Witch, don't be so lazy

The silver-haired girl looked bewildered.

"never mind."

An Ke frowned, but then changed the subject, "Where did you hear the witch story?"

"It was in the Fairy Tale Kingdom. Hmm, it seems I heard it at a bonfire party, but there are some differences... I've heard and remember many, many stories. That's why the witch hasn't killed me. Since Mr. Flying Tiger died, he can't tell stories anymore. She's looking for the maids to take over. If they run out of stories or if the stories they tell don't suit her taste, she'll kill them..."

The silver-haired girl replied weakly, "I can't make up stories, but I remember a lot, so I've lived until now. She also condoned some of my less extreme behaviors. But, but she is a very bad person. I took a big risk by applying more medicine to you, Demon... Um, Miss White Snake."

She seemed to realize that An Ke had no intention of hurting herself any further, and slowly relaxed.

"...Your name isn't Scheherazade, is it?"

An Ke twitched the corners of his mouth.

This sense of déjà vu inexplicably reminded her of the heroine of "One Thousand and One Nights". Scheherazade also survived by telling stories to the king.

"Well, my name is Feiman, Miss White Snake."

The silver-haired girl answered cautiously, "...Is the name you chose related to the three snake leaves?"

An Ke raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.

"You know this too?"

"Yeah! This is the only thing I can do. I can't do anything else... No, I can clean, cook, wash dishes, run errands, I can, I can..."

Feiman nodded vigorously, trying to prove that she was useful, but was unfortunately interrupted by Anke.

"That doesn't matter. I just want to ask you, are you a resident of the Fairy Tale Kingdom? The Kingdom of Light? Do you know how to get around, the local customs and rules? Do you know the origins of those people who got the admission tickets?"

Anko raised an eyebrow.

"Know!"

Fei Man nodded vigorously, then lowered her voice, "Well, I'm not sure who the person who got the ticket is, but as long as you can give me some characteristics, I should be able to match him up..."

Okay, it can increase the probability of completing exclusive tasks, and can also be used to infer what treasures and skills those people may possess. I declare that you are Wang Yuyan from the fairy tale kingdom.

I was originally thinking of letting you go, but now I think you should stay.

An Ke smiled sweetly and praised: "Not bad, very impressive."

"Thank you, Miss White Snake."

Fei Man also breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled, then hesitated for a long time, and whispered in a somewhat embarrassed voice,

"Can you please let go? Your invisible tentacles... well, they're a little uncomfortable and itchy."

An Ke's face darkened.

What are tentacles? What a terrible statement! This is too much!

Is this questioning our bundling technology?

If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll start training you!

Chapter 163: Eighty-seven Exchange (Four Thousand Four)

(Please refresh the page if Feiman's name did not appear in the previous chapter, because there are 600 words added later)

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The witch's house is not big.

Leaving the confinement room, he walked straight along the messy corridor, passing several dirty rooms, walked around the yard, and then arrived at the main hall.

The main hall was spotlessly clean, with Byzantine-style colorful carpets and luxurious and beautiful furniture, but everything looked very old and damaged.

Of course, no matter how damaged it was, it was nothing compared to the disgusting female corpse lying on the ground. Even if her face was covered with more lead powder and her body was soaked in more potions, it still couldn't cover up the faint stench.

According to Feiman, these were the former maids, but they had long been turned into monsters by witches using black magic. They could not speak and their movements had become clumsy.

Every once in a while, the witch would try to capture some people active in the wilderness, or plunder the small villages on the border of the Kingdom of Light. On the one hand, it was to find experimental subjects for her to practice black magic and try to fulfill her dreams. On the other hand, it was also to capture some new maids and slaves to take care of the fields for her. After all, those monsters could not do too delicate work.

Speaking of the fields, An Ke took a look when she passed by and saw that there were a lot of medicinal herbs planted there that she only had a vague idea about.

Although she has acquired a "Strange Potions" skill, the name and origin indicate that it is very unreliable. The original owner learned it from some small animals. It is disorganized and only knows some strange formulas, such as "treating trauma", "hiding smell", "drowsiness", "full of energy", and "strong diarrhea".

If it were given to other mages, this skill would not be completely useless. After all, as long as they collected some herbs and tried more, they could make up for their disadvantages in some aspects. For example, for a mage of the School of the Sun, concealing smell and healing injuries would be very useful.

But for Miss Anke, who loves all-round development, these things are a bit useless.

The potions that were once used to heal and increase physical strength had become unbearable because of the "White Snake Scarlet Jade". The original owner's physique was already strong enough, far beyond the limits of what the potion could strengthen - An Ke had just drunk it, and it was useless except for making herself bitter.

What made Anke even more depressed was that the skills bestowed by Fairy Tale Island were really just bestowed, and the process was a complete black box. As long as he followed the steps and performed some actions, he could cast spells, just like using the keyboard and mouse to cast skills through the display screen, which was similar to when Sutur fought with his own hands.

