Chapter 693: Utopia

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Supper was brought by the servants.

Before opening the lid, Anne could already smell the mouth-watering fragrance. There is a thick stack of baked golden bread in the tin box, and it can be seen that it is kneaded and fermented with peeled fine wheat flour. In addition, there was a small packet of butter and a pot of broth, which was enough for five people.

"The spoons, dishes, etc. are all in the wooden cabinets in the cabinet, and breakfast will be delivered tomorrow, so there is no need to keep the food overnight." The attendant said methodically, "Please don't leave at will until you have obtained an official resident ID card." Diplomatic building. In addition, the basement is forbidden to enter. If you want to practice your ability, you can go to the rooftop. There is a service room on the first floor, and I sleep there. If you need anything, please come to me at any time. This is different from a hotel. free."

The five people were stunned for a while, until the other party bowed and left, they still didn't come back to their senses for a while.

"Is this how the nobles entertain? It's exactly the same as in the drama," Amy was the first to sigh, "It's just that the lines are not right."

"For example?" Broken Sword and Hero asked curiously.

"It's like your honor, it's an honor to serve you... Usually it starts like this."

"We're not nobles, so naturally he wouldn't say that." No. 76 chuckled, "Anyway, let's eat first, I'm already hungry."

"That's right." Everyone swallowed in unison.

No good, is this a honey offensive launched by King Graycastle? Annie felt a sense of worry in her heart. It seemed like an act of solicitation, but the head of the Witch Union didn't even ask about their abilities. This inconsistent move made it difficult for her to judge the other party's intentions. It would be okay if she was the only one, but now that there are four more companions by her side, she must be more cautious and must not make the same mistakes as before.

There is no doubt that the safest way is to stay away from the west - the church is now declared destroyed, and the greatest enemy no longer exists. As long as they find a village or a small town close to a big city, they can hide their identities and live, just like in the morning light.

Unfortunately, this method does not work now.

Seeing No. 76 staggering to the table, she couldn't help sighing. In any case, the Witch Union does have the ability to heal the disabled, and the prospect described is quite attractive. Now that she saw the dawn of the hero standing up again, she naturally couldn't take the four of them away.

Forget it, fill your stomach first.

When Annie put a piece of buttered bread into her mouth, she immediately felt an unprecedented softness and sweetness filled her mouth. The bread was so delicate that it almost melted without a single grit, and it flowed easily without chewing. down the throat.

Damn it, this honey attack... is too fierce.

Although she was thinking this way in her head, she found that her hand could not help touching the next piece.

For a while, except for the sound of eating and drinking, almost no one spoke in the room.

It wasn't until there were only a few scraps left in the iron box that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can we still eat this kind of food in the future?" Broken Sword reluctantly sucked every finger.

"Should...not likely," Amy lifted the soup pot and poured the fragrant broth evenly into five bowls. There were still some green onions and circles of oil floating on the golden soup surface, which looked extraordinarily attractive , "This kind of bread should only be affordable by the upper class nobles. My father usually eats coarse bread."

"It's good to have rough bread, don't forget that when we first arrived at dawn, it was difficult to fill our stomachs." The hero blew on the hot air, couldn't wait to take a long drink, then took a mouthful of warm air from his mouth, and whispered It is full of long-lost satisfaction.

"Master Wendy said that joining the Witch Union will bring many benefits... I don't know if the package includes food?"

"Before she left, she said that she would show us around Neverwinter and the Witch Union tomorrow. Ask her then."

"I hope it will be fine."

When she heard her companions chattering about the treatment that the Witch Union might give, Anne had a faint premonition in her heart that they might stay in this city for a long time.

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After taking a shower, a group of people climbed into bed early - a house consists of a living room and four bedrooms. The five discussed it and quickly decided on the roommate. Annie, as the most powerful witch, naturally chooses to share the same bed with the hero whose life is extremely inconvenient.

The beds were very soft and there was no musty smell, obviously the place was cleaned frequently. There were only a few tiny flames left in the charcoal fire of the fireplace. The flickering dim light reflected the furnishings in the room on the white stone wall, and the black shadows swayed gently, as if dancing with the cold wind whistling outside the window.

She tucked the hero into bed and blew out the candles.

The big bed was quickly warmed up by the hot palms, the hero squeezed into her arms, and said softly, "It's been almost a year since we left Wolfheart, right?"

"Well... If you count from the day you arrived at the border of Dawn, it's close to one year and two months." Annie nodded.

"Then how long have we been away from our hometown?"

This question made her fall into silence. In fact, Annie couldn't remember the exact time when she left her hometown. She only remembered that it was a remote village in the northwest of Wolfheart. After her identity as a witch was exposed, she continued to trek eastward, covering most of Wolfheart, until she was betrayed by the Bloodfang Society before stopping at the outskirts of the capital.

The same goes for Broken Sword and Heroes.

They were forced to leave home for their own reasons, and after going through hardships along the way, they finally met Annie in Wolfheart City, and only then did they escape together together.

"It's been almost five years," the hero said in a low voice. "In the past five years, I have been hiding from the church's pursuit, and I have hardly stopped for a moment. When I was in the capital, I thought I could finally stop running away. I didn't expect Even if you lose your legs, you still have to keep running."

Annie couldn't help hugging her even tighter.

"Lord Wendy said... this is the home of witches, can we really settle down here?" The hero's voice was intermittent, like the faint wind outside the window, as if he was asking her, or talking to himself, "I don't want to wander around anymore."

Annie suddenly felt some soreness in her eyes, "Don't worry, we will have a room of our own, and you can regain your legs. You can go wherever you want-not to escape, but to travel at leisure."

"Really..." the hero paused for a long time, "It would be great if I was born in Graycastle from the beginning." In the end, her voice was inaudible.

Annie opened her mouth, and just when she was about to say something, she heard the sound of even breathing coming from her ear.

The girl in my arms has fallen asleep.