When he crossed the gate, he saw a big green tree in the courtyard, with thick branches and leaves. Accompanied by the sound of the breeze, the courtyard wall was tall.
The yard was paved with a bluestone road, and there was a flower nursery on the side of the road, which was planted with flowers and plants.
As soon as they entered the courtyard smelled a strong and mixed odor.
It smelled sweet, mellow, bitter, and even stinky.
There were all kinds of smells.
The light shone through the windows and doors. Arthur looked around and saw the flowers and plants.
It was a tall sword-like grass with black lines on it.
Black flowers, but the plant was white, which was very strange.
All kinds of creatures grew out of nowhere on the earth.
Arthur knew very well that there was no such plant on the earth.
Without asking, Arthur followed the man into the room.
Under the light, the two women sat face to face on the seats.
The woman at the door was wearing a red hat, a long cloak, a red low cut dress covering her chest, a black waistband revealing her thin waist, and the lower part of the dress was a dark purple dress revealing her long, white legs, and dark purple boots.
Her blonde long hair was slightly curly, and there was a red diamond pendant on her forehead. Her eyes were clear, and her red lips were extremely tempting. Her temperament was cold, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
She had both the temperament of an imperial sister and the fresh smell of a young girl.
Holding a glass bottle in her hand, she was extracting the flower and grass juice and added it into the bottle.
The other woman, who had her back to the door, also wore a semi sackcloth long dress. Like the man, she looked ordinary with a sad face.
"It seems that the golden-haired woman is a witch,"
Arthur thought to himself.
The liquid in the glass bottle was as green as emerald, surrounded by sizzling smoke, and then turned into a pile of powder.
The golden-haired woman poured the powder into a piece of white paper, wrapped it up, and handed it to the woman in sackcloth. Then she said in a cold voice, "It's divided into three portions and taken by boiling water, once every morning."
"Thank you, your grace."
The woman and the man of the sackcloth expressed their gratitude.
"Your grace, he is here!"
The man said.
The woman with golden hair, namely the witch, looked at Arthur.
He wore decent and clean clothes, which were different from ordinary people. He had a mild temperament, bright golden hair, and a handsome and fair face. He didn't look big and looked about 17 or 18 years old.
"Are you an outsider?"
The witch asked, but her voice was certain.
Because there was no such person in the town in the near village, and they had never seen each other before.
An outsider?!
Arthur thought to himself, 'This place is different from the city where I live. Although I don't know how I arrived here in the blink of an eye.'
"I think so..." Arthur replied vaguely.
"Can I stay here for one night?" He asked politely.
It was really unsafe outside at night. In the United States of America, every day during the gunfight, there would be many thieves, robbers.
Besides, there were wolves outside the village.
Hearing that Arthur was going to stay here, the man and the woman in the sackcloth looked at him strangely with confusion in their eyes.
"Oh?"
The witch smiled faintly and became interested in the young man in front of her.
Although she was respected as a witch by people in the village and even in the town, they not only respected but also were afraid.
People were in awe of her as a witch. Normally, except for coming to cure the disease, they never dared to enter her house.
She planted all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs, and even collected all kinds of metal mineral, as well as the corpses of creatures or other materials, and adjusted all kinds of liquid powder medicine. Among them, a drop of poison could easily kill a wolf bear, and she was deeply afraid of others.
And the young man in front of her was going to stay in her house?!
How dare you!
Of course, she could also be a little fool who didn't know the situation. Thinking of this, the witch smiled.
"Yes, handsome young man!"
The witch agreed.
"Thank you!"
Arthur smiled and thanked him?!
'Although I know I'm very handsome and look very young, I'm an adult...'
But he didn't care about it at all. He just took it as a joke.
The watcher took a look at the man and the woman and said, "She is fine. Be careful not to drink water that is not boiled, or she will suffer from the parasite."
"Okay, I'll be careful!"
The man nodded, and the woman thanked him again. Then the two of them left.
"Nice to meet you, young man. My name is Melina Eve."
The witch said with a smile.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Melina. My name is Arthur Saint Louis."
Arthur smiled, "You can call me Arthur."
Hearing that, Melina was stunned. It was the first time that she had been called Miss Melina. The word "Beautiful" in front of her made her blush.
"Okay!" With a sweet smile on her face, Melina said, "There are three rooms in the room. One is my bedroom, the other is the pharmacy, and the other is the material room. You can only sleep in the hall."
"It doesn't matter."
Arthur said, "They have left. I'll close the door."
There were wolves not far away from the village. He didn't dare to open the door.
A strange look appeared on Melina's face. She never closed the door, because no one dared to come in except for asking for medicine.
But whatever...
Melina shook her head, feeling that the young man in front of her was very interesting.
After locking the door, Arthur returned to the hall.
Melina came out of the bedroom with a quilt and a blanket in her arms.
"Thank you!" Arthur expressed her gratitude.
"You're welcome," Melina said with a sweet smile, with two dimples on her cheeks.
After putting the quilt away, Arthur was about to wash up, but he found that there was no bathroom in the room.
"Miss Melina, where is the bathroom?"
Arthur asked.
"What is the bathroom?" Melina was confused.
Well...
Arthur couldn't believe his ears. She didn't even know what the toilet was. It was so weird here.
"The bathroom."
"Wash yourself. There is a well in the yard. You can get some water to wash yourself."
"Okay!"
Arthur walked to the well, fetched a bucket of water, rinsed his mouth, and washed his face.
Then he went back to the room and asked, "Miss Melina, where is the mirror?"
"It's in my bedroom. What are you going to do?" Melina asked in confusion.
"Tidy up my hair. It's a little wet."
When he washed his face just now, his hair was a little wet. Arthur smiled and said, "May I enter Miss Melina's bedroom?"
"HMM..." Melina hesitated for a moment and then agreed.
In the bedroom, the oil lamp was bright and the room was warm. There were flowers and plants on the windowsill, landscape paintings on the wall, and the bed was covered with a fluffy quilt.
Melina was soaking her feet in the water. Her feet were snow-white, shining in the light, and her ankles curved into a beautiful arc. Her fair and slender legs were on the ground, and her fingers were rubbing her snow-white feet. Her feet were bathed in clear water, and water drops were dripping on them. Arthur had an impulse to play with her hands and lick her taste.
But he controlled himself.
They just knew each other, and they were not familiar with each other, and she was a witch. Of course, he should be careful and slowly contact her.