The advantage of this is that mages can use their own skills freely after obtaining them, but the downside is that Anke had previously considered whether the skills would appear on the panel, so that he could get them for free without completing the exclusive quest, or increase the power of the skills through temporary hard work...

However, seeing Miss Anke doing her tasks honestly, it became clear that her fantasy was shattered.

But it’s not entirely without gain.

[Basic Potions: 131/500/Beginner]

As she successfully prepared some "healing" potions in the confinement room, the system popped up this prompt.

It seemed that she knew some techniques for preparing medicines, mainly about the strength of grinding and shaking, as well as some grasp of timing. Due to her strong physical and mental strength, she mastered these things quite quickly.

It was much faster than when she first started working on [Magic Scroll Making].

And there was a surprise.

"The witch's secret room is inside. She studies black magic here and never lets anyone in. Otherwise, she will brutally kill them."

Feiman stopped in front of a dirty wooden door, carefully covering the torn part of her skirt with her hands, and looking at Anke timidly.

As the wooden door collapsed, she shrank back.

Besides being afraid of being hit by the debris, she was even more afraid that Anke would let her go in to explore the way, so she kept moving her feet back quietly, but she only dared to move a little bit, for fear of being discovered if she moved more than that.

An Ke also pretended not to notice the girl's little movements.

Although she did have a bad taste in deliberately playing tricks on people, she discovered through telekinesis that the innermost compartment was truly disgusting. Cages, rotting corpses, severed limbs, and clumps of flesh and blood made it almost no different from a slaughterhouse, and an extremely dirty and moldy one at that.

Not to mention walking in, I feel like my mental power is dirty.

As the telekinesis returned with a lot of animal skins and a stack of papyrus, such a thing flashed through Anke's mind.

The papyrus is useless. It records some black magic. Well, it seems that there are no schools of thought in the fairy tale kingdom, but in Anchor's cognition, the paper records some spells of the necromancy school, which should be left by Flying Tiger's ancestors in the story.

Very simple, and some are incomplete.

Because he had raided a base of the Well of Silence, he had stolen a lot of their books. Although he had never had the time to practice necromancy, An Ke had also roughly flipped through them, which increased his knowledge and broadened his horizons.

The spell on the paper made her marvel at how the witch could actually use these things to create several powerful undead, which was indeed a sign of extraordinary talent. Its only use was probably to be used for exchange. Well, if she sold it to other dark creatures, they would probably accept it.

But what was on the animal skin paper was very surprising.

Three extremely precious potion recipes.

Love potion, mandala kiss and red coral wish.

Needless to say, the former is equivalent to the high-level spell Love Poison, a third-level potion formula, no worse than the truth serum potion. If you want to buy this thing in the North, it will cost at least 70,000 to 80,000 gold coins. This is still based on the relationship within the Winter Chamber of Commerce or the Abbas Assembly. If it is the Mammon Society, I don't know how much it will cost.

In the middle is the deadly poison in the story. An Ke cannot judge how powerful it is, but the process and amount of medicine are on the same level as the love potion, so it should also be a third-level formula.

The last one is the most commonly used medicine by witches, which can slow down lifespan and enhance energy. Judging from the quantity, this one is a bit lacking, it is only a second-level formula.

But no matter what, Anke said he was super satisfied.

She had to admit that she had been too hasty and impulsive before. How could she say that this was a dark fairy tale that was specifically targeting her?

Just memorizing these formulas and processes is equivalent to earning hundreds of thousands of gold coins!

Miss Anke worked hard to clear both the Order of Disaster and the Well of Silence in Asda City, but the gold coins she got were barely over ten thousand. Well, of course, things like the inheritance of the Flame Demon Sword and the collection of books in the Well of Silence were not easy to exchange for gold coins.

But no matter what, a mere witch can drop so many things. Even if the beginning is a bit difficult, Encore is willing to praise it. Fairy Tale Island is indeed a fairy tale and invincible.

of course.

An Ke was so happy that she smiled brightly.

Feiman felt extremely scared, not only because of the bloody scene in the secret room that she peeked at, but also because of the girl's reaction - she could actually smile sweetly, and it was unclear whether she was happy because of such a tragic scene, or because she had obtained the witch's black magic.

Although she looks as cute as an angel, she definitely acts like a devil.

Feiman felt that she had forced herself to calm down with great difficulty, but now she couldn't help but start shaking again.

It's over, Aunt Suda, Uncle Toao, I shouldn't have disobeyed you and left town in anger... My adventurous life didn't last long before I was captured by the witch. I finally waited for the witch to die, but ended up falling into the hands of the devil again... Noble God, great fairies, handsome princes, beautiful princesses, brave knights, anyone, please come and save me, please, please...

Unfortunately, Feiman only waited for Miss Devil's cute tilt of her head:

"You're trembling secretly again, and what are you mumbling about? Are you planning to cast a spell on me?"

