My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 3 No Choice Now
Kalia looked at Roland's still calm eyes with apology and guilt.

"I'm sorry to have dragged you into this. But they probably didn't see your face. I can use a shadow spell to send you to the station. Take the nearest bus."

"As long as you restrain your magical reactions, they won't notice. I'll attract their attention before you leave."

"Their target is only me, they won't care too much about your existence."

Roland did not rush to answer, but began to distinguish the sounds coming from the outside world.

The two people in the shadow cannot see the real world. This shadow is like another dimension.

Roland could only guess whether the outside world was safe based on the sounds.

This is an unreliable method.

After all, there are so many spells and methods to cover up sounds.

But there was indeed no movement outside, even the magical fluctuations had disappeared. It seemed that the attacker had already left.

Only then did Roland turn around and look at Kalia: "Haven't you noticed yet? Although when a witch awakens, she will be given innate spells that others cannot learn, they are unique to her."

"But they've apparently figured out how to track you."

"Just now, you took me and hid in the shadows, so they couldn't find me. They couldn't find you in the shadows."

"You also said that you could take me to the station through your innate magic, which means you can move through shadows."

"It seems you've escaped from pursuit using this method more than once before."

"That's why they gave up waiting and just left."

"But once you leave the shadows, they will come looking for you immediately."

"Otherwise, with your amazing running skills, you should have escaped from their pursuit long ago."

"If you take me to the station, you will definitely expose my location. As long as those two people are not stupid, they should know that you and I have hidden in the shadows together."

Roland gave Kalia a brief analysis of the current situation based on the little information he had just obtained.

That is, when Roland decided to give something to eat to this pretty girl who looked like she was starving to death, he inevitably got involved in her trouble.

Indeed, what Kalia said made sense. The other party's vision was blocked by the wooden house, and he could only confirm the presence of two people in the house through magic reaction.

All he had to do was control his magical reactions, rush to the station as quickly as possible, take the magic train to the royal capital, and complete the enrollment procedures to get out of trouble.

But the plan she just mentioned was not very feasible.

Roland didn't know whether those two people were saying these words intentionally for him and Kalia to hear, nor did he know how much truth there was in their words.

But he thought that the forces behind the other party must have already taken considerable control of the situation in and around the city of Reskan.

Just because the people in charge of the hunt have left doesn't mean that no one will keep an eye on this area.

To think of the worst, this cabin is not a secret base.

Many of the elders in the Adventurer's Guild whom he met through his father's connections knew that Roland had built a wooden house by the lake in the small forest outside the city.

He had never thought of hiding this matter before. As long as he wanted to find out... no, he could just go to the pub and ask around and he would know. He didn't even have to look for it specifically.

Roland was a minor celebrity in Riskan. After all, not everyone could pass the rigorous entrance exam to the Royal Capital Magic Academy at the age of sixteen.

Even though the trade in Reskan is prosperous and it is well-known throughout the empire and even the entire southern continent, it has hardly produced any decent strong people.

A city for merchants, a paradise for the greedy, a hell for the poor...

Greed and profit-seeking are the underlying colors of this city. People here prefer wealth to magic.

Magical prodigies like Roland, especially those who decided to enter the Royal Capital Magic Academy for further studies, were few and far between. Only those who possessed practical ability, academics, creativity, and, most importantly, talent, could pass the assessment.

This also makes it even more incredible that Roland passed the assessment with the strength of the second ring.

Generally speaking, to pass the most difficult practical test, one needs at least the strength of the fourth ring.

But Roland passed the test with the strength of the second ring.

This also increased his fame in the city of Riskan.

Although most people may not know what Roland looks like, Roland Lancelot's name has recently become a hot topic of conversation among the residents of the city.

Obviously, even if the other party did not have much power, with only those two killers, they could easily obtain information about Roland.

For the first time, Roland experienced what it meant to be burdened by fame.

"Okay, Miss Kalia, now we are in the same boat."

"At least let me know who is targeting you and wants to kill you. It will also be good for me."

Kalia sighed deeply and explained with a guilty look on her face, "I'm sorry for dragging you into this. I shouldn't have asked you for food. Bugs and grass should be enough to last me for two more days."

"Here's what happened. My teacher asked me to deliver a pendant to the royal capital."

"That's too much, isn't it? I'm only sixteen! Even if I'm a witch, it's still too much, isn't it?"

"For the past sixteen years, I've been following her instructions and cultivating in the forests of Blackthorn Territory. I don't have any experience of going out!"

"You made me travel such a long distance in a short time, and you didn't even give me much money for the trip. I spent it all in just two days!"

Kalia's originally guilty tone became more and more agitated as she began to complain about her mentor's unreliability.

There was a somewhat complaining tone in his voice.

"Forget about the travel expenses. At worst, I can go to the Adventurer's Guild and take on some potion-making commissions to supplement the expenses."

"As soon as I left Blackthorn Territory, a group of men in black chased me and asked me to hand over the pendant."

"Actually, I wanted to turn it in, but these guys looked like they wanted to kill me to silence me! That's why I ran all the way here!"

"Wait, Blackthorn Territory?!" Roland, who was listening to the explanation, realized something belatedly: "You ran from the central empire to Riskan!?"

"You're even going in the wrong direction!"

"The king's capital is in the north, why are you here in the south?"

Kalia stiffened her neck in disbelief and retorted, "Those guys were the ones who chased me all the way here. I had no choice but to be driven here!"

"Besides, this is my first time traveling far away! Before, I just went to the villages and towns near the forest to buy some things!"

"Besides, this pendant is so important, why didn't that damn old woman come and get it herself, but asked me to deliver it to her instead?"

After saying that, Kalia pouted angrily and folded her arms in anger.

"So, what are the origins of those people who are chasing you?"

Ignoring Miss Witch's complaints, Roland asked calmly.

"I'm not sure, but I vaguely heard them mention a word..."

"Our Lady of Ulcers."

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