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No, both of your staffs are wooden staffs, what does that have to do with swords? And why are the other people drinking so casually, as if these two clowns don't exist?
Is this the tacit understanding between samurai?
But aren't we witches spellcasters? Jiang Kehan's lips twitched, speechless.
But this has become more restrained. Some more open witches have already set off fireworks here. Several witches use their magic to transform into lifelike creatures, staging a natural process of devouring and the survival of the fittest. Whoever controls a creature dies must bring the whole thing back to life.
Jiang Kehan could hear phrases like "I'm a hobbit" and "I don't have a crush on anyone" from time to time.
This completely shattered her romanticized view of witches.
Jiang Kehan looked at Wu Yuhan for help, only to find that the mysterious and dignified witch was already lying on the ground, probably drunk and unconscious. Qiao Wen was squatting in front of her, poking her face repeatedly, her eyes seemingly shining.
"Destroy it," Jiang Kehan said with a slight smile, unable to resist crushing the wine glass in her hand.
She puffed out her cheeks like a squirrel stuffing food into its cheeks, and slumped weakly into the chair.
Qiao Wen noticed her movement, and with a flourish, she hoisted Wu Yuhan over her shoulder like a sack and walked towards her.
"Come on, Kehan, how about we do something fun?" Qiao Wen put the sleepy-eyed Wu Yuhan on a chair, waved her hand in front of Jiang Kehan's eyes, and smiled.
"Forget it, forget it." Jiang Kehan was somewhat tempted, but looking at the witches at the banquet, each with their own unique skills, she seemed unable to come up with any anthropomorphic performances, so she simply declined.
"That's a pity. We witches don't get many chances to relax. Look how happy they are." Qiao Wen picked up a glass of wine and brought it to her lips.
"Isn't this what a banquet should be like? Letting loose in front of a strange witch, releasing pent-up pressure, and showing mutual understanding and tolerance."
Jiang Kehan looked thoughtfully at the witches whose faces were relaxed, and was somewhat persuaded by them.
That seems to be the case?
Wait, why are you still pouring wine into Wu Yuhan's mouth? Is that alright, Miss Qiao Wen?
Jiang Kehan looked at Qiao Wen, who was giving her a shushing gesture, and felt that her earlier remarks were like throwing food to the dogs.
Smiling, Qiao Wen finished the entire bottle of strong red wine in her hand, then clapped her hands lightly as if she hadn't done anything, and turned to look at Jiang Kehan.
“You didn’t see anything, right, Kehan?”
Jiang Kehan glanced at the unconscious Wu Yuhan and nodded vigorously. She wasn't being cowardly; she was just trying to maintain their friendship.
Yes, she's doing a good deed!
Qiao Wen looked at Jiang Kehan with amusement and laughed, "I'm just teasing you. Wu Yuhan hasn't rested for several days. Let her sleep a few more minutes. Don't worry, witches aren't that fragile."
Jiang Kehan quickly gained a deeper understanding of this statement.
A few minutes later, Wu Yuhan suddenly opened his eyes, and as if nothing had happened, he returned to his original elegance, walked to the center of the dance floor, and tapped the ground with his staff.
In an instant, all the noise disappeared. Qiao Wen pulled Jiang Kehan to her feet and looked at Wu Yuhan with the same solemnity as the other witches.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the next piece is the middle piece of the banquet. I hope you all have a good time with your female companions. On behalf of the Witch Organization, I will first present a dance for you."
Wu Yuhan once again revealed that eerie smile, his voice reaching the ears of all the witches present.
Jiang Kehan secretly glanced around. The scene of the witches' antics just now seemed like an illusion. The hall remained as it was, with the only jarring thing being the wine glass she had crushed.
Qiao Wen gave Jiang Kehan a look, released her hand, and gracefully walked to Wu Yuhan and bowed to him.
The two tacitly took each other's hands and began to dance in the stillness.
Like butterflies chasing each other among flowers, fallen leaves entwined on the water, princes and princesses embracing in a garden, their actions are like a unique song, turning into a rhythm felt by each person.
So beautiful, so beautiful to listen to.
Jiang Kehan clutched her chest. It was the first time she had ever "heard" such a silent song, and it was unforgettable. The tacit understanding between the two of them had transcended trust; it was a harmonious blend of mutual tolerance and acceptance, and a kind of confidence that could be seen with the naked eye.
As their dance steps became increasingly sparse, the hallucinatory songs were replaced by real music. While the witches were immersed in their music, a witch band had already set up their instruments to accompany them.
When the dance ended, the two bowed slightly to the other witches, gave up the central position, and moved to the side to continue dancing the second dance.
The other witches invited their female companions to the dance floor, and with quiet anticipation in their hearts, they began their dances.
Only Jiang Kehan retreated to the vicinity of the long table, glanced at the juice on the table, and was slightly taken aback.
Jiang Kehan gave a bitter smile, realizing that she was the pitiful witch Qiao Wen had described. She picked up her juice, though the witches were all engrossed in their dance and didn't look at her with pity as Qiao Wen had previously suggested.
But at this moment, she felt a loneliness she had never felt before.
The more lively the witches' antics were, the more Jiang Kehan could feel the silence in her heart.
Loneliness is deafening because of the liveliness of others.
Chapter 42 Hello, Kehan, can I dance with you?
Half an hour earlier, Li Hui, who had gotten out of bed in some pain, also felt what it meant to be deafened.
She looked at the 99+ red dots on her friend list on her device and just thought the other person was being noisy.
Although I don't know what you wrote yet, you've already offended my eyes, Wu Yuhan.
Li Hui stretched and felt that she didn't feel like she was sleeping in a bed, but rather like the bed had slept on her, and she felt a little weak all over.
