Chapter 1267: The Witch's House

Chapter 1267: The Witch's House



The snowstorm was strong and very cold, but the warm feathers of Phoenix kept us warm and cozy. Slowly, she landed near the house. She gently let us walk down from her back and smiled after seeing us.

She was very nice with us, but not too much with dad...

Yes, indeed, she glared at him right after that. I think father was already getting prepared to summon her back inside his Soul Scape.

However.

"I'll be staying around this time! I am a bit sick of the Soul Scape," Phoenix stated.

My dad clearly looked shocked after hearing that and seemed more annoyed than anything. Well, isn't this his fault for contracting very smart familiars?

I know he was desperate for power, but he should have tried to think more carefully. "F-Fine, you can stay..." dad sighed. "Hah, what a pain these familiars are..."

"I heard you! Get pecked! Take this!" Phoenix turned into a tiny version of herself and started to peck dad's head nonstop.

She looked like a very cute and colorful chicken right now. I never knew she had such an adorable smaller form!

"Hah, well, come in everyone," Felicia said, knocking at her own door three times.

RUMBLE!

The entire house, which looked like a very old, worn-down house covered on snow and blue crystals, trembled the moment she knocked it three times.

Creaaak...!

The door slowly opened on its own, revealing an internal corridor. It looked old and slightly worn down, made entirely of dark wood. The walls were painted blue, and there were a few windows.

"Come on, don't be shy. You're all welcome. This will be your home for the next year, or two," Felicia entered her house, walking directly through the corridor and leaving behind her coat, while still yawning.

We entered as we examined our surroundings. The house indeed had that certain smell, the smell of old wood and dust. You could really feel it everywhere.

This was definitely a very old house, I suppose it makes sense, she's over seven hundred years, right? I bet she has kept it together using Alchemy and Magic, but even then, time will always prevail.

As we walked through the corridor, following Felicia, we noticed several portraits, they were of Felicia when she was younger.

"Really?"

Dad wasn't wrong.

As we followed Felicia we noticed corridors that were simply too long for how big we saw the house outside.

Sometimes we had to walk through big stairs or walk down to long stairs, as if they had been drilled into the damn mountain.

But that was impossible I think, this house's space was weird.

The more we explored it, the more we felt lost. It was like a dungeon, a labyrinth of its own!

How did Felicia even make such a thing?!

"Heh, by now you're beginning to wonder what is going on, right?" Felicia smiled with a rather cocky demeanor. "This is my special house! I modified it over the years with my Alchemy, adding Space Spirit Stone Dust everywhere, and embedding the jewels in other places. Over time, space became twisted, and I used alchemy to stretch the house to fit the twisted space. Its not exactly like an actual pocket dimension, but there are small "spatial bubbles" everywhere, which extend the house internal structure to at least twenty times its original size."

"She's crazy..." Celeste muttered.

"D-Definitely..." Celica nodded.

"Hah, and you just realize?" my father crossed his arms.

No, what are they talking about?

She's not crazy...

"You're awesome, auntie Felicia! To think about such a wonderful idea! I never thought about

it myself! But aren't space spirit stones rare to come by?" I wondered.

"They truly are! Luckily I can produce mine. When you get to my level, you can even recreate

and synthetize your own materials," she smiled. "I might teach you one day if you behave and

are a good girl."

"I'm looking forward to that!" I nodded.