Witch, don't be so lazy

Hans appeared behind her in an instant, pressing his cold, sharp weapon against her scarf.

The evil old ghost Mammon finally reveals his true face and is ready to kill and rob?!

"you……"

Hans calmed down, a gleam in his eyes, "You are actually the real Anke, damn, I thought you were the devil taking the blame!"

"How did I become a demon?!"

Encore yelled.

Could it be that there are cute demons in another world that are played by Yilingi Si (^jiu) Sijue Si?

"What the hell! In less than two days, you're already covered in shadow spirits, and the quality is quite high. The change is so drastic that anyone would think you made a deal with the devil, or that you're just a transformed demon."

Hans walked around to Anke, and with a backhand move, the dark golden dagger disappeared.

"What on earth did you go do?"

Shadow Spirit? Not low quality?

An Ke was stunned for a moment, and instantly thought of her own protection. Could this be its function?

what?

She looked at Hans, who looked incredulous, and hesitated for a moment: "Go in and talk."

A warm stove.

I took a sip of black tea with a lot of honey added.

An Ke thought for a while, modified and deleted what was happening in the spiritual world, and then spoke slowly.

"You fell into a strange forest, encountered a dead house, and a strange black cat that could transform into a giant shadow monster. It played a trick on you, and then you left the spirit world in a daze?"

Hansling-Yume Hachibu Ryuu frowned and then said firmly,

"That must be Antica. You actually met Antica... It must be an incarnation. Given its unpredictable nature, it might just randomly bestow curses and blessings just for fun. You're lucky. Damn, this is pure utter shit luck. You actually got a blessing straight away!"

The old man glared at him fiercely.

"I've only seen such a fucked-up case in a fucking book!"

Perhaps because he was too excited, Hans cursed repeatedly, completely unlike his usual cocky self.

An Ke shrank her head and asked, "What exactly does this protection do?"

"What's the use? What else can it do? It just adds a ton of Shadow Affinity to you!"

"I'm truly impressed! You're almost a fourth-generation vampire, no, a third-generation one. It's almost like a vampire duke personally performing the Embrace ritual to transform you into his descendant! As long as you factor in the physical differences, you're on par with dark creatures of that level."

Hans slammed the table. "Forget about your crappy telekinesis magic. Just relearn two, no, three, Shadow School tricks and use them in the promotion ceremony!"

"Believe me, your future on the Shadow Path is boundless. As long as you follow the steps, your chances of reaching the third level are almost 100%. Your chances of reaching the fourth level are also very high. You even have a glimmer of hope of becoming a Legend!"

It turns out that what was added was shadow affinity.

The higher the affinity of the corresponding element, the smoother it will be to practice the spells of the corresponding school, and the more powerful the spell will be when cast.

The panel actually made this thing out of it.

Anke picked up the plate to prevent her tea from spilling due to the old man's violent hammering.

"Then...will there be any problems? Uh, what if this protection is taken back?"

"Then you will lose the corresponding shadow affinity, but your rank won't drop. It's just that your strength won't be as strong as before."

Hans glanced at Anko and calmed down again. "If it was Antica, that would have happened. She is notoriously moody and holds grudges."

"By the way, you must not use spiritual objects from the North in your future promotion ceremonies. Absolutely not!"

"Well, you should avoid it as much as possible. As your rank increases, as you trigger your protection more frequently, and as your shadow affinity grows, Antica's connection with you will become closer. Stay away, out of sight, and maybe it won't remember you anymore and won't bother you."

An Ke was stunned.

"Why does it sound dangerous?"

She had offended Antika, no, her protection was even connected to Baba Yaga!

"There are risks, but this is an opportunity that countless people would beg for, like pie in the sky."

Hans shrugged, then turned his face to the side. "Hurry up, kid. The Shadow School is coming to the Mammon Society. You are a born Mammon kid!"

"What's your discount?"

"Dream on! I won't give you a discount!"

Hans' eyes widened. "But I can keep this a secret for you, and I can teach you how to practice. Then you have to owe me a favor and do something for me in the future."

An Ke pursed her lips and said, "Wait, I need to go back and think about it before giving you an answer."

"Fuck! What are you even thinking about?!"

Hans slammed the table in anger and waved his hands, "Then get out of here! Go back and think about it!"

An Ke stuck out her tongue and blinked before leaving:

"Old man, have you ever heard of the name Malchana?"

Hans frowned. "Did you hear what Antica said?"

"Yeah." An Ke nodded, "It keeps muttering."

"I don't know, get out of here."

Hans stood there quietly for a long time, watching the girl disappear.

close the door.

He walked into the underground maze, and in the dim light, he could barely make out some complex expressions.

"I've waited so many years... Malchana... The Witch of Winter... So she's the witch in the prophecy... Resurrection is also a new life, right?"

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No! We must adjust our work and rest schedule!

Chapter 40: Arena

Adventurer's Guild.

After diligently completing an enchanting commission, Anke returned to the room.

Lying on the bed, tilting my head back, I looked at the panel in my field of vision.

[Baba Yaga/Malchana's Shadow Blessing]

According to Hans, she now has an affinity for shadows that is almost supernatural, so it would be best for her to switch to the School of Shadows immediately, learn three new tricks, and then advance based on them.

Why three doors?

Because you need to obtain a new soul imprint, completely change the position of the spiritual world, transforming from the Chaos Wasteland to the Abyss of Shadow, and then start the parade event. After successful completion, you can get the talent of the Shadow School - although what it is depends on God's will, but at least you can define a range and ensure that it is related to shadows and darkness.

