"The guest wants to see me?"

The elf is a little nervous:

"I don't know none. What's the matter?"

"That half god just wants to say a few words to you, you can rest assured."

So Emilia followed Fiona nervously, walked out of the living room through the lane between the study and the locker room, and pushed the glass door to the "back garden" equivalent to the forest.

Miss Oranord is not there. The witch in the purple -red robe is sitting with the guests in the gazebo of the garden, admiring the "fuel flower" from the fire element plane transplanted in the garden.

Other maids who are responsible for taking care of the rare plants are far away from this area and will not disturb the host's conversation. Emilia is brought here by Fiona. She first asked Miss Felian Anna, and then looked at the so -called visiting guests.

Then, then

The height of the half -god witch is even shorter than Emilia. A silver long hair makes Emilia think of an unbound glacier. The black skirt on the other party is not expensive, but no one can deny her

Elegant.

Just seeing the short half god witch, the elf is sure that the other party is good at using the power of ice and snow, because she feels the cold from the soul:

"Hello."

She greeted respectfully, Croy curiously looked at the elf from the sixth era in front of her:

"Don't be nervous, I am"

Ps: plus 3/3. This is the plus more today, and the first day of the New Year continues.
Chapter completed!