The shapes of the witch's magic are ever-changing, including solid, liquid, gas, and even viscous or mixed types, with different colors. For example, the magic in Skur's body is a blue ocean and a vast ocean, spreading all over her body, and wheat's own magic is light red, and only some are gathered on her palms, etc.

Bai Ye had heard Hull talk about the issue of magic form before. Hull also repeatedly emphasized that magic is a major feature of witches, but there are problems such as different forms and concentrations that make them different.

Generally speaking, the stronger the witch, the more magic power it stores in her body. The ability to use requires mobilizing the magic power in her body. Like Aura, magic power is not spread throughout her body, so it is difficult for her to control her flying ability. It is extremely difficult to maintain the balance and balance of magic power flow throughout the body.

Xiaomai showed Bai Ye her ability to control fire. Compared with Bing Yan's ability to create terrifying and devastating purple flames, she was completely unimportant. First of all, Xiaomai could not create flames. Secondly, the flames she could control were very limited, and she had to use her hands to guide the faint magic power to control.

Caesar's ability is relatively simple. She gathers her magic power on her feet to burst out with terrifying power. Similarly, because of the problem of magic power, the gap between Caesar's upper and lower limbs' strength is too big, which leads to many minor problems in her running wildly.

Battery life is also a big problem.

The two of them were like Aura who hadn't gone to the tavern. Their ability application and control were in a mess. Perhaps because they couldn't even stand it during the display process, the two little guys were extremely frustrated.

"Yes, sorry, Lord Bai Ye..." With Skul's comparison, Xiaomai felt that she was useless. She lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes. Caesar was even more worried that Bai Ye would give up the assessment of them because of this, and hurriedly said that in addition to the ability of the witch, they would also have many things. As a messenger or scout, she was still competent.

Seeing the three little guys nervous, Bai Ye laughed a few times and touched their heads, "It doesn't matter, no one is born to do it well. As long as you are willing to learn, you can grow up slowly."

Ola is an example.

During her period in the tavern, she grew up brilliantly into a qualified witch maid. Xiaoma and Caesar had no problem with their character. As for the others, they could learn and grow.

Bai Ye is even more curious about the difference between them and the other witch maids in the tavern. If he read it correctly, there are fluctuations in the Aura element on both wheat and Caesar!

Compared to Skul and the others, Wheat and Caesar were obviously closer to his physique.

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The fortress-like architectural styles are popular in port cities today. The entire Black Forest is like a war giant overlooking the vast ocean waters ahead. The layers of buildings are distributed on the vast plains, with a very eye-catching manor, which occupies half of the land of the port city.

In addition to the boss behind the Black Forest Chamber of Commerce, the Vincent family, which is entrenched here. This is their manor, from slaves in the manor to the young lady, they are all equipped with symbolic purple clan emblems.

In the Western garden, a young woman in luxurious and bright clothes was sitting with a middle-aged woman playing chess at a huge amethyst table. The furniture tables and chairs were all typical Gothic styles, towering, candlestick spires, dense and exquisite reliefs, and a large number of dazzling gems.

The maid followers saw Helen walking down from the carriage salutes and shouting "Miss". Bingyan dragged the newly-made heavy sword behind her, dressed in a weird knight, and her identity as a different race, which looked very inconsistent.

The servants looked at Bingyan one after another. Could this be the toy Miss Helen bought outside?

"Helen, how is your brother's affairs?" The middle-aged woman picked up the teacup gracefully, but was ignored by Helen who hurriedly walked over. She was the seventeenth wife of the head of the family. She lived in the manor because of her favor. The one who played chess with her was her daughter. Unfortunately, the family heirs are qualified only if the eldest son or the orthodox wife are children.

The girl in front of her snorted coldly and muttered: "It's just an illegitimate daughter who takes advantage of her age. I really think that if Vincent dies, she will be able to inherit the family smoothly."

"What the lady said is that even if Master Vinson dies, it is absolutely impossible for the Randolph family to watch a bastard. If this is true, I am willing to fight for the lady to the end. I can do a lot of that kind of alien-race little nishi!" The tall warrior sneered, with a look of charm and greed on his face.

Helen pretended not to hear it. She was used to this kind of words, and she was worried about the past one by one, so how could she live. However, when she heard the warrior slander Bing Yan, she subconsciously glanced at the maid who Bai Ye was very favored. The latter had no expression on her face and pushed her to get the documents first.

The two arrived at the information room. Bingyan stood at the door and rubbed the sword body. Helen went in to get the relevant information about the orphanage. The maid entourage passing by looked at Bingyan curiously. He heard that all the alien races were brave and good at fighting, but Bingyan's beautiful face and slender figure were really hard to remember those bloodthirsty alien warriors who killed without blinking.

"Grand, sir, that's it..." Helen respectfully handed Bingyan a large piece of information.

"Well, is there any relevant information from your family?" Bing Yan nodded, and suddenly asked without taking the information.

"Me, our family? Of course there is!" Helen ran into the archive room again. The family had saved countless copies of genealogy and other things. Bingyan glanced at the black parchment in her hand and took it with one hand.

This is a detailed genealogy, from the elderly head of the hometown to her current father, and then a series of cousins.

"Cross the person who is threatening you." Bingyan said coldly. Helen was stunned for a moment, but obediently hooked the parchment. She didn't know what the so-called threat was, so she could only pick out the people she expected that would hinder her from controlling this family.

I have an inexplicable premonition.

"Take me to see him, your father." Bingyan stuffed the parchment into Helen's hand and pushed her.

“Yes, yes!”

The two walked through the long corridors, and their father usually worked in the office. This was a typical old nobleman of the classical faction of the Oakley Kingdom. He had high requirements for dressing and living. The room decoration strived for elegance, did not like strenuous exercise, and preferred social dances and aristocratic parties. Although the former and the latter were essentially a kind of promiscuous party between nobles, he always enjoyed it.

"Who?" Some elderly voices rang in the room.
Chapter completed!