Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

Angelica suppressed her anger. She finally understood why the residents of Colditz had such bad words for Lord Honore's family. The witch's broom was not a tool for cleaning. With a kind smile on her face, she cast a spell on their family.

"Sloth, Sequence 7: Light Sleep of the Mind."

……

At night, close to midnight, the dimly lit oil lamps lit up the home of Lord Honoré.

"Damn, that cleaner walked away and didn't clean at all."

"I thought he was a lowly person who knew his own status, but he still didn't know how to appreciate it. Just being able to enter the noble's residence is already a supreme honor, not to mention the honor of serving the noble obediently. Many people want to be qualified but don't have the means."

"But the ritual has been well preserved, so the pariah still has some value."

The mother and her two sons were talking about what happened during the day. By the time they realized what was happening, it was already night. Although they could guess that the witch had cast a hypnotic spell on them, they did not suspect that the witch had any ill intentions.

Angelica's instructions were actually unnecessary. In their opinion, even drawing the magic circle was the servants' job, so they would not change the magic circle that had already been drawn.

"It's almost time? What does the book say is the next step?"

"Let me see... stand in three different positions and drop blood on it?"

"Ha? Are you kidding me? You want us to hurt the noble body?"

"Children, it's time to act. Let's first bring the lord back, and then teach those common people who don't know the difference between high and low what is their duty."

The woman interrupted the conversation between the two children who were about to quarrel. She could no longer tolerate the damage to her skin caused by inferior cosmetics. After Lord Honoré died, his wife did not save money on cosmetics at all. If she had not spent a lot of money to buy a magic book that recorded the resurrection of the dead, she would definitely have used the money to buy cosmetics.

The two spoiled young men reluctantly followed their mother's instructions. The three of them stood at three different angles of the magic circle, cut their fingers with blades, and spilled their blood on the patterns of the magic circle.

The final spell was written in the magic book, and the three of them chanted it in unison.

"Great! Great! The great god of the underworld, Chernobog!"

"We offer our bodies to the Supreme God! We offer our souls to the Supreme God!"

"Come back! Come back! Bring back those who left us!"

The moonlight shone through the window onto the wooden floor where the magic circle was drawn. The three of them stared at the magic circle but found no changes.

"Were we being deceived?"

"You ignorant lowly people! How dare you deceive the nobles!"

"Kids, check again, are there any steps missing?"

If Angelica herself was present, she would patiently explain that the earth-shaking noise caused by the activation of a magic circle was a common misconception of magic. However, considering what would happen next, there was no need for the witch to stay in the manor any longer.

thump.

The sound of knocking on the door was particularly loud in the quiet night.

Boom, boom, boom.

The woman could not hide the joy on her face.

"Success! The Lord is back!"

"Finally... we can live the life that nobles used to live!"

"Hurry, hurry, don't keep the Lord waiting too long."

The mother and her two children ran towards the entrance together to greet the resurrected dead person they had been waiting for.

The door opened.

【Witch TIPS】

Each Beyonder is represented by a color, but the original Witch does not.

25 The Dead Resurrected

The next day.

Abigail had a feeling: Sister Angelica was in a particularly good mood today. She kicked the stones as she walked on the road, humming a little tune all the way, like a child on a picnic.

Angelica checked out of the hotel in Colditz early this morning, saying that everything had been done. Before Abigail could understand what was going on, they had already arrived outside Lord Honore's manor.

There was a big difference between the manor and Abigail's memory. Last time it was simply unkempt, but this time the manor was in a complete mess, as if it had been robbed by bandits.

Angelica had a smooth journey, as the front doors of the manor and the mansion were not locked, and the witch lady seemed to have anticipated such an outcome.

"..."

Abigail suddenly found something strange about the grave in the corner of the manor where she had specially placed a bunch of flowers. The grave had been dug up by someone, and even the tombstone was crooked. Abigail felt sad from the bottom of her heart. She trotted to the grave and found that even the coffin in the grave had been dug up and was empty.

This is too much. There are even tomb robbers taking advantage of the situation to rob.

Abigail also has deceased relatives, and although it is impossible for her to return to Leo Village now, she certainly does not want anyone to disturb her brother's grave.

"I'm going in to look for the treasure, Abigail. You wait outside for me."

"Sister Angelica, where did the people who live here go?"

"do not know."

"I, I think... it's a bit rude to do this when no one is home..."

Abigail whispered, her intuition telling her that Angelica must have done something.

Angelica smiled.

"This manor is ownerless now, and they will never come back."

“Could it be that Sister Angelica…!”

"Stop. I'm not that cruel. I just helped them fulfill their wish. Lord Honoré's family wanted to be reunited with Lord Honoré, and I pushed them in the back for this, that's all."

"Sister Angelica can also use the Resurrection of the Dead? I heard from her that it is an inherent magic."

Intrinsic magic was not in the sequence, and Abigail was surprised at Angelica's rich knowledge of magic.

However, Angelica, who was standing outside the entrance, pushed her black hair behind her ears and smiled coolly.

"Of course I will use the resurrection of the dead - because the resurrection of the dead is the inherent magic I invented."

"Eh?"

"I'm a magic genius, so it's normal for me to invent a few unique magics, right? It's a pity that unique magic cannot be patented. To be honest, I would rather this magic disappear. Resurrection of the Dead is actually a failure. It was given this name that I originally hoped it would have the effect, but the final result was not worthy of the name. I destroyed the original manuscript a long time ago, and if it is passed on, it is most likely the masterpiece of "Bai"."

