When Luo Wei saw that the sender of the letter was Miss Witch, he no longer had the mood to chat with his neighbor. He tucked the letter away, compensated his neighbor for the car, and hurriedly left.
Of course, he didn’t spend his own money but wrote an IOU for his neighbor, instructing him to go to the East District Police Station and claim reimbursement from Captain Raymond.
Once home, Luo Wei sat on the sofa and eagerly opened the letter.
“Brother? What’s wrong?” Helena, seeing how tense he looked the moment he got home, curiously leaned over.
Evelyn pouted, “Look at how nervous he is. Maybe it’s a letter from some old flame.”
“What? Who is it?!” Helena’s expression instantly changed, and she immediately turned to Luo Wei.
Just as she was about to question him, she saw him sitting on the sofa, holding a blank sheet of paper, stunned.
“Huh? It’s blank?” Evelyn was also puzzled, not understanding what the sender meant by this.
Luo Wei examined the blank paper carefully, studying it for a long time. He even held it up to the light, but there was still nothing on it.
Seriously? You traveled halfway across the country just to send me a blank piece of paper?
“Maybe she made a mistake and sent the wrong letter?” Evelyn speculated.
“No way!” Helena had already seen the sender’s name, and her face darkened.
“She’s not that kind of person. She must have done this on purpose!”
“On purpose? For what?” Evelyn asked.
“To let us know that she’s aware Brother is back!” Helena said indignantly. “She’s flaunting her presence! The motive behind it is obvious!”
Evelyn, seeing how worked up Helena was, chuckled helplessly, “Aren’t you being a bit too conspiratorial?”
“Hmph!” Helena clenched her little fists. When it came to her brother’s past relationships, she had to be on high alert!
Just as the three of them were staring at each other, utterly baffled by the blank letter...
The paper in Luo Wei’s hand suddenly began to change. He watched as a mysterious, deep blue glow appeared on its surface.
The three of them stared intently at the paper as the mysterious light slowly moved across it. When the glow finally faded, rows of elegant handwriting appeared on the letter.
“This magic is quite interesting!” Evelyn exclaimed in surprise. “Could it be the kind of ring magic mentioned in ancient texts, the Arcane Sigil? Using something like this just to write a letter seems a bit wasteful, doesn’t it?”
She grew more and more astonished, “Leaving that aside, there are still people using ring magic? Aren’t they afraid of losing control?”
The sudden turn of events left Luo Wei silent for a moment.
The sender’s intention was clearly to prevent others from peeking at the contents, but inadvertently, it also served as a kind of intimidation...
Tilis might not have intended it that way, but it made Luo Wei immediately realize that she was a powerful spellcaster.
Luo Wei silently read the contents of the letter.
「Dear Luo Wei」
「It’s been four years since we parted in Blackwater Town. During the time you were missing, I’ve been searching for you.」
「I’m so happy to hear that you’ve returned safely. You must have gone through unimaginable hardships to come back, right? I’m sorry I couldn’t help you.」
「While you were away, I haven’t been idle either. Do you remember the magic research I’ve always been working on?」
「This research has finally made progress, and I feel like I’m getting closer to the truth of magic.」
「However, during the research process, I’ve encountered a small problem. Could you come and help me? I’d love for you to witness this great discovery with me.」
「By the way, the place I’m at is the address on the envelope. Please come quickly. Is your sister with you? Bring her along too. I’ve prepared a special gift for both of you!」
「I’m looking forward to seeing you again.」
「Forever yours—Tilis」
After putting down the letter, Luo Wei picked up the envelope again and glanced at the address.
Southern District, Brugge City, Heglais Town.
“Brugge?!” Evelyn suddenly became excited. “Luo Wei! Didn’t you promise me before? Once things in Saint Callen were settled, you’d take me there for a vacation!”
She was now very interested in human life, especially the things she couldn’t enjoy as a vampire. The thought of basking in the sun on a southern beach filled her with joy.
“I didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence...” Luo Wei smiled wryly.
When he was trying to win over the two of them, he had painted Brugge as a paradise...
In reality, Brugge was indeed a great place. It was the largest port city in the south, bustling with ships and merchants from the northern continent. Unlike the dreary weather of Saint Callen, Brugge enjoyed sunshine all year round and was a popular vacation spot for the wealthy.
But back then, Luo Wei had exaggerated its charm to save his own skin, making it sound like heaven on earth... If Evelyn actually went there, she might feel a bit let down...
“Wait, wait!” Helena snatched the letter and glared at her brother. “Are you really going? I think something’s fishy here!”
Luo Wei looked at her. Her face was serious, her expression tense.
“It’s a trap!”
“A big trap!”
Evelyn, now calmer, looked at Luo Wei. “She’s going to such lengths to get you to come. Her motives might not be pure. Could this be a setup?”
Luo Wei nodded silently. After what happened with Helena and Ophelia, he couldn’t help but suspect there was some ulterior motive.
“This Miss Witch...” Evelyn turned to Helena curiously. “What kind of person is she?”
“Her...” Helena crossed her arms and snorted.
When it came to her brother’s “past loves,” Helena couldn’t possibly have a good impression. After all, in the beginning, she was the only one by her brother’s side, but they had stolen all his attention...
However, compared to Ophelia, Helena had a slightly better opinion of this “Miss Witch.”
“She’s actually quite nice, very polite, but she’s a bit of a loner, quiet and a little reclusive...”
“Hmm...” Evelyn nodded. That fit her image of a witch devoted to magic.
“But...” Helena added.
“She’s a bit... off. Sometimes you just don’t know what she’s thinking. She’s kind of eccentric...”
“If even you think she’s eccentric...” Evelyn muttered, “then she must really have some issues...”
“What did you say?!” Helena jumped to her feet. “Vampire!”
“I’m a blood elf, you tentacle monster!”
“Old woman! I’ll kill you!”
“Both of you, calm down...” Luo Wei sighed as the two of them started to brawl like they always did.
He felt a headache coming on...
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