Chapter 1019 - The Secrets of the Witches (1/2)

Chapter 1019: The Secrets of the Witches

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When Honey was summoned to the office, she was apparently very glad. Once she entered the office, she examined the mahogany table very carefully, as if she wanted to look through it.

“What’s wrong?” Roland curiously asked, “Is there something about this table?”

“Do you put precious things inside?” Honey even sniffed at the table and asked, “Or does it maybe have some other functions, such as automatically heating up at night?”

“How could it…” he could not help laughing, “This is just an ordinary table. There is nothing but documents and official letters inside.”

“Oh, really?” said Honey suspiciously. “Then why does Sister Nightingale bend over it for a long time every night?”

“Wait, what?” Roland and Wendy were stunned, while Nightingale immediately leaped up from the couch.

“Grayhair told me so when I trained it, although it could only express it with its actions.” Honey replied seriously, “Sister Nightingale always sits in your place when nobody is around and leans her face on the table— Em—”

Before she could finish her words, Nightingale already jumped forward and covered her mouth tightly. “I, I was just a bit sleepy and leaned on the table for a while! How could a, a bird know what I was doing? You must have got it wrong!”

Wendy put her hand on the forehead, speechless.

“Ahem,” Roland coughed and said. “Maybe Grayhair did not see it clearly? After all, it is very dark in the night…”

Honey mumbled in Nightingale’s palm, “But Grayhair is an owl.”

There was a brief silence in the office.

“Anyway, you should be mistaken,” Roland cleared his throat and waved his hand at Nightingale who blushed at Honey’s words. The latter stamped and disappeared into the Mist.

It seems that she will not show up for some time again.

“Really? I got it.” Honey did not continue to ask, “If the table could heat up, I would have wanted one.”

“Why?” asked Roland, raising his eyebrows, “Isn’t there a heating system in both the Castle and the Witch Building?”

“But not in the garden. When Sister Leaf is away, it’s very cold there. Grayhair and other birds have been unwilling to move as of lately. I was afraid that they would catch a cold, so I built a platform under the olive tree and slept with them in my arms. If the table could heat up, they’d be more comfortable.”

“Is that why she was so interested in the table?” thought Roland. He noticed that there were several feathers on Honey’s soft curly hair which looked like a disheveled nest at first glance. He realized that he had indeed ignored the living environment of the Animal Messengers. He thought that they had the ability to adapt to nature but ignored the fact that it violated natural rules to have them fly in the wind and snow during the Months of Demons.

“Although the table can’t give out heat, I can have people build a heated brick bed in the garden, ” he laughed and gestured, “It’ll be almost as large as a bed, so you can get all the animals you train to sleep on it. How about it?”