I am a Witch Requested by My Crush to Make Love Potion

"Yeah, it's okay! What you believe is that the damage of this witch's medicine hasn't changed anything."

Just wanting to end this story quickly, he took out a small bottle from his bosom, and Jashum broke his voice. Harij gazes at Yashm's small bottle.

"--Does the vial contain the contents?"

"What happens when you have an empty bottle?"

When Harrige asked, he said that Yashm was foolish.

"Let Rose have a look. I can understand anything about drugs."

"Everything is a bit of a purchase ..."

"Oh, can you give a witch medicine to a witch? Isn't it like giving a sword to a swordsman?"

"Yes. Just ask the expert. Or do you want to keep gazing here until morning?"

Yashum frowned, and handed Harrigue a small bottle. Harrige presents a small bottle to Rose.

When Rose receives the vial, he opens the lid. As I said somehow, Yashum also watches herself with a strong saliva.

Geones, who had been behind Jasm all the time, moved in front of her master and clasped with his sword to watch out for Rose.

Shake the vial, fan it by hand, and smell it.

And Rose looked at the medicine stunned.

"……this is"

I remembered. Rose knows the smell of this medicine.

"Did you know anything?"

See Rose as Harrige expects.

But it was deep sadness that came to Rose's heart.

"..." Witch's Secret Medicine "has different procedures and materials to use, depending on the witch. Each witch changes the mix little by little according to where he lives and the age. Because ... "

"Well, isn't it myself, it's made by a witch elsewhere?"

In the words of Jashm, Rose frowned.

From hearing Tien about "Witch's Love Potion", Rose did not believe that the drug was "Witch's Secret Drug".

But if this smell tells the truth-

"This medicine smells very similar to what I made."

"If so, are you not the culprit?"

Rose shook his head to Yashm who rushed his conclusion.

"No. Even if you simply make it again ... there's no such thing unless you try to make it look so similar."

Just as no animal or plant is exactly the same, each medicine is slightly different, even though they are the same. The witch understands, manipulates, removes the truth, and turns it all into magic.

"And, I……"

Rose stares at the contents of the vial.

"I--remember who sold this scented medicine"

I didn't want to believe it.

Rose looks at Harrige.

Harrieg, listening with a strange face, seemed uncertain why he turned his gaze to himself.

However, when he realized that Rose had not turned his gaze in search of help, he thought deeply-he opened his eyes.

"Well ... no way"

Stunned voice leaks from Harrige's mouth.

"What, what is it?"

When Harsh, unusually looking, asked Yashm, he heard a sound behind him.

--Conconconcon

All four people in the room shook their shoulders.

Suddenly knocked was the only door in this room.

He wouldn't have expected anyone to come here. Jashm said without hiding the suspiciousness.

"Who"

"Well, my brother? I am."

The sound was as beautiful as the sound of Suzumushi on an autumn night. As soon as Jashm's face is dyed in amazing colors.

"Rule ?!"

It was the name of the fourth princess of Marjan.

Harrige tears off a small bottle from the surprised rose. Despite the more surprised rose, Harrige moved with a flurry.

Without Rose's knowledge, he seemed to have communicated with Yashum and others through eye contact.

Yashm will not call him still, even if Harrige moves freely. Rather, he talks to the rules without opening the door as if he were earning time.

"What are you doing here?"

"Because you said that my mother was opening the" Witch Tower "unusually, I never had this opportunity and came to see it."

The quiet voice sounded as though he had no embarrassment in walking the path he wanted to walk.

The princess could not have been stopped by the knight guarding the tower below.

As Rose listened to the conversation between Yashm and Lulu, he was distracted.

Harrige, who should have crouched under the chair where Rose was sitting earlier, noticed that he was grabbing Rose's waist.

What happened, Rose looks up at Harriage. Harige looked at Rose once and nodded a little.

"Hold your mouth. Don't speak."

mouth? Voice? Perose covered her mouth with her hands as she was told.

It was that moment.

A floating feeling that has never been felt hits Rose.

I thought it was not.

No, it cannot be.

It's impossible for a human to fly in the sky, unless it's an ancient witch.

Nevertheless, the robe trying to wrap the air makes a loud noise.

That is, Rose was falling from the sky.

Heading upside down, towards the ground-jumping out of the tower window.

"―― ~~~ !?"

He didn't hear much fear.

There is a deep blue sky in front of Rose, which is falling upside down from his back.

Oh, life is over.

Rose was ready for her last while her soul was about to fall out, and she was pulled by something and finished the gliding.

The body stretched enough to cause pain sways as it is.

"I endured well."

Rose, with her limbs left to gravity, looked sideways, shaking.

Rose did not notice because he could only see the sky, but he did not seem to have fallen alone. When I thought back, I was still hugged by Harrige.

He must have jumped out of the window while hugging Rose. Harrige's body is tied to a rope, perhaps brought in for an escape.

He doesn't have the courage to look up, but he seems to have attached the opposite rope to the chair leg earlier.

What seemed to be pulled was that Harrige squeezed the rope to kill momentum along the way. I don't want to think about what my palms are like.

Harrige is familiar and sticks one leg to the tower, holding a rope with one hand and looking up at the top of the tower.

Rose hangs and begs for Harrige to help him as soon as possible. The rope was fairly long, but still hanging in the air.

However, Rose's wish was vain, and Harrige looked sober.

"--Unpalatable"

When it broke, a sinister word arrived at Rose's ear.