"If we really follow the way you two do, I'm afraid that he will be completely cold before we meet next time."
Dean felt a chill on the back of his neck.
What's going on? Is the contact information that the witch proactively gave me still life-threatening?
Then he suddenly felt that it would be good if we stopped contacting each other.
"Oh, that's his problem."
Lilia hugged her shoulders and said disdainfully.
There was no way to communicate at all.
Imiya sighed, turned to look at Dean, and summoned her messenger.
"This is the messenger."
She held up the white stuffed creature, handed it to Dean, and introduced it.
"It is a mysterious creature born from a contract given to us by Blessing."
Dean glanced twice. Because of the obvious inhuman characteristics of the other party, he subconsciously turned on the system, but did not get any results.
It doesn't look like a monster.
Dean shut down the system and judged.
"The messenger is a summoned object determined by the 'nature' of the witch."
"It will change into different forms depending on the 'blessing' received by each witch."
Imiya looked at Lilia and Alvia while introducing.
The two of them did not waste time on their business and simply summoned their messengers.
A humanoid figure and a pink stuffed rabbit quietly appeared beside them.
Dean looked over in surprise. At first glance, he was attracted by the two-meter-tall figure next to Lilia.
Lilia's messenger is a translucent ghost woman. She wears a black hat with a very wide brim that almost blocks most of her face, revealing only a snow-white chin and extremely red lips.
Dean noticed that there was a small black mole on her lip. It was not big, but very dark in color. It was dotted on the snow-white skin, which was extremely conspicuous.
Such an obvious mole is actually not a good thing. Few people can control the impact it brings to the overall appearance, but this lady is very good at growing it. The position of the mole is just right, so that only half of her face is exposed. His face also became seductive.
Lilia introduced: "This is my messenger, Mrs. Thatcher."
The lady in the black hat and black skirt bowed to him. Dean hesitantly returned the same courtesy. After raising his head, he wanted to see her expression. However, through the exaggerated brim of the hat, he could only see what seemed to be Bloody red lips that always carry a smile.
"Alvia's messenger is a pink rabbit."
A pink stuffed rabbit wearing a red and white dress jumped up and waved to him. Dean glanced at the bloody scythe behind the rabbit that was taller than it, and also waved.
Lilia's eyes moved to the right, looking at the white hair ball in Imiya's hand that Dean still couldn't identify.
"Imia's messenger is a white dog."
"It's not a dog, it's a fox."
Emia corrected.
"It's a fox."
Dean looked carefully at the unknown white creature and was surprised to find that even after he had gotten the answer, he still couldn't tell whether it was a dog or a fox with his own eyesight.
One moment I feel like a dog, the next moment I feel like a fox.
It seems as if he is switching his appearance every moment, which looks quite weird.
He took two steps closer, but before he could study it carefully, he was stopped by the three keys handed over by Lilia.
"This is a summoning token."
Dean took the pink, red, and gold keys and listened to Lilia's continued introduction: "The messenger has no name. They are the rabbit and the fox. You can just hold the key and input the magic power to summon them."
no name?
Dean looked at Mrs. Thatcher with a questioning expression.
The things involved here are more complicated. Lilia didn't intend to elaborate on it with Dean, but simply said: "Mrs. Thatcher is special. If you hold the key and call her name, she will appear."
Seeing that Lilia didn't want to say more, Dean nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
But Mrs. Thatcher's vivid image was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Lilia did not stop him from looking at his messenger. After briefly introducing how to use the key, he warned with a serious expression.
"For some reasons, messengers are not used between witches. Messengers are just messengers for witches to communicate with other professionals, so you must pay attention to whoever's messenger can only carry letters you send to them. , even if they all have the same content, you must send three identical copies, and there must be no confusion."
Dean twisted his eyebrows in surprise, as if he wanted to ask something, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, indicating that he had remembered it.
Maybe because it was a farewell, he seemed particularly talkative today.
After noticing this, Imiya rolled her eyes and added more emphasis: "Messengers cannot carry items, so if you plan to give us any gifts, you still need to go through formal channels."
Like a magic pet or something.
She winked at Dean suggestively, her eyes lingering on his hair for a long moment.
It can be said that the point in Xiao Jiujiu's heart is very obvious.
Dean smiled politely and didn't answer.
Imiya just assumed that he had acquiesced, put away her messenger, and walked out.
Lilia and Alvia looked at each other and felt that they had basically finished explaining what needed to be explained, so they followed them.
Dean walked behind them and walked them to the door before hearing Imiya's voice coming from the front.
"This time, there are many new professionals coming to District 13. If you have time, it is best to have more contact with them. It will be good for you."
After saying that, she waved her hand and stepped out of the door of the breeding house.
Compared with her, Alvia and Lilia's farewells were much plainer. The two just nodded to Dean and set out on the road to leave Area 13.
Dean had been standing at the door, watching the three witches go away.
The shadows of two tall and one short grew longer and longer under the setting sun, and gradually disappeared.
After he could no longer see the figure clearly, he closed the door and returned to the room.
That night was the most sound sleep Dean had since arriving in District 13.
The establishment of the Origin Guild meant that he had completely established a foothold in this area. The pressure hidden in his heart disappeared instantly, and he relaxed.
Not only him, the two apprentices couldn't help but smile in their sleep.
She secretly pulled the quilt for the children, and a tentacle came out of Kana's shadow, gently closing the door. It sat on the window sill, looking at the bright moonlight, and couldn't help but squint its eyes in enjoyment.
A joyful atmosphere enveloped the entire breeding room.
However, outside the house, many people are destined to have no sleep tonight.
The smooth establishment of the Origin Guild in District 13 and the reactions from all parties are far from being as simple as it seems on the surface.
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