The Forest Witch (41)

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Where I got the chemicals?

Let's just say a certain black cat that actually passed my challenge was currently living in the lower parts of London.

'There's still a month until he arrives.'

I might as well.

Offer another challenge to this little girl.

I reopened my eyes.

And now.

Let the games begin.

"If you can pass my apothecary exam by the end of this month." I told the little girl. "I'll let you know another way into London."

"And if can't?" She asked in a wary manner.

"Then good luck in getting into London alone."

Because there's no way I'm facing those London soldier brutes.

Besides I have a family.

I'm not leaving them.

I eyed the girl.

With high expectations of what she can be capable of.

"Now..." I hold my hand out to the little girl.

She stared at my hand, puzzled.

I sighed. "Let's go."

"Go...? Oh."

Finally understanding what I meant, the girl placed her hand in mine.

Unlike Poppy's hands, the girl wore brown leather gloves.

They seemed worn out.

Not due to the dirt, but as if they've been overused for something.

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