"Ha~" She yawned, opened Wu Yuhan's friend interface, and was greeted by his frantic questions, which later became somewhat humble.
[The One Walking in the Future]: "Li Hui, are you there? Are you there? Are you there? The banquet is about to begin! You promised to come!"
……
[The Person Walking in the Future]: "Sis, I'm begging you, I've already called you sis, okay? The ball is about to start, even if you don't come, please reply to my message."
The despair was palpable in the words, and Li Hui guiltily looked away from the terminal.
It seems there is such a thing, isn't it? And wouldn't you know it, yesterday was the day she was forced into a deep sleep, so...
She really forgot; otherwise, she could have postponed the forced sleep period by a few days.
Sigh, Li Hui tried her best to keep her face straight, quickly replied to the message, used magic to quickly wash herself up, and then fell into thought: What clothes should I wear?
[Li Hui]: "I'll be there quickly, please wait a moment."
The other person sent a "hugging someone's leg" emoji, their eyes seemingly glistening with tears.
Li Hui took out a small wardrobe directly from her personal space. She examined the clothes and took out a black and red evening dress.
She figured she didn't have a female companion to bring, so she decided to dress elegantly. This floor-length evening gown was just right, and it would also allow her to politely decline other people's invitations to dance—killing two birds with one stone!
Li Hui nodded in satisfaction, released her hand, and the evening gown seemed to be fixed in the air. She opened her arms and walked towards the evening gown.
As if stepping into water, the surface of the evening gown rippled slightly before Li Hui put it on.
This is an application of spatial magic of extremely high purity, but if other witches were present at this moment, they would not be amazed by it.
Their eyes were absolutely glued to Li Hui's figure, unable to focus on these details.
The smooth satin clung to her graceful figure, her hair cascading down her back, her fair skin dazzling, and her gentle eyes and faint smile struck straight to the witch's heart.
The dress wasn't meant to make her look slimmer, but the extra-thick fabric made Li Hui appear imposing, compensating for her somewhat thin frame and transforming her from delicate to profound.
She arrived at Gulinfang before the second dance of the ball had even ended.
Enter the village quietly, without disturbing the other witches.
Before pushing open the door, Li Hui deliberately cast a spell to reduce her presence and conceal herself. Once inside, only Wu Yuhan noticed her.
Upon seeing that Li Hui had actually arrived, Wu Yuhan was visibly much happier, and even his mechanical smile softened.
Li Hui shrugged slightly and walked calmly across the dance floor, looking at the long table full of food. She hadn't even had breakfast before rushing over.
But what is she doing here?
Li Hui stopped in her tracks, her brows furrowed, looking with deep confusion at the figure hiding alone in the corner, playing with the cat ball.
That's Jiang Kehan.
She changed her pace from the long table and quietly walked behind Jiang Kehan, listening to the other's soft mutterings.
"Tell me, little meow ball, when will I be able to play the music of my soul through dance in the quiet, just like Wu Yuhan and Miss Qiao Wen?"
At this point, she couldn't help but laugh, pinching the little cat's face with her fingers to tease it into speaking.
"If only you could turn into a little witch, then I could finally have a chance to showcase the dance I've worked so hard to learn. Hmph, I've put so much effort into it, even using the time I spend learning magic on it."
"It's just a little regrettable." She looked up, released the slightly puffed-up little cat ball, looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, put her hands behind her head, and let the little cat ball leave, plunging her back into loneliness, murmuring to herself.
"It's just a bit of a pity..."
Li Hui's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. She glanced around and realized that the other person had indeed been left behind, standing alone in this banquet full of couples.
Looking at the other person's somewhat downcast face, she heard the songs from the little music box he had given her. In her silence and hesitation, she couldn't help but violate her "principles".
Like a mortal touching forbidden fruit, Li Hui knew she had no other choice; she could not turn a blind eye.
With a soft sigh, she smiled brightly, walked up to Jiang Kehan, and unhesitatingly dispelled the spell.
Li Hui bent down and reached out her hand to Jiang Kehan, who was squatting on the ground, extending an invitation in a casual tone.
"Hello, Kehan, would you like to dance with me?"
Jiang Kehan's eyes widened as she saw Li Hui suddenly appear, as if she hadn't realized how he had suddenly appeared in front of her, and she spoke blankly.
"Ugh?!"
Looking at the other person's exquisite evening gown, and remembering that she was just a temporary worker here, she was about to refuse when she saw that the other person had already grabbed her hand without hesitation and forcibly pulled her up from the ground.
"I don't want to hear your refusal. How about I be willful just this once?"
Li Hui pulled Jiang Kehan along and led her onto the dance floor in an unquestionable tone.
This also silenced Jiang Kehan's refusal.
You're really capricious, Li Hui. Just like when we first met, you led me to the garden, to a deeper world.
Jiang Kehan's eyes suddenly welled up with tears; she had never been this vulnerable, not even when studying the concept of the common origin of enemies and foes.
It felt like something was blocking her mouth, so she could only nod heavily and manage a weak "Mmm".
She let the other person lead her to the dance floor.
The other witches noticed the two of them. They were first stunned by the beauty of Li Hui and Jiang Kehan, and then they all smiled mysteriously like aunts.
At this moment, Li Hui noticed the inconvenience of her evening gown's hem dragging on the ground. Under Jiang Kehan's surprised gaze, she didn't hesitate to tear off the troublesome hem, ruining her exquisite look.
Li Hui smiled and used her magic to burn the excess fabric into a delicate rose. She leaned close to Jiang Kehan's ear, placed the rose in her hair, and spoke cheerfully.
"By the way, I really like the little gift you gave me, and I hope you can forgive my intrusion."
How could I possibly blame you!