There is an additional shed in the back garden of the castle, which is covered with wooden boards, leaving only two holes as windows.

In the center of the shed is a square pool made of blue bricks, about three meters long and wide, filled with loess. After adding water appropriately, it is not only unflammable, but also has a certain degree of plasticity. You can dig out the ideal shape with a small shovel. There are also several iron ingots piled up on the loess - this was dragged by Carter Lannis from the blacksmith shop.

There was a well next to the pool. It was Roland who took this eye on this that asked people to build the shed here.

However, as a laboratory, it is still too simple. He shook his head, and it is naturally not ideal to use what he pieced together in one night. The formal workshop will have to wait until Barov has collected the information before he can start the site.

"How are you? Did you sleep well yesterday?"

He turned around, looked at Anna with a confused look on his face and asked with a smile.

The witch's current appearance is completely different from her appearance when she was in prison. After careful cleaning, her long flax shawl hair was soft and lustery. Although her skin was not maintained, it was better than young. The light freckles on the bridge of her nose added a youthful vitality. Her figure was still thin, and her slender body seemed to fall down with a push, but her cheeks were already rosy, and the bruises and marks on her neck were much lighter than yesterday. Roland suspected that the magic power not only gave the witches magical power, but also improved their physical fitness. At least in terms of recovery ability, Anna was much faster than ordinary people.

"I have experienced so many terrible things, so I should have given you a few more days of rest, but time is really tight, so I have to wait until I can compensate you later." Roland circled around the girl, "Does this dress fit?"

The clothes Anna is wearing are carefully selected from a variety of solutions - to satisfy his bad taste. The iron smelter's full-body protective clothing is too thick and not suitable for her. Although the mage robe in the game looks tall and powerful, it is controlled everywhere. The corners of the robe that is surrounded can easily get masturbated with Mars and turn into ashes. As for the maid outfit, hey, is there anything more suitable than this?

Even if there is no real maid outfit in this world, it is not a big problem. The maid's work clothes have already become the prototype of maid outfits in later generations. So Roland directly asked Tyre to cut his clothes according to Anna's body shape, shortened the hem of the skirt, changed the long sleeves to short sleeves, and turned the round collar into a folded collar, and then tied a bow. The new witch uniform was released like this.

Paired with a steep witch hat (customized), black boots (ready-made), and a short cloak that is just beyond the knee (customized), a character who was previously only seen in movies stood in front of Roland like this.

"Your Highness, what do you... need me to do?"

Anna really couldn't keep up with the idea of ​​the big man in front of her. She felt that she was about to lose the ability to think. When she was put in a bag in a dungeon, she thought that her cursed life would soon be relieved. But after taking off her hood, Anna found that she saw not a gallows or guillotine, but a magnificent house. Then a bunch of people rushed in, took off her clothes and bathed her. From the underarms to the cracks on her toes, there was no place that was wiped cleanly.

Then there was changing clothes. She didn't expect that someone would need to serve her clothes, and she didn't expect that the clothes could be so comfortable - they were softly attached to her body, and she couldn't feel any friction.

The last one came in was an old man with a white beard. He ordered everyone to leave and put a contract in front of her. At this moment, she realized that it was said in the prison that the person who hired her was actually the fourth prince of the Kingdom, and the word "hiring" was not a joke. The contract clearly stated that if she served the prince, she would be rewarded with a golden dragon every month.

Anna knew what a golden dragon meant. His father worked in a mine all day long, and decided his salary based on the amount of mine produced. When the harvest was the best, it was only one silver wolf. Only one hundred silver wolf could be exchanged for a golden dragon. It depends on whether the silver wolf was beautiful.

So, what is her job? Sleeping with the prince? Anna did hear the maids whispering like this when taking a bath, but she didn't think she was worth the price. The blood eroded by the devil, the unclean one who was willing to fall... Anyone will only avoid it after knowing her true identity. Even if the prince's curiosity is so strong that even the devil is not afraid, and there is no need to pay her any reward.

No one came to her that night, and she fell asleep - it was the softest bed Anna has ever slept in her life, so that she fell asleep as soon as she lay down. The next day when she opened her eyes, it was noon, and lunch was delivered to the room, bread, cheese and a piece of steak. She was obviously planning to die - what will the person who even decided to give up on her life? What did she think? But after putting the steak into her mouth, Anna couldn't help but burst into tears.

The gravy and pepper melted in her mouth. The strong and spicy aroma mixed with a hint of sweetness repeatedly impacted her taste buds, and it still filled her mouth after swallowing it... She suddenly felt that there was still something beautiful in this world.

If you can eat such food every day, even when the evil demon erodes, you will have more courage to resist, right?

Standing in this wooden shed that looks neither like a bedroom nor a cage, she secretly made up her mind. Since the other party needs it, she is willing to give it a try, whether it is wearing such strange clothes or summoning the incredible power. So she asked again, but this time she did not hesitate anymore.

"Your Highness, what do you need me to do?

"At present, you have to control your own strength and practice it repeatedly until you can receive and receive it freely."

"You mean the devil-"

"No, no, Miss Anna," Roland interrupted, "it's your power."

The witch blinked her beautiful blue eyes.

"Most people in the world are prejudiced against you, believing that the power of witches comes from the devil, is extremely evil. In fact, they are wrong," Roland squatted down and looked at each other, "and you don't think so, right?"

He remembered Anna's chuckle in the dungeon. How could a man who thought he was evil make such a sarcastic laugh?

"I've never hurt anyone with it," she whispered, "except for the robber."

"Resistance against the invasion is not a mistake, you do it right. People fear you because they don't understand you - they know that constant training can create a strong warrior, but they don't know how to become a witch. The unknown power is always scary."

"You're not afraid at all," Anna said.

"Because I know it belongs to you," Roland laughed. "If the robber had such amazing power, I wouldn't dare stand in front of him."
Chapter completed!