A few hours had passed since they made the decision, and the sky was beginning to lighten.
The two of them carried Annie onto the small cart that Douglas usually used. With Enoch using illusion magic, they transported Annie to the southern district.
On the way, Horn noticed that Annie showed signs of waking up, so he asked Enoch to cast an illusion on her to keep her asleep.
This was the first time Horn had seen the place where Enoch used to live. The cottage was extremely remote. Although it was in the southern district of Leon City, there were hardly any houses nearby. It looked very desolate and was a good place to hide.
Enoch opened the door and welcomed Horn and Annie, whom Horn was carrying, into the room. Horn placed Annie on Enoch's bed. Horn took a general look around Enoch's house. Maybe because it hadn't been lived in for a long time, his home looked very dirty and messy.
Annie's recovery period was unexpectedly long, and with the effect of Enoch's illusion magic, she slept even longer.
A few more hours passed. Enoch had gone back to the carpenter's shop, and only Horn was left here to keep watch. The two of them couldn't stay here to guard all the time.
If no one helped old Douglas with his work during the day, he would lose his temper. So, as the leader, Horn sent Enoch to work and stayed here to watch the beautiful girl himself.
Annie was a bit awake, but she didn't want to open her eyes. Lying in bed still felt as wonderful as every morning, and the quilt was as warm as usual. She really didn't want to get up...
Wait!
Why didn't this quilt have the smell of violets? Instead, it seemed to have a faint stench, and it wasn't as soft as before...
She sniffed the quilt in a daze and immediately felt dizzy.
It was a bit pungent!
The smell of sweat, stinky feet, and the smell of dust that had accumulated from not being washed for a long time!
Annie, who was熏ed by Enoch's quilt, became a bit more awake from her daze. Memories of the nightmare that happened last night flooded her mind, and cold sweat instantly covered her body!
When she opened her eyes again and saw the smelly and tattered quilt, the hard bed board, and the dusty room, she realized that this was definitely not her home!
She remembered everything that happened yesterday. Wasn't she discovered by Deacon Jose?
So, was she in the church prison now?
Maybe so. After all, except for the quilt in prison, how could the quilt in other places be so smelly.
The rich young lady Annie didn't understand at all that if she were really in prison, this smelly quilt would be regarded as a precious treasure, and many prisoners would fight over it!
Moreover, the church prison didn't provide quilts...
Annie curiously looked around the room she was in. It was shabby, and all the sundries were covered with dust. But it was said that a prison should have iron bars. Where were the iron bars in this prison?
She looked around. There was a greasy table, a three - legged stool, a shabby cabinet, a messy stove, and a man in a black robe sitting at the door...
A man?
How could there be a man in prison?
Annie trembled and curled herself into a ball, covering her body with the quilt and only showing a pair of eyes, secretly looking at the man in the black robe in front of her.
"Who... who are you?" she asked timidly. After what happened yesterday, she was on guard against all men.
"You're awake," Horn said in a deep voice. He didn't know the spell to change his voice and could only slightly adjust his tone.
"Who are you?" Annie still regarded Horn with great caution.
"I'm a wild witch. I can't tell you my name for now, but you should know the nickname the church guys gave me."
Horn hid himself in his black robe, not letting Annie see even a bit of his skin.
"What's your nickname?" Annie asked in a low voice. Those who were given nicknames by the church were at least extremely vicious and capable of murder and arson.
Moreover, they were generally highly skilled. Small fry who were easily caught by the church didn't need to be given nicknames. After all, it would be a waste of brain cells to give a nickname to every small fry who could be easily caught, right?
"I'm the Evil - faced Man!"
In fact, Horn didn't really want to say this nickname, but he couldn't tell her his name. The nickname of the Evil - faced Man still had a certain deterrent effect, which was very helpful for Horn's plan to assess Annie.
"Ah!" Annie's scream had just welled up in her throat when she covered it with her own hand. She was now with the notorious Evil - faced Man. What if he got angry and killed her if someone heard her scream?
After hearing this nickname, Annie immediately turned her little head away and didn't dare to look at Horn directly.
In the church's legend, the Evil - faced Man had a cursed device on his face. Even just a glance at it would result in being cursed, and once cursed, one would be completely disfigured!
Annie was young and at the peak of her beauty and didn't want to be cursed and turn into an ugly old woman like the poor Deacon Reeves.
This legend spread because Reeves' face was also burned, and he was burned when facing the Evil - faced Man. The people of Leon City naturally associated Reeves' disfigurement with the cursed device on the Evil - faced Man's face in the legend.
As for how Reeves got the injury on his face, they didn't care at all.
"Did you save me?"
At the last moment before she lost consciousness last night, she had seen a man in a black robe save her. The clothes he was wearing were very similar to Horn's.
"I went to kill that black - robed deacon. Saving you was just a by - product. After all, you're a wild witch and seem to have a lot of talent."
It was also pre - discussed by Horn and Enoch not to tell Annie that they had specifically gone to find her. They couldn't let this woman overestimate her own status to avoid any strange situations.
Annie covered her small mouth with both hands: "I... am a wild witch?"
"Yes, you're a wild witch," Horn confirmed.
"Oh," Annie said in a low voice, a bit disappointed. Annie had speculated about what she was, but the fact that she was a useless wild witch still made her a bit frustrated.
Everyone in Ceylon knew that wild witches were all useless, and many wild witches didn't deny it either.
"What's the deal with the monsters you summoned?" Horn started to ask Annie questions when he saw that she was awake. How could a newly - awakened wild witch like her command those monsters?
Although the monsters were weak, it definitely shouldn't be something a newly - awakened wild witch who hadn't learned Douglas' knowledge could do.
"I don't know either. I just somehow knew a spell, and sometimes I would involuntarily recite it. I really didn't mean to," Annie said.
Thinking of this, Annie couldn't help but feel gloomy. She would have to live with those monsters from now on. Even if she wasn't discovered and burned by the church, how much better could it be?