"I-I didn't!"

Feiman was almost scared to tears. No, she had actually already cried, but she recalled a story that said the devil would go on a killing spree because he felt irritated, so she could only let her tears roll in her eyes, her voice very low.

"...You better be."

Miss Devil glanced at her and gave another order, "Follow me."

Super Wudi was reluctant, but there was nothing she could do. She could only follow closely behind and return to the main hall. The girl with blonde hair and red eyes was sitting on the sofa. She pointed to the seat next to her, and Feiman sat down tremblingly.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at the other person, and stared desperately at her own whitish socks and small cloth shoes, as if those things had some magical power that made it impossible to look away.

The sound of pouring water.

The blonde girl used her evil black magic to manipulate the objects again and then pushed the cup in front of her.

Feiman didn't dare to drink.

Fortunately, the other party did not threaten me. He just held his chin with his hand and asked lazily:

"Tell me about your origins?"

What's there to ask?

Feiman didn't understand why outsiders like witches had stories worth pursuing, and if those noble figures with magical powers had adventures worth exploring, but she was just an ordinary resident of the fairy tale kingdom.

Like most people in the kingdom, he was born and raised in the kingdom, wary of the bad guys in the wilderness and afraid of the terrible monsters in the dark forest.

But if the other party asks, just answer honestly.

From the moment she could remember, she'd heard about her parents' unexpected death, how she'd been adopted by the kindhearted Aunt Suda and Uncle Toao, how she'd loved listening to stories since she was little, and how, unwilling to marry or do farm work, she'd wandered the country with her bard sister, collecting and spreading stories...

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted several times.

"You said you were a commoner, no, from a peasant family. Then why are you so good-looking, with fair skin and soft hands? Why didn't you find a better excuse to lie than to say your neighbor's dad was playing chess and had his fins kicked?"

“…But, but everyone is like this.”

Fei Man's voice was weak, not quite understanding why the other party would ask such a question. "Well, maybe fate has a mercy on me and I am more beautiful, but I have also seen many other common girls like this, such as Lai Lai from Windmill Town and Duo Duo from Wheat Fragrance Town. Oh, of course, I have seen the daughter of the Duke's family from afar. She is indeed very beautiful."

Miss Devil was silent for a while and then asked again.

"No, since you're a commoner, why do you have the right to just walk around the Kingdom of Light and not marry or do farm work? How do you make money? How do you defend yourself? Anyone can capture you, kidnap you, and bully you. Otherwise, explain what special abilities you have?"

"...But everyone in the fairy tale kingdom is like this. My uncle and aunt won't force me, they just nag me. There are no bad people in the country. Sister Lily and I can tell stories to make some money. If we really have no money for food, as long as we are sincere, we can go to church or find a random family and get a full meal."

Feiman said cautiously that she noticed the other party mentioned the "Kingdom of Light". Only evil creatures and outsiders would call it that. It was indeed the devil.

Although she had verified once again that the other party was not the innocent and kind-hearted white snake girl, Fei Man did not feel too desperate, because the other party did not seem to have any intention of eating her. Perhaps she could delay time like she did with the witch.

"Well, the nobles are a bit arrogant and domineering. They're only willing to let us eat on holidays. Well, if they're in a good mood, they'll give everyone some money... Oh, people near the borders are relatively poor, so they might not have extra food. But in that case, we won't bother them."

Feiman answered patiently.

There was another moment of silence.

The blonde girl was lost in thought, staring at her repeatedly as if she was debating whether or not she was lying.

Feiman was not surprised, because outsiders, dark creatures and evil people roaming in the wilderness are always like this. They always think that the fairy tale kingdom cannot be so beautiful, but in fact it is a very good place.

This is the beautiful place imagined in stories from the outside world. It would be even better if there were no bad things like these.

"No, if the fairy tale kingdom you mentioned is so good, then why did you leave? If you don't go to the wilderness, how could you be caught?"

The blonde girl asked a lot of questions in one breath. "And you know so many stories, you must be something unusual?"

"...Don't laugh at me. I want to collect stories to become the fourth Messenger of Destiny. I've finished collecting the stories of the Fairy Tale Kingdom, and the only ones left are those of the Wilderness and the Dark Forest... Oh, the Messenger of Destiny is what you call the Judge."

Feiman said this with some embarrassment, "According to the legends handed down from ancient times in the kingdom, if you can collect all the stories, you will automatically become the new messenger of destiny. Well, the stories here refer to the stories of outsiders, like the origins of witches."

"Hmm? Collecting? No, that's not right. You clearly said before that you learned the story of the witch at a bonfire party? Is there anyone else who knows the story of the witch? If that person knows it, and you know it too, why did you come here?"

"Yes, because we bards like to communicate with each other, and festive occasions like bonfire nights are the best time to communicate."