Chapter 422 The Real Witch

"To kill a Witch, you must destroy her heart!"

The three of them walked on the road to the Tall Tower, and An Lin, who had joined the team halfway, had a gloomy expression. Every sentence she uttered conveyed a fierce desire to kill; she wasn't pretending at all!

Any perceptive person could see she was a mess from some encounter, so both the archaeologist and the Traveling Poet maintained their silence, carefully interacting with the idea of not provoking the young lady as much as possible.

"Were you trapped in your room all of last night?" the Traveling Poet finally asked.

"Heh, maybe, I thought I was trapped in my room."

An Lin turned her head to look at him, with a strange smile on her face, "But who knows what the real situation was. Maybe it was just an illusion I saw, so I trapped myself in the room and fought myself."