Chapter 8: An Interview with A Young Witch Part 3

When Sahar returns, I saw her carrying the small wooden box which contained the magic rings in her hands, the same box I got from the fat man.

at that moment I realized that all my pockets are empty. This means I have been through a body search when I was unconscious.

However, I didn't feel angry? And Why I would be? After all, they suspect that I am a bad man, a pirate.

I was lucky enough not to be woken up to find myself chained to a chain like the poor hostages on SAW movies franchise.

After a few seconds, Sahar extracted a small glass bottle containing dark blue liquid and seemed hesitant about whether to give it to me or not. But in the end, she tightened up her hand, then reached out her hand which holding the bottle towards me, and said with a firm tone "This is the serum of the truth. Do not come to me regretting later."

Her older sister, Menna, intervened, saying, "Excuse my little sister, she is just too excited. You can tell your story, without having to drink the serum of truth, and we will believe you."

I shook my head, then took the bottle from the hand of the younger girl, and said with a smile: "Trust me, what I am about to tell you will be hard to believe ... It is a crazy story. I myself don't believe what happened to me."

Then I drank the potion amid their amazement, to the point that their mouths almost opened wide on the shape of the letter O.

And I swore that the older sister Menna almost cried out, but she managed to get hold of herself.

I gulped and wondered "Could I underestimate the side effects of the potion and it might be worse than I imagined,"

Whatever. I already drank it completely. As it isn't right to cry over spilled milk.

When I didn't feel any change, I asked the little Witch girl: "I don't feel anything. Is it working now? Or should I wait a little longer."

She answered me intermittently: "It works. Hurry, tell us everything you think could prove your innocence or were you lying to us?"

Her face was completely red like a tomato. What happened to that little girl?

I shook my shoulders indifference. And I started collecting my thoughts again, rearranging the scenario and the best answer that I came up with, and then I started narrating my story or, to be precise, narrating the twisted facts.

"You may not know that place, but I was born in a place very far from here called Egypt. This place is characterized by the presence of ruins and ancient tombs. Some used to say that they belonged to magicians, while others said that they belonged to a non-human race. For me all this talk was pure Rumors, I was born and raised in the confines of my family in our small city without seeing any magicians all my life. All I heard about them are just myths and because we are a city that knows little about this… I mean your.. cough ...vast world. Only yesterday, was my first time in my entire life seeing and meeting the magicians of the stories by meeting both of you, of course beside the nasty sea monster who practiced something similar to magic.

Anyways, our family inherited an old ring from one of our ancestors, which he found it inside one of those ruins and ancient tombs. And yesterday night - and unfortunately for me - I put my hand on that ring, then an unbelievable and a strange thing happened to me... The ring sent me to this beach ... something like teleportation.

I swear to God this is the truth.

As for how I got these magic rings, it is very simple ... After a period of my arrival at the beach, I found a fat man falling into the water, and he was about to drown, so I decided to help and save him. But what I didn't know was that he was a bad person. After I saved him, He tried to scapegoat me. I don't know the details exactly, but I was certain that some people were chasing him, and that he decided to sacrifice me to save himself, but fortunately for me I was quick-witted, so I knocked him to the ground, then I snatched those magic rings from him, and after that, I ran away to hide before his pursuers come into the scene.

I think both of you know the rest of the story, he sacrificed himself in a suicide attack to kill his pursuers, but one of them survived, who almost killed me ... and If it hadn't t for your intervention and saving me ... I think the answer would be crystal clear ... I would have been dead now. This is my story in a nutshell. "

The two sisters exchanged a look between themselves, then the older sister Menna said: "Your story is really strange, and if you weren't narrating it under the influence of the serum of the truth, we might have had a hard time to believe it."

I smiled and nodded, "Didn't I tell you this before ?!"

As the little annoying girl interfered, but with a less intense tone this time: "You're lucky. If not for my sister's insistence to save you, You would be dead by now. Uh, by the way, I'm the only witch here. My sister is not a witch. So you should thank me more than her."

that girl. she is a weirdo.

I said sincerely: "I am truly grateful to both of you. Maybe I cannot give back your favors. But I can share those magic rings with you. Were it not for you I would not have thought I would have the opportunity to enjoy the treasures inside them."

The little girl Sahar snuffed into denunciation, and she said with pride: "And who wants to get that filthy money ... no, not me? Plus I am a witch, I can get money anytime I want ... and my sister is richer than you can imagine. This magic rings and its riches aren't something we sisters could fancy. "

I sighed and nodded, "Okay, I'll be indebted to you for the rest of my life."

"There is no need for that. We have not done anything worth mentioning," said that beautiful and wonderful Menna with a warm tone.

Oh ... that girl is a thousand times gentle than the night Owls I knew in my previous life.

Suddenly...

Darn it. What is happening to me? Why do I feel so hot down below? Why does this happening now?

I .. I am not that lowlife sick bastard who would fantasize the girl straight open .. after all, I am a gentleman.

Mena sensed that there was something wrong with me, so she asked me with an honest concern: "What is wrong with you?"

Ugh! That little nasty girl, so that's what she meant by getting a stone."

I answered without hesitation: "I think I got the stone that your sister talked about. Please show me the way to the bathroom?"

The girls' cheeks reddened, Menna said quickly: "To the left, next to the kitchen."

"Great."

I tried to get off the sofa, but I failed.

F**k. I am in a damned position that no one on earth could envy me. such a humiliation.

I said again, "Ahem, can you both help me reach the bathroom. I don't think I can get there on my own."

As if a touch of electricity hit the two girls, their body trembled, and I swear that I could use their forehead as a bread toaster right now.

I wanted to laugh, but I got hold of myself. Why?

Because I will definitely be killed If I do so, also there are things more important than laughing.

With great difficulty, the two girls moved, then carried me to the bathroom. I could hear the little girl murmuring angrily: "O big fool ... O big fool."

As for her older sister, she bites her lips tightly, as I felt her body getting hotter and hotter with every passing second. To be honest, I felt sorry for her, it must be her first time to be that close to a person of the opposite sex.

I wanted to apologize to her. but at the end of the day, this is the result of her younger sister's doings.

After they closed the bathroom behind me, I deliberately opened the door again for a moment, before calling on the little witch: "Hey ... Sahar, the rock is bigger than I imagined, I don't think I can remove it on my own. Can you come and give me a hand to help me remove it a little bit?"

She shouted in anger: " uncle ... you are a bad person as I expected."

Damn .. since when did I become an uncle?!!

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