Chapter 141 Melee

When Sally presented her slave to "Auntie", Ron and others behind Polly were dumbfounded.

Although the elf was wearing the same mask as them and his appearance was not clear, judging from his figure, attire, and hairstyle, it was undoubtedly Mindatis!

However, the elf's state was obviously not right. He was absent-minded and followed the witch who captured him like a zombie, letting the other party manipulate him like a puppet.

They were acting, so this one couldn't be... really fooled by the witch? !

"Do you want to kill him now?" Sera obviously recognized the elf. She pulled Ron and asked in a low voice.

According to her temper, she should rush up and kill these three witches and Mindatis together. This is called cutting the Gordian knot.

But Ron signaled her not to worry, because Polly had said before that this seemingly standard three-person witch gathering actually had four people - the mother of the twins was still unknown at the moment.

Rashly alerting the enemy would only increase the difficulty. After all, they were not going into the mountains to suppress bandits, but wanted to get more information from the two witches of the previous generation gathering.

"Although the gifts I offered were not enough, they are definitely more to your taste than those seven!" Sally glanced at her sisters proudly, "Just get out of here!"

"Well..." "Auntie" pondered. She naturally had her own considerations. For this witch who had lived for a longer time, the number of servants was indeed not that important.

"No, 'Auntie', you can't really..." Polly was also stunned by Sally's move. She never expected that the other party would be persuaded by a mere elf's chip. How could this be possible?

"No, no, yes, no!" "Auntie" seemed to be experiencing a fierce struggle in her heart. She changed her words several times, so that her face looked even more hideous.

In the end, no one knew which side had the upper hand. "Auntie" waved her hand violently, and her sharp claws left four deep scratches on the tree trunk: "No! No matter what this elf was, he is now only my slave, not worthy of being compared at all!"

"Polly, you are my only sweetheart; as for you, 'Gloomy Sally', you must choose between two options: make up for your sincerity, or die!"

Sally's smile that was originally sure of victory froze on her face: "No, it shouldn't be like this, you clearly said you would... I understand!"

She screamed hysterically, making this monster even closer to a beast Rather than humanoid creatures; "I understand, mother! You are the one behind this, right?!"

"I didn't expect you to go this far! But it doesn't matter, I will never be manipulated by you again!"

"Choice, choice? You never gave me a choice! I will fight you!"

The witch untied a cloth bag from her waist and threw it towards "Auntie" with all her might. Several seeds in it broke through the bag as soon as they were released from her hands, and turned into several thick thorny vines to bind "Auntie". Sally immediately took out a set of mortar and pestle, added something unknown into it, and started to grind and chant while muttering.

"You dare to resist me?!" "Auntie" grinned, raised her hands, and a large group of insects gushed out from under her armpits, instantly devouring the vines. "I don't know how many of your tricks were learned from me, and you dare to resist me?!"

A shadow seemed to appear behind "Auntie". Although this shadow looked nothing like her, Sally, who was originally weaker, was in a desperate situation when the "two witches" cast spells at the same time, and she was in danger of the opponent's weird spells!

"Sister!" The witch screamed, "You don't think that after I die, they will really treat you as a sweetheart! Come and save me!"

This roar successfully distracted "Auntie"'s attention, allowing Sally to escape a fatal blow. But at the same time, it also exposed Polly-this witch had no intention of reconciling with "Auntie" at all. She was ready to sneak attack "Auntie" from the beginning, and she was almost successful!

"You short-sighted, bitch-raised maggot!" Polly cursed angrily, "Don't try to interfere with her with a swarm of wasps, it won't work at all!"

"It can be seen that they are sisters," Ivy complained in a low voice, "They must have been taught by the same mother."

Originally, the two of them together could only tie with "Auntie", and now the witches are still taking self-preservation as their first priority, and they are tripping each other up openly and secretly, so how can they be opponents?

"My darling, come and save me!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sally quickly manipulated Mindatis, who was still dazed in the same place. The elf responded like a puppet clay sculpture, and drew his sword to attack "Auntie" with Sally.

"Don't just stand there and watch, come and help!" Polly also waved people at the same time, but Ron and others were not real puppets, so only two night hounds responded and pounced on their former master.

"Something's wrong," Sylvia didn't move, and her voice behind the mask was a little confused, "You've fought with Mindatis before, right?"

"More than once, what's wrong?" Ron was stunned. Could it be that Mindatis was also pretending to be controlled? It turns out that this acting can be so convincing?

"He always uses a rapier?"

"Yes."

Sylvia became more and more puzzled: "How can a person who uses a rapier as his main weapon not know how to use a sword? Why does his technique look so awkward?"

Unlike Ron, who had not received any relevant training, Sylvia could tell at a glance that Mindatis was clearly not an experienced swordsman. A human would understand it, but an elf?

Isn't such a long life not enough for him to be proficient in one of the most commonly used weapons?

"Maybe because of being manipulated?"

"Don't worry about that elf," the golden dragon wearing an Exuri vest suddenly interrupted them, "I've tracked the location of the hag, it's in a depression not far from here."

"There are about a dozen night neighing hounds there, and their body is close to a sleeping state. Perhaps this is the reason why she can appear as a shadow behind 'Auntie'."

"Catch the thief first and capture the king first!"

Just after the golden dragon marked the location in the minds of Ron and others, Sera, who had been suppressing it for a long time, finally could no longer suppress the anger and fighting spirit in her heart, and rushed out with a roar!