The sun was shining, the rolling heat wave began to subside, and the summer cicadas that chirped for a day gradually subsided.However, compared to the sleeping island on the four sides of the sea, the castle still looks a little sweltering.

Evelyn, full of sweat, walked up to the second floor and pushed open the bedroom door, and suddenly covered her with a cold.

"Today's test has been hard," said a woman with dark hair, looking mature and able-bodied, "how, is it going well?"

She called the book, she was the oldest witch in the group and a very kind predecessor.After only one day, she felt the care and concern of the other party.

"I... don't know," replied Evelyn, somewhat dejected, "the others have shown their ability, and when it was my turn, His Highness only asked me a few questions.“Doesn’t he think I’m useless?”

The book comes up with a glass of ice water, "there is no capacity for nothing, only untapped ability, which is what His Highness Roland used to say to us, so you don't have to worry about that."

“But...” She took the glass and stopped.

“Worried about being left out in the making?”The book could not help laughing, “If it had been possible to co-op, but in the border town, His Highness had never treated any witch differently, and the hummingbird could testify.”

The girl who was burying her head in the cupboard looking for clothes looked up, "That's pretty much right, like me, the mystery moon, Lily, and Miss Nanawa has done nothing lately, and your Highness has encouraged us to play the Kunt card to relieve our boredom."

“Comforted?”Evelyn rolled her eyes.

“Well, it’s incredible, right?He said, "Hummingbird, but I think your Highness is a little bit eccentric, and he's obviously better for Anna."

"That was the first witch he knew, and it was naturally much more profound," said the scroll, tapping her head, "and get dressed, and there will be less running water later."Then she looked at Evelyn, "Come with us too."

“Where to go?”The latter stand.

"Cool," laughed the book, "in the summer, there is nothing more pleasant than standing under the shower and bathing."

When Evelyn followed the two men into the bathroom, she couldn’t help but cry out in surprise.She seemed to have entered a wide grassland, in front of the clouds and mountains, the sunset afterglow from the window, reflected on the wall, the clouds stained a touch of gold.

“This is—”

"Sorya's masterpiece," said the scroll, "this is not a traditional decorative painting, you take off your shoes."

Evelyn carefully put the wooden sandals in the shoe cabinet at the door, and when she stepped on the "Prairie" barefoot, she immediately understood the meaning of the other party.The delicate touch of the soles of the feet is like a dense grass, and the grass tip is also full of water beads, as if it had just rained down.

The book took off its clothes, let go of the braided into the pony tail, and a long black hair sprinkled and fell.She walked to the wall, wrenched her wrench, and suddenly spewed dozens of water lines in the lotus head above her head, covering her.

“Well, it’s convenient, isn’t it?”The hummingbird handed into her hand a piece of rolling things, "This is the bathroom supplies invented by His Highness, and it can't be great to use it when you use it when you're cool. Come, I'll teach you how to use it."

...

When Evelyn returned to the room again, her whole body felt a little lighter.

She had never experienced such a comfortable bath, when using soap to wipe out the foam on her body, and then by the water a brain rushed away, the slimy feeling of the body suddenly swept away, replaced by refreshing and smooth.After changing into clean clothes, the sultry air seemed to cool off, raising her arms, and she could smell the remaining roses on her skin.

Is this the daily life of the co-faculty witch?

Evelyn is still a little unbelievable in her heart, she was born in the outer city of Wang Du, the family runs a tavern, although most of the visitors are some crops, but the topic can talk about is always inseparable from the aristocracy in the inner city and their life, she also heard a lot of wine for the guests.For example, the wine-filled gold-enclending bathtubs and the rose petals of the milk bathtub... but even in their rumors, there is no one to compare with her own experience today – at least Evelyn doesn’t feel comfortable bathing with wine and milk.

Think of the castle as a real prince, comfortable and enjoyable.But the witches actually lived a life like the royal aristocracy, which was unimaginable to her.Before you go to Sleeping Island, even maintaining an ordinary quiet life is a luxury.

“Are you hungry?”The scroll dried its hair and retook its braids, "It's time to open the meal, let's go to the hall."

In the living room on the first floor, the long wooden table was already full of dishes, Evelyn roughly counted, and there were six pots of light meat, as well as egg soup, vegetable soup and roasted mushrooms, which were not worse than last night's welcome banquet.

When the other witches were in place, everyone started to move.She noticed that some people, in addition to knives and forks, used a pair of wooden sticks to pick up food, as did His Royal Highness himself, who rarely even picked up knives and forks, and that the sticks in his hand flew up and down and looked very flexible.The food in the bowl also did not have a large meat chop or a whole chicken duck - unlike the common food in the tavern, the steak was cut into small pieces, and the boar legs were removed from the bones, which could only be fed directly into the mouth.

When the dinner was over, His Royal Highness suddenly clapped his hands. "I have recently developed two new things, intending to promote them as commodities, but it is not clear how effective it will be.

“What is it, eat?”

“Okay, I’ll try!”

“And me and I mutter!”

The witches cheered, and Evelyn looked blankly at the book, and the latter smiled and explained: "Your Highness will often invent some novel things, such as the soap you used before, and perfume, chopsticks, ice cream... He will let us try it before he is officially put into production."

"Cough," said the prince, clearing his throat, "the first thing is white wine, which is more mellow and more intoxicating than the common mercantile and cider, and therefore the underage witch is not allowed to participate."

“Your Majesty, this is prejudice!”The lightning clamored, “I drink more than the grown sailors!”

"That's not possible."

“Well...” The little girl pouted, and Roland, unmoved, ordered the maid to bring up the good white wine and distribute it to the adult witch.

Evelyn also placed three glasses in front of - only see the crystal clear crystal glass in the wine is different, a cup of transparent colorless, like water, a cup of milky white, the last cup is bright orange yellow, in the jump of the candle, you can also see some small floats, but also like unfiltered clean fruit wine.

“They are white wine mixed with apple juice, white wine with milk and pure white wine,” Roland said, “the ice can be added according to their own taste, the lighter the more the wine.”Then he smiled at Evelyn, "You've been in the tavern of the king's capital, and you've been able to make different kinds of wine, and I hope to hear your assessment of this new wine."

Evelyn could not help thumping twice, she took a sip of orange wine, as Her Royal Highness said, the taste of white wine is far stronger than wheat wine, and even some thorns, the tip of the tongue felt a hint of bitterness, but the fragrance of the apple diluted its influence, and finally the wine itself fragrant - several tastes in turn in the mouth, she was the first time to taste so excellent wine.

The white wine mixed with milk was more gentle, the bitterness almost disappeared, she could taste it, in addition to the milk, should also put some honey or sugar, sweet and wine aroma mixed together, the formation of a new taste.

By the time it was the last cup, Evelyn was already full of expectation, and she took a small sip, and the burning feeling suddenly rolled over the tongue and throat—as she had expected, without the interference of other flavors, only a simple taste of wine.First the heat, then the sweetness that is contained under the bitterness.

“All three glasses of wine taste... are unforgettable,” she said, putting down her glass and taking a breath. “Your Highness, some people may not be able to accept its intense irritating taste, but I think those who really like to drink should not resist having such a mellow aroma.”

“Is it?”Roland laughed, "That's all right, but this cup is not the strongest white wine, and I can further improve its aroma and let you taste it."

Did he choose himself to try his new wine?In spite of her bewilderment, Evelyn answered, "Yes, your Highness."

After the glass and plate were removed, His Royal Highness ordered the valet to bring a pile of boxes and put them on a long table.

"This is the second new thing, and the little gift I am planning to give you," he paused, "a special piece of clothing."

(Unfinished).