As night fell, somewhere in the barren mountains and woods, the light of the bonfire dispelled a small area of darkness. The two witches were sitting by the bonfire, looking at the fish soup that was sizzling in a hanging pot on the fire.
Although it was a camping trip, this pot of fish soup was extremely delicious, exuding the ultimate deliciousness that could carry the fragrance for miles.
"Wow, I didn't expect that your craftsmanship, Miss, is really well-deserved. I heard before that you went to work as a nutritionist for the Armed Forces Club. I thought it was just a gimmick?"
Wen Wen smelled the aroma in the pot, wiped the saliva that unconsciously flowed from the corner of her mouth, and then said this.
She had just watched the entire cooking process of this eldest lady. It was obvious that everyone used the same witch's cooking magic, but the taste of the fish soup in front of her was much more delicious than what she had made before.
Dorothy nodded with satisfaction at the compliment of this ignorant senior. Then she waved her hand gently, and the invisible magic tentacles picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the side, and then took them out of the pot. Had two bowls of fish soup.
"Eat quickly, it's time to work after eating."
The otaku witch said so.
Wen Wen stretched out her hand to take her bowl. She looked at the milky white and rich soup in the bowl, and then ignored the piping hot soup that had just come out of the pot. She just took a sip, and then she was glared at by the cat's tongue. Her eyes were widened, but the strong fragrance that exploded in her mouth made her reluctant to spit out the imported delicious food.
She was in pain and enjoying it at the same time. After swallowing the soup, she stuck out her tongue to cool it like a dog.
"Can't you use some magic to protect your tongue?"
Dorothy on the other side said speechlessly.
The hot soup that had just come out of the pot was enough to burn a mortal's tongue, but it would not hurt the witch's body. However, just because she wouldn't be hurt didn't mean she wouldn't feel hot.
If the witch's body does not turn on the magic blessing, the ability to perceive various things will only be more sensitive than that of mortals. Therefore, they will only perceive things that mortals find spicy, hot, and refreshing, more intensely and clearly.
Of course, it's just a feeling.
For example, if they are also burned by fire, both witches and mortals without the use of magic power will whine in pain, and even witches will scream louder, but mortals may have skin blisters or even scars, but witches also It's just a loud voice, but it actually doesn't hurt the skin at all.
"No, using magic to protect it can shield the pain, but it will also dull the sense of taste, which is a waste of delicious food."
Regarding the house witch's suggestion, Wen Wen argued with reason, and then she held the bowl and blew air carefully there, as if she wanted to cool down the fish soup.
Dorothy: "."
You idiot, we are witches, we can do magic, okay, you still brag.
While she was thinking this, a burst of cold air burst out from her hands, and this cold air spread to the bowl, instantly cooling the scalding fish soup to the perfect temperature for her mouth.
The otaku witch then happily enjoyed the delicious fish she had caught all day long.
Why didn't she catch this fish? Nonsense, fishing is such an inconvenience. Who stipulates that fish must be caught from the river? Why can’t what she catches from other fishermen be considered fishing?
She was fishing with both the person and the fish. What matters is that only one who is willing to take the bait takes the bait. This is the advanced realm of a fisherman. Anyone who understands understands it. If you don’t understand, you should reflect on whether your realm is not enough.
Anyway, it is really refreshing and wonderful to enjoy the joy of harvest after a tiring day.
Wen Wen: "."
The black-winged witch looked at the eldest lady on the opposite side using ice magic to cool down, and then she suddenly realized.
Yes, I am a witch and can use magic.
Only then did she remember that she was an extraordinary person. There were countless ways to cool down a bowl of fish soup, but she really couldn't be blamed. After all, the magic abilities of witches were almost entirely focused on combat. In The Witch of the Forest, Before the creation of the Life Magic series, few people thought of using magic in daily life.
It's all because of the blindness of inertial consciousness.
After waking up, Wen Wen actually wanted to imitate the eldest lady and use ice magic to cool down, but just when she was about to do it, she realized that she didn't seem to know how much power could be used to accurately cool the fish soup.
If the fish soup is too cold, it will be very fishy and not delicious.
So the question is, should we bravely try and risk losing a bowl of delicious food, or should we be more conservative and continue to use our mortal mouths to perform stunts?
The black-winged witch pondered for a while, then silently continued to puff up her cheeks and start blowing.
"Huhu. Huh."
Dorothy: "."
"What do you know? If you cheat with magic, you will have no soul. This is how good things should be enjoyed."
Noticing the way the eldest lady opposite looked at him like a fool, Wen Wen argued seriously.
It can only be said that she is indeed a professional journalist, and the nonsense that comes out of her mouth is not blushing at all.
The otaku witch was a little speechless, but she didn't expose the senior's last stubbornness. She just reached out to the soup pot in front of her and cooled the remaining fish soup in the pot to the optimal drinking temperature.
