Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

"I still think it's too outrageous. Put yourself in her shoes. Would the witch be happy if she was tortured by four women for several months without sleep?"

"Of course not. This is also a test for me..."

"…but your eyes are evasive."

"It's definitely Mr. Oswald's illusion. In fact, the trial of the witch's way is only effective for heterosexuals."

Angelica proved her innocence without blushing or beating her heart.

"I am a very normal straight woman and heterosexual. The Witch Path is of course a test for me."

Really?

Oswald cast a suspicious look. There were so many doubts that even Oswald himself couldn't tell what exactly he wanted to complain about.

But there was one thing that Angelica was not kidding about. The path of witch was indeed a test for Angelica. Women were much more cruel to other women than men, and Angelica didn't want to be manipulated.

"Since Mr. Oswald refuses to use the witch's training method to improve his combat power, we can only think of other ways."

"Do you really think this is a feasible solution..."

“Because it really works.”

Angelica insisted on emphasizing the feasibility of the Witch Way, and Oswald did not want to argue with her. He certainly would not try to practice the Witch Way himself.

It is better to say that the people who came up with this kind of practice to improve their mind are too liberal.

"I have another solution... Please don't look at me like that, Mr. Oswald. The most beautiful girl in the world will be sad and cry."

"I... Never mind. I hope it works."

Exhausted both physically and mentally, Oswald plunged once again into the forest of flesh to master the operation of the Broken Steel Sword. He swung the sword with all his might, trying to completely forget his experience in the afternoon.

Time passed quickly and it was night. Oswald's stomach protested again.

The armor made of magic crystal ore is not heavy. It itself is the product of magical chaos. It is said that the collision of multiple sequence magic of the two witches caused the ground veins to be permanently affected. The magic crystal ore is generated in this environment and cannot be measured according to common sense.

Oswald felt tired simply because he had consumed too much energy and failed to replenish enough energy at noon. He pinched his nose and ate a bowl of food, but it was really difficult to swallow.

Oswald has gradually become proficient in the use of the Broken Steel Sword, but how to replenish energy has become a new problem.

Back in the cabin at night, Oswald suddenly smelled an enticing aroma of food.

Ever since he felt the curse, the only thing that could bring him comfort was the scent of violets on Angelica's body when he was a little closer.

Oswald hurried back to the cabin, and found that the content in the pot was no longer disgusting rotten meat, but real cooked meat.

There is no blood inside...but broth...

Not knowing where the witch was, Oswald could hardly suppress his appetite and picked up the skull that was already familiar to him - he knew it was actually a bowl, and ate it in advance.

137 Miss Witch's Witch Joke

Oswald missed the deliciousness of the meat and broth so much, not only the sight and smell, but also the taste, which was consistent with the delicacies in the normal world.

He originally just wanted to fill his stomach, but he hadn't eaten normal food for a long time, and Oswald ate half of the pot without realizing it.

To be honest, Oswald could have continued to eat, and even finished another pot, but this was also witch food. Although Angelica's appetite didn't seem to be very large, Oswald couldn't leave any for Angelica.

"——Huh? Mr. Oswald has already started."

Angelica suddenly appeared, and Oswald felt a little guilty sincerely.

"Excuse me, the food in the pot looks delicious, so..."

"Hehe, I told you that being able to enjoy my cooking is a blessing for saving the world in your previous life."

Angelica was not angry, she was quite confident in her skills.

Strictly speaking, Angelica's cooking skills were not particularly outstanding, but as the saying goes, after a long drought, a blessing comes. Oswald had not eaten normal food for a while, and the broth made by Angelica was just ordinary, but in Oswald's opinion at this moment, it was better than any delicious dish.

"Don't you find it strange, Mr. Oswald?"

"What do you mean, weird?"

"Mr. Oswald said the food in the pot looked delicious, so it should be ordinary food, right? But isn't that weird? All Mr. Oswald can see is an ugly and distorted world."

"This……"

It is indeed extremely abnormal.

Of course Oswald didn't hate meat and broth, as these were what the normal world should have. However, Oswald also understood that the curse had not yet been lifted, so there was no reason for him to see the broth in the normal world.

However, it tastes exactly like meat... No, the curse confuses the sense of smell and taste.

The originally delicious food would not only change its appearance, but also become tasteless. In this case, how could Oswald guarantee that the meat and broth he ate were not the product of the curse?

"Mr. Oswald."

"..."

The flickering campfire made crackling sounds of burning firewood, illuminating the witch's face in the dark night.

"You once told me what my cooking looks like to you."

"........."

Angelica's original cooking...

Ah... yes... Angelica said they were normal things, but they looked like the severed arms and fingers of a baby...

"So, according to the reversal principle of cognitive impairment, I tried a little harder, and Mr. Oswald can praise me."

Didn't I just drink the broth? Why do I feel dry mouth now?

The witch smiled.

"Mr. Oswald is enjoying his meal."

Oswald's pupils contracted violently and he took several steps back.

So, what I just ate was indeed...

"Pfft...hahahahahahaha..."

Angelica suddenly held her belly and laughed out loud, making Oswald break out in a cold sweat.

For a moment he was confused about what was going on, until Angelica stopped being immersed in joy.

"What's the matter, Mr. Oswald? You don't take what I say seriously, do you?"

“It turns out…it’s fake…?”

"Just a joke."