"It doesn't live up to its name? Can't you bring the dead back to life?"

"Yes. Abigail, this is what I want to tell you. Magic seems to be omnipotent, but it still has its limits. For example, resurrecting the dead is absolutely impossible. No one can do it, including me."

Angelica watched Samuel die, it was not her bad taste, in fact, she could not revive Samuel. Dr. Rothschild was prepared by Angelica in advance, if Flora really killed Dr. Rothschild, then even the witch would be helpless.

"But isn't that weird?"

"strangeness?"

"Sister Angelica knew that the dead could not be resurrected, but she still invented the resurrection of the dead who could not be resurrected?"

The two had not spent much time together, but Abigail was well aware that Angelica was not very modest. Whether it was her beauty or magical talent, Angelica would always choose to show off when it was time to do so, without any reservation at all.

Angelica herself said that her hope for the magic of resurrection of the dead was to truly revive the dead, rather than to deliberately invent a fraudulent magic.

"Well, the cause and effect are reversed. It's because I've studied resurrection of the dead that I know there are some things that witches can't do. But it wasn't my original intention that my failed work would be spread out."

After saying that, Angelica walked into the house to look for the entrance to the treasure house.

After studying the resurrection of the dead, it became clear that the dead cannot be resurrected.

Abigail could understand, but then she had new doubts.

Why does Sister Angelica want to study the resurrection of the dead?

She... wants to resurrect someone...?

Abigail had no answer, and she felt it would be too offensive to continue asking questions.

Perhaps in the long past, the seemingly omnipotent "black" witch had longed, like the Honoré family, for the dead to return to her side.

After all, once upon a time, the witch was still an immature girl, living under the same roof, climbing mountains together, going deep into dungeons together, fighting powerful monsters together, and laughing at countless banquets. As time passed, the girl who needed others to take care of her at that time grew up to be a great witch who could travel the entire continent alone. She no longer needed to rely on her partners to support her. She could handle any problems by herself.

"Hmm... that's not right..."

Resurrection of the dead is a failed magic ritual.

Cannot resurrect the dead.

Abigail didn't mean to question Miss Witch's conclusion, she suddenly discovered a strange contradiction.

"Didn't Sister Angelica come to help them revive the dead yesterday? Then what exactly was resurrected?"

Raise the Dead cannot revive the dead, so what is its real effect?

Abigail stared at the empty grave, the coffin inside had been destroyed in an extremely violent manner.

There is a view that the body's protective function will limit a person's performance, because the body has a limit to its carrying capacity. Once the limit is exceeded, it is the body itself that is damaged and injured. However, if the body is not affected, it will burst out with strength and speed that ordinary people cannot achieve.

The tomb and the coffin appear to have been destroyed from the outside... but is that really the case...?

Abigail took a few steps back. She suddenly felt that the empty tomb was a little scary.

After a while, Miss Witch came out of the mansion.

"Sister Angelica?"

"……Gone."

Angelica weakly raised her left hand, holding a shriveled little bag, which probably contained some treasures... just a little bit visible to the naked eye.

"That's all that's left."

Abigail held her head. She had a vague idea of ​​the outcome. After all, if she really made a fortune, Angelica's excited shouts would be heard all over Colditz. Angelica was unusually calm, which was definitely the silence before the storm.

A moment later, the witch lady's roar resounded through the sky.

"I really should summon a meteorite to hit this place—"

"Please, please, calm down! Sister Angelica!"

26 [Witch and Werewolf Village]

In the Middle Ages, there were only a few towns with city walls, and most of them were villages with no defenses and only patrolled by guards. Therefore, Angelica and Abigail mostly settled in villages.

In a tavern in a village.

"It worked! Sister Angelica!"

"Very good. Well done."

Angelica stroked the back of her white hand, which was as smooth as jade without a single scar.

"Ophiuchus Sequence Nine: Rapid Healing is magic that can quickly heal external injuries. Even for very serious wounds, it can stop bleeding and prevent wound infection. But remember, it has no effect on internal injuries and diseases, or in other words, magic that can heal diseases almost does not exist."

"Eh? There's no magic that can heal the disease?"

"If magic could cure diseases, doctors would be completely out of work, and there would be no terminal illnesses in the world. My situation is rather special. After becoming immortal, I am more immune to the most dangerous diseases. On the contrary, I am susceptible to minor colds that can be cured... That's why that time of month gives me a headache..."

Angelica complained, saying that she had often seen immortals in works before she traveled through time, but she had never cared whether those immortals were immune to terminal illnesses. If a person was immortal but had no immunity to disease, wouldn't it be endless torture if he got a terminal illness like cancer?

Angelica, who has become a Beyonder, can be completely immune to fatal diseases with sequelae, but she is not immune to the common cold, which is completely opposite to the resistance of ordinary people.

"That's all for today."

Angelica held out her hand to greet the barmaid.

"Two glasses of water."

After a lot of talking, Angelica felt a little dry in the mouth. Abigail was still young and couldn't drink, and Angelica didn't have a habit of drinking, so they stayed in many taverns along the way and always ordered water or drinks.

The barmaid unexpectedly looked very embarrassed.

"I'm very sorry, but we... don't have any water at the moment. The person who went to get water hasn't returned yet."

"Why is there no drinkable water in the tavern... If I remember correctly, there should be a stream outside."

A place without a water source is not suitable for building a village. In fact, there is a stream outside the village. Although Angelica has never drunk water from the abundant water source on the road, the stream should not be a problem.

"You came up from downstream?"