Beyonita was not dressed and her beautiful figure was exposed in the sun.

She stood in front of the dressing mirror in the bedroom and thought for a while, then picked up the dress she had just given up ten minutes ago from the hanger next to it. This was a black backless evening dress that could be paired with black high heels, and there were more than a dozen similar clothes lying there next to the dressing mirror. Joan of Arc was doing similar things, but she also placed dozens of pairs of different styles of high heels next to the dressing mirror, looking for shoes that could match her crimson dress. Only Salomon sat on the sofa in the bedroom, saying nothing about these irrelevant, noisy, and even he didn't understand what he had to do - he had been sitting here for an hour and a half, and had to rack his brains to praise the witch's taste in clothing, trying to shorten the dressing time of the witches in this way.

"This evening dress..."

Before he could finish, the black-haired witch rolled her eyes at him, then walked back to change another piece of clothing. She just wanted to show Salomon, and no matter what the secret mage had, it would not disrupt her steps, as if she was following some mysterious cosmic truth when choosing clothes, as if the earth was rotating around the sun.

"We're just visiting Casillaos, Beyonita."

"If you seriously maintain your relationships, you should know that Casillaos may want to introduce us to his partner." Beyonita's voice came from the cloakroom. "He treats you like his children, we must be polite. Look at this one, will it be too exposed?"

"Wow! Why didn't you wear this dress last night?" Salomon's eyes lit up.

"Because you'll get your clothes dirty every time!"

"We can wash clothes like washing sheets. I think the washing machine does this!" The secret mage spread his hands and his expression was very innocent, "And the person who is a shower is not me."

"Idiot!" Joan of Arc smiled and passed by the secret mage who was hit on the head by a supersonic hanger. After saying a word, he walked out holding the plate of snacks that the maid had just brought in. The hem of the crimson short skirt brushed the fingers that Salomon placed on the handrail. "I'm ready to go, Seresa!" She yelled loudly in the corridor while stuffing something into her mouth (and avoiding the snacks from touching lipstick). "Hurry up, otherwise we won't be able to catch up with dinner!"

Phoenix was a little frustrated that he could not be a guest. After all, Casilios' new companion was an ordinary person. Salomon and the witch could not show too much supernatural power to avoid doubt. Unless the woman became Casilios' true companion, Salomon could only show Phoenix and supernatural power to her. In fact, it was not only the factors that Casilios invited, but also the Supreme Mage asked Salomon to communicate with Casilios more during this period and observe his mental state and dreams. Even powerful vampires can affect the surrounding environment, and Odin, who is respected as the father of the gods, can do so. Casilios' dream will be an important way for Cama Taj to explore the prophecy of Ragnarok. Salomon regards the collapse of the Asgard Empire as a crisis and opportunity for mankind, so he spares no effort to collect clues in this regard.

The Venerable was very happy to see Casilios step out of the shadow of losing his wife, but the cracks in his mind were not so easy to make up. Once the caster's mind cracks appeared again, it was possible that extremely bad situations would occur. What's more, the lifespan of ordinary humans is far less than that of the caster. Unless you use the precious alchemy potion for life extension or perform a series of life-extending surgeries developed by the Immortal City today, Casilios will sooner or later experience a separation of life and death. Therefore, there is another task on Salomon's trip, which is to persuade Casilios to think about it carefully.

If Casillaos is serious, then he can help and try to make that ordinary woman live longer.

Currently only Gideon Malik enjoys this treatment. The old dog now has a glowing hair on his sideburns. In order not to arouse doubts, he even has to dye his hair and put on makeup to make him look older. I don’t know what Baron Modu used. Now Salomon is nominally adopted by Casilios. I believe Casilios told his girlfriend this way, otherwise the woman who opened the door after the witch rang the doorbell would not be so nervous.

"You are Salomon, right? Oh my God, you are so tall!" The blonde woman in an apron forced herself to look surprised, and opened her arms and seemed to want to give the secret mage a hug, but then the elegantly dressed Beyonetta and Joan of Ar walked into the entrance with curiosity. She wiped her hands on the apron with embarrassment and gave up her intention to show her closeness.

"Hello, Ms. Jacob." Salomon smiled and hugged her gently. He saw the woman's efforts to integrate into the family and would naturally respond. "This is my partner, Beyonetta and Joan of Arc." He introduced the woman. But before he finished speaking, the two witches passed by him and shook hands with the woman. Salomon just shrugged and handed the red wine tied with the ribbon to the blonde woman, "I think you will definitely like this."

"Oh! Okay!" The blonde woman held the wine bottle and widened her eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Casilios never said that his adopted son had committed bigamy, and he was with two women with exaggerated figures and outrageous beauty. Perhaps because of their height and face, each of Salomon and the Witch would give others a sense of oppression, not to mention the time when the three of them stood together. This made it difficult for women who were just ordinary people to bear. Her previous hug had consumed all her courage. Seeing her appearance, Salomon was very glad.

Berenta rejected his grand suggestions for wearing - he wanted to wear a tuxedo and bring a gorgeously decorated sword to reflect his importance in this more formal way. But Berenta said that this was too stupid and would only scare the poor woman. Casillas had something to hide from her, which was already unfair to her. If he had a foolish adopted son, the poor woman might collapse on the spot and then cried and began to calculate the medical expenses of the mental hospital.

She was putting lipstick on the dressing table when she said this, so that Salomon couldn't help but float to her from the corner of her eyes. Now Salomon thinks Beyonetta's words make sense. Fortunately, she is in charge of the family, otherwise something will happen sooner or later. However, he also wanted to point out that the clothes the witches wore today were a bit too expensive, and this was not a fashion show.

But both witches turned a deaf ear to this and continued to do whatever they wanted.

"Come in quickly, Casillaos is preparing dinner. He is very happy that you can come!" Ms. Jacob finally put this sentence from her throat. Salomon had to quietly put his hand behind her back and cast a spell to stabilize the woman's mood. It would be awful if she cried here. I have to say that Beyonetta and Joan of Arc have already started to like her.
Chapter completed!