Despite what Angelica said, Oswald was still skeptical. The half pot of broth no longer aroused his appetite.

Angelica knew that once the seeds of doubt were planted, they would easily take root and sprout, so she simply made it clear to Oswald.

"Mr. Oswald eats venison, which I caught in the forest. That which is in the pot is also my dinner, and I will not eat anything so exotic."

"Well……"

This was very convincing. Although they had not been together for a long time, Oswald had a deep understanding of Angelica's characteristics as a very troublesome woman. Angelica would not treat herself badly, so it was impossible for her to eat weird food.

"what happened?"

"It's obvious that Mr. Oswald himself proposed the curse. Could it be that the effect is reversed? Now he is frightened instead. But I also had doubts at the beginning."

Angelica thought that Oswald's curse was indeed like Saya's Song, but after extracting Oswald's blood for research, Angelica discovered that this was not the case.

According to the rules of Saya no Uta, reality turns into unspeakable filth, and unspeakable filth is distorted into beauty, but Oswald's curse is pure cognitive impairment.

"Mr. Oswald said that my food looked like a baby's severed arms and fingers. What if I really served what Mr. Oswald knew as food? Would Mr. Oswald really think it was an ordinary dish? The answer is no. The curse on the Broken Steel Sword does not have a reversal effect."

Even if what was presented to Oswald was really an indescribable thing in reality, it would be distorted by the curse into a more chaotic alien and would never be seen as a normal thing.

After hearing Angelica's explanation, Oswald finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh... To be honest, I'm thinking about a question."

"what?"

"Is there a possibility that you are more terrifying than the dragon?"

"I'm a delicate and beautiful girl that everyone loves. How can I be scary?"

Oswald felt that if he continued like this, sooner or later he would be teased by Angelica until he went crazy. He would rather face four gays now.

People are always willing to compromise. If Oswald were given four gays directly, he would definitely not agree. But if Oswald were allowed to spend more time with the witches, he would feel that four gays did not seem so scary.

However, Angelica felt a little disappointed that Oswald's curse was different from Saya's song. She remembered that Saya's solution was to change the structure of the brain and adjust the cognition back. Angelica was confident that she could do it. Since it was different, there was nothing she could do. Besides, if she thought about it carefully, it was actually the Broken Steel Sword that was cursed. Oswald was only suffering because he was currently connected to the Broken Steel Sword. It would be too troublesome to adjust it back later.

"By the way, why is broth normal?"

Oswald realized that his curse had no reversal effect, but why the broth was not affected by the curse was something Oswald still couldn't understand.

"That one, my flesh and blood is mixed in it."

"………………ha?"

"It means I cut off a part of my body and put it in there."

"This is also a joke, right?"

"Mr. Oswald is making rapid progress."

Angelica gave a thumbs-up.

"It's a witch joke."

"It's not funny at all, okay—"

"Hey~"

138 Miss Witch is a Great Inventor

"Tell Mr. Oswald honestly that I will not be affected by the curse, so I tried to inject my magic power into the food. My blood was indeed mixed into the pot. The effect seems good. From Mr. Oswald's perspective, the food is normal."

"Does this mean that we can spray the witch's blood onto the dragon, and then..."

Oswald immediately thought of a possibility, which was also Angelica's original idea.

"No."

Angelica vetoed again.

"Do you remember the volunteers from the Witch Path who assisted Mr. Oswald in his training?"

"How can they be..."

Oswald was about to complain about those gay guys being volunteers, but he suddenly realized that they were not distorted into indescribable monsters. The shock to Oswald was so shocking that he didn't realize it at first. It is also possible that in Oswald's eyes, these big guys are more terrifying than wriggling pieces of meat, so Oswald subconsciously classified them as people who belonged to the world of distorted cognition.

"They are familiars I created, and they are also infused with my blood."

"Familiar... your interest is really..."

"Many years ago, I promoted a special kind of familiar whose appearance could be customized. As long as magic power was injected into it, it would have the same abilities as human males. It was sufficient in quantity and had a sticky texture. And because it was a replica generated by magic power, there was no side effect of accidentally causing unexpected surprises."

"Your invention is weird!"

Oswald knew that the "Black" witch had brought many inventions to the world, such as toothbrushes and toilet paper, but he didn't expect that Angelica had also studied this.

Angelica was very unhappy about this.

"I invented it for my succubus friend, but somehow it spread to the human world and became quite popular among princesses, female nobles, and nuns. When I was about to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, the church announced that my invention had caused immeasurable bad influence on young girls, and listed them as contraband, confiscated them all and destroyed them. Damn the church, cry."

Angelica thought this was a good opportunity to make beautiful girls all over the world depend on her, but ultimately due to the obstruction of the church, the witch's plan to build a harem of beautiful girls failed.

"The logic of a familiar is to maintain the bond with the servant through invisible lines of magic. Familiars usually do not have the ability to generate magic by themselves. Their magic is provided by the servant. So the normal things Mr. Oswald saw were not affected because I was providing magic."

"Is it ineffective to sprinkle blood on the dragon?"

Angelica cannot establish a magical power transmission link with Fafnir, so it is not feasible to correct Fafnir's distortion in this way.

"Don't worry, I have an idea. There will be no problem this time."

The witch said with a smile. Looking at Angelica's sincere smile, Oswald could only pray in his heart, hoping that Angelica was not playing tricks this time.

……