Chapter 213



213 Mullwica’s House

Selma Payne’s POV:

I was sure I’d seen it before, but I couldn’t recall it at the moment.

“I saw a red shawl in Master Mary’s room,” Aldrich suddenly said.

“It’s bright red, and there are patterns embroidered with gold thread.”

That was right!

It was in Master Mary’s hut. That red shawl looked a little familiar!

We immediately went to Master Mary’s hut and found the shawl on the coat rack. 300 years had passed, and the time of this shawl had stopped along with the entire witch clan. Its beauty had also been fixed at its most brilliant moment. The dark red color and dazzling patterns seemed to be waiting for its owner to put it on and play with her friends after school.

I remembered why I thought it looked familiar – when the historical fragments surrounded me, and almost all the girls I saw wore the same red shawl.

“Dorothy, do you still remember what Mullwica’s daughter looked like in your dream?”

Dorothy managed to recall some details. “Oh… I think she has black hair, big black eyes, pale skin, and a mole on her jaw. I can’t remember clearly… I’m sorry. I lose my memory of dreams too quickly. I think this is the side effect of prying into the past.”

Black hair, black eyes, pale skin, and a mole on the left jaw.

There was no mistake! One of the girls in the historical fragments happened to look like this, and she was the only one who did not wear a red shawl!

She was Mullwica’s daughter!

It was evening in the dream, and they seemed to have just finished school. The red shawl should not be the uniform of the witch school, or Mullwica’s daughter would not be the only one who did not wear it.

These girls were not from the same family. They were walking in one direction. Did this mean that they were going to a girl’s house together?

Could it be Mullwica’s family? Was the red shawl that the girls were wearing some special symbol that could lead them into the real space through the false folding?

Thinking of this, I immediately decided to give it a try. Since there was only one shawl, only one of us could enter.

Without waiting for the others to speak, I took the shawl. “I’ll go first. Don’t worry. You all know my abilities. If there’s any accident, such as witchcraft or spells, I can easily devour them.”

“You promised me you wouldn’t risk your life again,” Aldrich said helplessly.

I made a funny face and argued, “That’s not a risk. We all know that the red shawl is the final answer. The chance of danger is less than one in a thousand.”

The red shawl was very soft, and its luxurious appearance was out of place in the gray ruins of the witch clan, which made me believe that it was special.

A complicated lock would always be matched with a beautiful key.

Putting on the red shawl, I pushed the door open and entered-

What I saw was a completely different world!

The dry pinewood floor was painted shiny, and the stone walls were decorated with various warm blankets. A soft sofa, a beautifully patterned chair, and a strong wooden table were placed in a comfortable position in the living room. There were pillows, books, flowers, teacups, and tea plates on the table as if the host had just had a tea party to welcome friends and family.

The details were decorated with soft lace and colored ribbons, as well as some small sparkling gemstones. They were crooked and old but clean. They seemed to be a child’s work and were often cleaned by adults.

There was even a fire in the fireplace, but there was no wood or coal, which seemed to be a product of sorcery. However, the flame was already very weak, and it would shiver from time to time in an attempt to extinguish itself. It seemed that the energy was about to be exhausted.

However, there were some disharmonious elements in the warm little house: The floor was covered in blood, the rocking chair and the coffee table were tilted, a few charred traces of sorcery, broken glass cups, and flower tea leaves that had long been weathered.

Based on all the signs, this was Mullwica’s home and a house that no one had time to clean up after the tragedy.

I was extremely excited after learning about this. After such a long time, we finally had a breakthrough!

I immediately withdrew and reported my safety to the few anxiously waiting for me. I also told them the good news. Everyone wore a red shawl and walked around the house. The answer we got proved that we had indeed found Mullwica’s house!

“Dorothy!” I excitedly called out to my best friend.

“I found it! We’ve found it! It’s Mullwica’s home. We’ve finally found it!”

Even the calm Dorothy was shocked by the good news and cheered softly.

“This is one of the best news I’ve heard this month.” She said, “I have to find a chance to tell Master Mary secretly.”

“Are you going to avoid Captain Frank?”

“Yes. Given that his identity is still a mystery and Mullwica’s family is of utmost importance, let us hide it from Captain Frank and let someone more experienced decide if we should tell him.”

“I think Master Mary will tell Captain Frank.”

“Why?”

“Because he’s living here now!”