Moreover, after being promoted to the corresponding spiritual place and undergoing status transformation, one can increase the affinity of the corresponding elements, except for the Chaos Wasteland, which does not increase elemental affinity, but the mental power boost will be higher.

So do I need to change schools?

An Ke thought about it carefully and felt that he still couldn't turn it over.

The reason is also very simple.

First of all, this protection was forcibly created. She didn't know if if the real owner noticed it one day, he would suddenly take the protection back, or even use it to do some special operations, such as sneak attacks, backlash, etc.

After all, the protection is a fusion of the "Witch Cloak" and the "Dark Seal". The former was stolen, and the latter was obtained by killing the Antica phantom.

No matter how you think about it, the real owner will never be nice to you.

Secondly, the old man said that as her rank increases and her affinity with shadows increases, her connection with the other party will become closer. That is Baba Yaga, the terrible witch who destroyed the North, and there is also Malchana of unknown origin. Oh, there should be Antica as well, because it responded.

If possible, Anke didn't really want to deal with these terrifying beings, at least not when he was weak.

The last and most important.

Anke actually looked down on Hans's empty promises, such as "almost 100% chance of reaching level 3, and hope for level 4". Well, it might sound a bit arrogant, but she always felt that she had a golden finger after all, and if she followed the rules step by step, it would not be difficult for her to reach level 4, no matter which school she belonged to.

Moreover, the other party can give shadow protection, which means that his power in the shadow field is very strong. Considering that he has already offended the other party, if he still follows the shadow school, he will be unsure if he encounters him one day.

"Ugh."

An Ke sighed. Although she thought so, she was reluctant to give up a protection in vain.

Is there any other way that can avoid the Shadow School and not waste this power?

After rolling around twice and feeling distressed for a while, Anke wrapped himself in the quilt like a caterpillar.

Now that things have come to this, let’s go to bed first and ask Lao Deng tomorrow.

……

early morning.

The weekend is over and it's time to go back to school.

When the bell stopped ringing and the music ended, the classroom was full of students, but Teacher Mott did not show up.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Mott hurried in, a happy face and a photo stone in his hand:

"Classmates, we won't have class today. Let's watch the competition in the capital and each write a 1,500-word reflection. This photo stone was delivered expedited, even faster than the newspaper office in town..."

Before he finished speaking, the cheers that rang out in the classroom almost blew the ceiling off. Some students even threw their books up. The level of excitement was comparable to a long vacation.

Although I scratched my head while writing my reflections, this little annoyance was nothing compared to the joy of not having to attend classes and being able to watch the competition.

A clear sky and a huge amphitheater.

The image quality was obviously much better than before, and one could even clearly see the long banners in the surrounding audience seats, most of which contained words of encouragement.

Both players are already ready.

On one side was the young priest, Dragonborn Bashik, who was resting with his eyes closed. He was also shirtless today, but the totems he painted on were different, becoming more complicated and strange, and he also wore a black necklace.

On the other side was Miss Lorena, wearing a blue-green tulle and a milky white silk dress dotted with lace and small ribbons. There was also an emerald green gem pinned on her collar, which sparkled and reflected on her light golden curls, creating a light green ripple.

As the referee shouted loudly.

Without any hesitation, the terrifying steel dragon appeared again with violent wind pressure and dragon roar.

The giant dragon raised its head and roared, metallic luster danced on its scales, the magic power around it surged violently, countless iron spikes spread from the ground, instantly forming a magnificent steel barrier.

This is an attack launched from the ground.

In the air, the black iron wings flapped, and iron needles shot out like a rainstorm. Before it even ended, the howling wind was like a hawk hunting a rabbit. The steel dragon followed the iron rain and rushed to the peak, its fangs and claws raising a sharp buzzing sound in the air.

This is an attack from the sky.

They opened fire at full force almost in the blink of an eye, which was indeed the style of the Tusk Empire.

This scene was far more grand, dangerous, and unexpected than the last fight with the little princess of the Fenghua royal family.

Not to mention that most of the audience hadn't reacted yet, if the commentator wasn't of a high enough rank, he probably wouldn't have had time to speak:

"Bashk is going all out at the start, what's Lorena going to do... Oh, she cast Gem Rain again. Will the magic that even breaks the Earth Armor be able to work smoothly... Oh my god, with this aura and magic power, Miss Lorena is actually already at the third level!"

A gorgeous rain of gemstones bloomed, and low-level magic from various schools was cast once again. Although the spells were mediocre in power, they still showed considerable might as the magic power was greatly increased.

It easily blocked the attacks of steel spikes and iron wings, and various missiles and spells bombarded the steel dragon, forcing it back while also leaving wounds of varying sizes.

The arena roared continuously, but the noise from the audience seats was even louder.

"Oh my god! Level three!"

"Ms. Adela, bless you! We in the North have broken the world record again!"

"Fourteen years old! The youngest Grand Mage in history!"

Deafening shouts rang out one after another, as if at this moment, the battle on the scene was no longer important.

This is true.

Whether it was the people in the capital, the people from all over the northern border, or even the countries in the southern continent, everyone who heard the news was shocked.

The school is naturally no exception.

It was like a pot of boiling water. The screams and cries could be heard from two blocks away. The loudest shout was from Hahn. He stood up instantly, his neck stiff, his face as red as fire.

"Ms. Lorena is indeed the most powerful and beautiful!"