Chapter 38 Daily Life with the White Witch
The reindeer pulled the sleigh and galloped across the endless ice field.
Ino sat next to the queen. Under close contact, he also found some slight abnormalities.
The other party's skin was too white, whether it was the face or the neck, even the palms, they were all white and shiny, like smooth and delicate ceramics.
This scene in front of him made him sigh in his heart. No wonder the kind-hearted natives of Narnia called her the evil white witch.
If she changed her skin color... who knows what strange name she would have.
...
Just when Ino wanted to continue observing, the cold voice sounded again.
"What are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at how long it will take to get to the station. After all, we have been on the vehicle sleigh for a long time."
Even if he was caught peeking on the spot, he made up a reason to get away without changing his face.
"Call me Her Majesty the Queen!"
"Okay! Respected Her Majesty, I was just checking the distance."
Ino changed the address without hesitation. Anyway, he had nothing to lose. After careful consideration, the witch in front of him was indeed a real queen.
"Hmm~" The witch made a faint sound between her nose.
However, without anyone noticing, the two silver fir prying poles of the sled were flashing a faint blue light at this moment.
Wherever they passed, the soft snow instantly turned into a smooth ice surface.
It was fortunate that there were no reference objects in the wilderness ice field, otherwise it would have been discovered that the speed of the sled had increased by more than one level.
...
It was speeding all the way.
Finally, after crossing a frozen river, the sled came to a relatively flat place.
The palace of the White Witch stood on the ice field.
Compared with the solemnity of Hogwarts, the frozen castle in front of him exuded a sharp atmosphere.
Because apart from the main building, the rest are all towering towers, and the slender towers are like a row of spears, firmly guarding the surroundings.
The sled stopped steadily outside the main gate of the castle.
"Simon, park it! Then notify them to prepare for the dinner."
The white witch got off the car first, and then instructed the dwarf in front.
Ino followed the witch, abiding by the standard court etiquette, and always kept a body distance from the other party.
The two walked one after the other, through a long corridor, and came to the door of the castle hall.
Along the way, he also discovered a strange thing.
It was too quiet here, and there was not even a living life in the huge castle.
Whether it was the corridor, the side hall, the drawbridge, the garden... everything was covered with ice and snow, a veritable life forbidden zone.
And the only sound was made by the heavy boots under his feet, stepping on the snow.
As for the White Witch, even though she was wearing a pair of 12-centimeter crystal high heels, she would not make any sound when stepping on the ice and snow.
…
“Boom~”
The heavy stone door of the auditorium opened automatically.
The figures were scorching... There were countless magical creatures standing in the hall.
The sturdy centaur warriors, the giants over 20 feet tall, the dwarves holding bows and arrows, the minotaurs, the goatmen, and even all kinds of beasts.
But these figures, without exception, maintained the same posture and did not move.
Just as Ino was about to observe carefully, the impatient voice of the White Witch came to his ears.
“Don’t worry about them, they are just some former rebels, but now they have become decorations in my castle.”
…
Time passed slowly.
At the dinner time, the White Witch’s castle finally had a little more vitality.
More than a dozen dwarves in uniform appeared in the auditorium, and then they hurriedly arranged the dining table, lit the candlesticks, passed the dishes, and placed the tableware... After doing all this, they left quietly.
At the dining table, Ino and the White Witch sat opposite each other.
"Tell me! Why did you come to Narnia? If you were not a fellow wizard, you would have been a decorative statue by now."
The White Witch asked straight to the point.
"Your Majesty, I came here without any purpose." Ino raised his head and looked at the other party with burning eyes.
"I am really just a wandering bard, learning one or two magic tricks, and more importantly, I want to have the ability to fight against robbers during my wandering."
After hearing this explanation, the White Witch did not answer immediately.
She stared into Ino's eyes for a long time, then raised her head slightly and looked at the empty hall around her.
The atmosphere gradually became a little tense, until...
"Okay, I believe you for now." The White Witch said softly.
Huh~ Ino breathed a sigh of relief, it was really too oppressive.
As the actual ruler of Narnia and a powerful wizard at the same time, the combination of the two, this aura is simply not something that ordinary people can bear.
Even Professor McGonagall, who is also a powerful witch, is much inferior to her in terms of aura. If we really compare them, perhaps only Dumbledore can be compared with her.
"Thank you for your trust." Ino stood forward and bowed slightly.
When you are under someone's roof, sometimes you really have to bow your head.
He also ate this dinner very awkwardly, mainly because the White Witch's words and deeds were too consistent with the court dining etiquette.
Her focused demeanor did not slack off at all because there were only two people in the hall.
On the other hand, although he had learned some court etiquette from teacher Hans, he seemed a bit of a copycat compared to the white witch.
There was no way, one was natural after getting used to it, and the other was a poor imitation. The difference was really big.
However, this awkwardness did not last too long. As the white witch put down the tableware in her hand, it also announced the end of the dinner.
The dwarves appeared again, and after another flurry of busyness, the auditorium returned to peace again.
"Since you call yourself a bard, tell a story." The white witch ordered.
For such a reasonable request, he did not resist at all. Although he was forced to come, he ate a meal and told a story as a reward, which was not too much.
...
In the empty auditorium hall.
Ino chose to tell the story of the match girl to the white witch, not only to fulfill his promise to old John, but also to add his own experience to make the whole story line more complete.
Ten minutes later, the accordion suddenly played a sad song.
"... When the little girl was found the next day, she was dead, frozen to death on a cold Christmas."
"She had a happy smile on her lips, and her thin body was leaning against the corner, as if she was asleep and dreaming."
"Boom~"
Just as Ino was preparing to thank Ming, a violent hurricane suddenly blew up in the auditorium, blowing the surrounding furniture all over the place.
Faced with this sudden change, he also seized the opportunity, grabbed the accordion, and rolled and crawled behind the giant stone statue, thus avoiding the danger of being blown over by the hurricane.
"Frozen to death? So you blame the winter? If it weren't for her irresponsible father and the bastard uncle, would she have died?"
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