Then she looked at the Soul Eater senior opposite, with a teasing smile.
Wen Wen: "."
The black-winged witch used her magic power to protect her mouth, then drank the bowl of fish soup in her hand that was still piping hot after blowing for a long time, and then poured herself another bowl without changing her expression.
It doesn’t matter whether there is a soul or not. We journalists have always attached great importance to the spirit of seeking truth from facts.
Opposite her, Dorothy smiled brightly, and above her head, the hat-wearing senior was secretly lowering her tentacles and directly reaching into the pot to eat frantically.
You ask why she doesn't eat it openly?
Haha, food is the most delicious when it is eaten secretly, okay, eating secretly is the real soul.
And when Wen Wen slowly finished enjoying the second bowl, he was ready to have another bowl.
Where is my fish soup? Where did my big pot of fish soup go?
The black-winged witch looked at the empty pot and doubted her life for a moment.
"Okay, now that you've eaten and drank enough, it's time to go to work."
Dorothy, on the other hand, glanced angrily at the hat that was secretly burping on top of her head, then cast a cleaning spell to clean the pots and dishes and put them away, then stood up with her sword in hand.
She looked at the Japanese castle not far away. Although it was not as majestic as the former castle tower, it was still luxurious and huge.
There is the Lord's Mansion of this place that the little fishing witch mentioned before.
"You should exercise after meals to eliminate food."
The mark of the talisman flashed in her eyes. When she saw the evil spirit floating above the castle like dark clouds, she shook her head and her eyes gradually became cold.
"Ah, isn't it? Miss, are you serious?"
Seeing the witch's actions, Wen Wen became a little uneasy.
She originally thought that the eldest lady was just talking to the little fishing witch for fun, but she didn't expect that the eldest lady was really sincere and would really come to her if something happened.
"Are you really going to level that castle, just the two of us?"
The black-winged witch pointed at the heavily guarded Chinese mansion and asked.
Dorothy shook her head.
"Of course it's not us."
But before Wen Wen could breathe a sigh of relief, she continued.
"It's me, you photographer, don't add drama to yourself."
Black Winged Witch: "."
"Then you are planning to use the power of the Inquisition?"
Wen Wen asked again.
If the eldest lady is acting as the Grand Inquisitor Clown, then it is not a big problem to take down this castle alone. After all, the spell slots of the Inquisition are real plug-ins.
"Senior, what are you talking about? We are filming Demon Shadow. Wouldn't it be a drama to have a trial court?"
Dorothy also looked at the senior sister speechlessly.
"Of course it's just with the sword in my hand."
The otaku witch raised the red shadow demon sword in her hand and said so confidently.
"Then you're not fooling around? There are already more than a dozen great witches in this castle just from what I can sense. There is also a rookie who is estimated to have title-level strength, but I and the two great witches are not here. Come up and send her away. ah."
Wen Wen was also a little anxious.
There is no way, the photographer of this documentary is not invincible. She is a real war reporter. If the two sides really fight, the other party will not care whether she is an innocent photographer or not, they will only treat her as an accomplice of the young lady. Let her chop it together.
It was okay to kill those ronin warriors before. After all, those ronin were really weak and could not threaten her as a photographer, but now this family is a Japanese Chinese stronghold, and the configuration inside is no joke. She is really Can't stand it.
"My eldest lady, let's just take a picture of a ghost. Are we really risking our lives?"
She tried to persuade the eldest lady to change her mind.
"Senior sister, do you think I have been acting all this time?"
Dorothy didn't say much. She just looked at Wen Wen calmly and then asked.
"Well, isn't it?"
The black-winged witch also blinked and asked in confusion.
Dorothy: "."
Damn, senior sister, it’s hard for me to handle this if you don’t give me face.
The house witch couldn't hold herself any longer.
And just when she was about to reorganize her words to explain, she suddenly sensed something, frowned, and then disappeared in a flash.
Soon, Dorothy came back, but there was a struggling little witch in her hand.
"It's you, why are you here?"
Wen Wen recognized the little witch in the eldest lady's hand. After all, the delicious fish soup he had just eaten was caught by someone else.
"It's you, big sisters."
The little witch, who originally thought she had been caught and was struggling wildly, recognized the identities of the two people with the help of the light of the bonfire. She immediately stopped struggling, and then her eyes turned red.
"Big sister, please save my sister and everyone in the village."
The little witch begged while wiping her tears.
Dorothy frowned immediately. She put down the little witch in her hand, then squatted on the ground, looked at the little witch and asked softly.
"What happened? What happened to your sister and everyone in the village?"
"Sister and everyone were kidnapped by the lord's people. It was said that the villagers occupied the lord's grandfather's land, but that land was clearly given to us by that witch's house."
The little witch also tried hard to control her emotions, and she opened her mouth to tell what happened.
And after hearing the little witch's words, Dorothy's face became more and more gloomy.
