Under the warm yellow light, looking away from the densely packed magic words on the pages of the book, Willett turned to Alice who was leaning against the car window.

"Deadpools have all received special training. As long as Deadpools themselves do not join in the chat, their nerves can always remain at their most alert, even when sleeping."

"Meow~"

The milk-split cat poked its head out of the hat, stretched out its pink tongue and licked its whiskers, and then stretched out in a very humane way.

Suddenly a hand came out from the hat, grabbed the middle-parted milk cat by the back of the neck, lifted it up, and placed it on the lap of the little blond wizard.

Then, a head emerged from the hat. The head that emerged from the hat was also wearing a retro blue-black top hat.

Alice recognized at a glance that the owner of this head was Hutch Roland.

"Hello," the head protruding from the hat shook his head from side to side, "You didn't expect me to be here, did you? Everyone!"

"Roland, when did you get in?"

Alice remembered that since she was freed, the magic mirror had been running around all day long, coming and going without a trace, and she didn't know where she went to have fun.

Before leaving, she checked her magic storage space and did not find Roland hiding in the hat.

After boarding the train to the Northland, traveling day and night under the stars and the moon, no Hutch Roland was seen popping out of his hat to speak.

It would be even more strange if she had really stayed silent in the hat these past few days!

"Can I keep it a little mysterious?"

Hutch Roland pretended to be mysterious and blinked, then looked around. After noticing the surrounding atmosphere, she shrank her neck and said, "I won't go out for the time being. It's more comfortable to stay in the hat..."

"Then what are you doing getting out of the hat?" Alice's tone was confused, the golden hair on her head was slightly curved, and her tone was doubtful.

The middle-parted cat wagged its tail very dissatisfied.

He raised his two paws and tried to push Hatch Roland into the hat. Only the owner could lift the back of his neck, and no one else was allowed!

"Stop... stop it! If you press me again, I will eat all your dried fish——"

Hatch Roland resisted desperately while shouting threats.

The middle-parted cat is no ordinary cat, it is even stronger than a tractor.

If Hatch Roland didn't use magic and just competed in strength, he wouldn't be able to beat the milk-centred cat.

When the middle-parted cat heard what the magic mirror said, he immediately moved his little paw away from the other person's head, turned his head, and showed a pitiful expression towards his little master.

Xuan Ran is about to cry, and she is so pitiful.

"This cat can be an actor. It's a pity not to be an actor." The Void Wand nestled in his sleeve sighed in admiration.

"You need to be compassionate as a person," Zhuo En disagreed with Wade. "Besides, everyone is the same master. Be gentle, Senior Wand!"

"I was just making a joke, you are targeting senior." The Void Wand angrily said, "If it weren't for the sake of the master, do you think you can talk to me in such a tone?"

"Liaoluuluo~" Zhuo En was not afraid of Wade's anger at all, and stuck out his tongue very naughtily.

The smell of gunpowder is a bit strong... Yinxue, who had remained silent all this time, thought to herself.

"Of course I came out this time not just to get some fresh air."

Hutch Roland looked at Brenda on the left and Alice on the right, the smile on his face became mysterious,

"The current atmosphere is very suitable for telling the story of the Ice Girl, right?"

"The story of the Ice Girl?" Alice pointed her hand on her chin and repeated in confusion, "Is it related to the Far North?"

"Meow?"

The middle-parted cat, who was still in tears just now, was attracted by Hatch Roland's topic. His eyes widened curiously, his ears perked up and he barked.
Chapter completed!