Chapitre 67: Where the painting leads?

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Mallory stared at her grandmother's painting, wondering if it held the key to her answers. Pursing her lips, she remarked, "But Sable's painting led me to a forest." The scene depicted in this painting suggested another forest awaited them.

"Not all doors are the same. Witches use dark magic for various purposes," Hadeon explained. "I once knew a witch who lived inside a painting, and that painting hung in a human's household for several years. Interestingly, she ate the servants by dragging them into the portrait, without anyone's notice there."

"I don't think I'll ever look at paintings the same way again," Mallory muttered, frowning.

"This is why the only paintings you need are mine. The safest of them all," Hadeon said, running his fingers through his hair.

"Master Hades always has solutions that work in his favour," Mallory replied, giving him a look and seeing his grin.