Sure enough, until the cancer of the Chinese race is eliminated, the Japanese witches cannot even think about living a good life.
She originally wanted to be gentle and use the method of demolition to peacefully warn the Chinese people, but these guys who had a good life were really intimidated and unethical.
Peaceful demolition cannot save the Japanese island. If the civilians of the Japanese island are to truly stand up, they can only carry out a thorough agrarian revolution.
Attack the Chinese and divide their fields.
The otaku witch took a deep breath, then slowly looked at the little witch in front of her, and spoke as gently as possible.
"It's okay. I'm here. You can go back to the village first. Your sister and everyone in the village will go back soon."
She said so.
After hearing this, the little witch stopped crying. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the big sister in front of her, and then she was silent for a while.
"Sister, you won't lie to me."
"Of course not, big sister, I never lie."
Dorothy replied seriously.
"Then let's pull the hook, and the deceiver will swallow a thousand needles."
The little witch held out her little finger. In the world of children, this was already the strongest contract.
"Well, a liar swallows a thousand needles."
Dorothy also stretched out her little finger and made a contract with the little witch.
After pulling across the ditch, the little witch breathed a sigh of relief, and then she turned around and left.
The otaku witch didn't stop either. She directly picked up her sword and flew towards the Japanese castle not far away.
The black-winged witch was left a little confused. She stretched out her hand, wanting to persuade the eldest lady to calm down, but looking at the little witch who hadn't gone far, Wen Wen really couldn't speak.
"Forget it, you wouldn't be a journalist if you don't shoot a big drama like this. Anyway, I'm fast. It won't be too late to run away when the situation turns bad."
The black-winged witch gritted her teeth, then flapped her wings and chased after her.
Not far away, inside the castle, although it was night, the city was brightly lit, and a group of warriors smiled evilly around a group of tied up villagers.
"Grandpa Kameda, it is this group of daring and unscrupulous people who dare to invade your land."
A samurai said to the ugly witch with fat head and big ears sitting on the main seat.
The grandpa, who was gorgeously dressed but had a sinister face, was looking at the trembling villagers below with his small eyes and smiled disdainfully.
"Then let's teach these unscrupulous people a lesson first and let them remember clearly who is the master around here."
"Haha, I can't do anything about the Battōsai, so why can't I cure these unruly people?"
Grandpa Kameda took a sip of tea and then gave casual instructions.
Suddenly, the Kameda family warriors who had been waiting for a long time showed lewd smiles. They looked at the group of villagers who had lost their resistance. Some warriors waved their whips and made crackling sonic booms.
"Where's Yu Mei? Why isn't she here? What she likes most is watching executions."
Grandpa Kameda asked as she thought of her daughter.
"Go back to grandpa, the eldest lady went out to find someone to test the knife today. She just got a good knife."
The warrior on the side said quickly.
"That's it. It's a good thing that my son is so diligent. It's a pity that there are so many targets for sword testing in front of me, but Yu Mei is not here. It doesn't matter, I'll give them a break. When my Yu Mei comes back, I will compete with her. His swordsmanship is better than cutting down several targets with one sword."
Grandpa Kameda said so.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, an object quickly hit her in the air.
Grandpa Kameda's eyes narrowed, and then her plump body moved at a high speed that was completely inconsistent with her size. With a flash of the sword, the unknown object was cut in two by her.
"Who is it? How dare you do this."
She was about to shout so loudly, but before she could finish her words, her eyes suddenly widened and she looked at the thing on the ground that she had chopped into two pieces.
It was a corpse, the corpse of a young and beautiful witch.
"Yumi, my Yumi"
Grandpa Kameda's huge body trembled and fell to her knees. The layers of fat on her body were all rippling. She looked at the body on the ground in disbelief, and then her eyes turned red.
"Who is it? I want you to die."
The terrifying magic power burst out from her body, causing the world to change color.
And my grandfather, who was already as ugly as a pig, looked even more ferocious at this moment, with those scarlet eyes that preyed on everyone, making people frightened just by looking at him.
But amidst the terrifying pressure of the top witch, there was a person walking slowly.
"Grandpa is good at swordsmanship. He can make two cuts with a clean stroke. But I don't know if you are satisfied with the feel of this target for testing the sword?"
The cold swordsman said with a smile.
"The thief is so brave, please die."
When had her grandpa, who had always been domineering for a long time, been provoked like this? She roared angrily, and then her huge body rushed towards the cold swordsman.
But when the swordsman saw this, he just slightly pulled out the sword in his hand, and in the sky, the originally bright moon was once again shrouded in dark clouds, and the earth fell into darkness.
In this darkness, there was a dragon's roar that resounded throughout the world.
"The red shadow evil dragon sleeping deep in the blood sea, wake up, the time of gluttony has arrived."
Qian Bao's solution to the problem.
(End of chapter)
