that the jar of honey weighed about five pounds, and if they rationed it carefully, it would be enough to sustain Watson for half a month. But in the next second, he made a move that left him stunned.

  "What are you doing?" The Death Nymph looked at the can handed over by the young man in confusion, "Isn't it undrinkable?"

  "No, this ghost honey is too expensive, I don't have a gift." Downton's face turned red, he was not a man who liked to take advantage of small favors.

  "This was originally called Ghost Honey, you're so knowledgeable!" The Death Nymph clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her eyes shining with stars as she gazed at Tang Dong adoringly. "I don't want any gifts, just enjoy drinking it, that's all, I can go pick some more!"

  Dangton dryly laughed twice, feeling embarrassed. He was a poor devil and couldn't even afford to give a gift for the meeting.

  "Wait a minute!" Tong Dun suddenly remembered that there were wildflowers in the yard, so he rushed out to pick some and made a flower wreath.

  "How beautiful!" The Death Fairy floated behind, gazing at those flowers, and couldn't help but praise.

  "Yours!" Tandon placed the garland on the female demon's head, paired with a head of black hair, like an oil painting, beautiful beyond compare.

  The female demon blushed and lowered her head, twisting the two index fingers together again. This was the first time she had received a gift from a boy, and she was very nervous.

  "Next time, I'll definitely give you a nice gift." Dangton found a few more straws and wove a lifelike cicada.

  "How lovely!" The girl held the cicada in the palm of her hand and blew a few puffs of air, giggling with glee.

  A faint smile played on Downton's lips as he thought of Irene.

  In the past, when we were poor at home, my sister saw other girls having toys and felt envious, but she was very well-behaved and never asked for any. So I used grass stems to make various small insects for her, to comfort her.

  "Cerisia, my name!" The Death Nymph felt today was the happiest day of her life, "Thank you for your gift!"

  "I am Tonton!" It wasn't until now that Tonton realized Seres spoke to him without moving her lips at all.

  "This is the Death Witch's innate soul communication magic, otherwise do you think she could understand Dranfordspeak?" Holma saw Danton's confusion and explained for him.

  "In that inn, there are three humans, you must be careful, they're scoundrels, they'll definitely kill you!" Danton couldn't bring himself to ask Seres for help collecting the magic stones.

  The female witch can collect gems, gather honey, and naturally search for magic stones, and maybe there are already quite a few in stock.

  "Hmm, if I wasn't worried that you'd kill my brother, I absolutely wouldn't have come out." Seres showed a fearful and sorrowful expression, she also knew that as an undead, she would be seen as an evil creature to be eliminated by humans.

  "Brother?" Tang Dun tilted his head and listened carefully, but there was no sound.

  "Hmm, be careful over there!" Seres floated towards the rooftop.

  Danton followed, climbed up the ladder and then through the broken window, saw the death knight lying on the bed.

  "What's going on?" Holma jumped in surprise, the magic detector had just been released, and two green flames suddenly burst out of his opponent's eyes.

  Tang Dun's scalp was numb, a high-ranking Death Knight, whose combat power was at least not lower than the fifth rank of war, even if the strongest Robinson came, it would be an instant burst.

  "Run fast!" Holma projected the words, urging Tandon to hurry and escape before the Death Knights emerged, or else he would surely die.

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