Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

After that, Angelica mixed blood into the food and injected magic into it, so that Oswald could eat smoothly. However, not everything can be solved smoothly by the witch, for example...

“…There’s nothing we can do about it.”

Oswald stared at the sticky mixture of blood and sewage flowing by and silently walked down what should have been a river.

The biggest challenge is how to complete the washing. The toothbrush is like a wriggling worm, and the towel feels no different from an iron brush. Oswald must adapt to this daily routine.

Angelica was unable to help with these things, and besides, she still had research to do, so Oswald didn't want to trouble the witch too much.

Oswald didn't have the habit of cleaning his body excessively, but when he was with Angelica, he would feel very guilty if he didn't wash his body thoroughly.

Witches are flowers that bloom in a chaotic world and never wither. Every day when adapting to the Broken Steel Sword, Oswald will inevitably sweat and smell of sweat. Oswald's guilt even overwhelms his fatigue. His right hand is connected to the Broken Steel Sword, and only his left hand can move freely. Although he feels strong inconvenience when eating and changing clothes, taking a bath exacerbates this feeling. He has to use his left hand to clean up slowly, and it is still...

"Want me to help you?"

"?!"

Oswald almost fell into the sewage. In a world where bird calls were all noise and weird cries, only one person could make such a beautiful sound.

Angelica came to the stream with her hands behind her back.

"Is Mr. Oswald shy?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

"I'm not shy at all. I thought Mr. Oswald had gotten used to having his body seen by Maria."

"…Maria and I are not in that kind of relationship yet."

Oswald said this in a muffled voice, but in his spare time, he had seriously considered his childhood sweetheart Maria.

To Oswald, Angelica was a stranger whom he had just met, but he agreed to help Angelica sneak into the palace. Was it simply because of a sense of responsibility that he had no other options? Oswald felt that this was the reason, but Maria's summons to the palace by Ganglong was also an important catalyst.

Oswald doesn't want Gunron to do anything to Maria.

The two of them grew up together. Because of his outstanding talent, Oswald got the opportunity to serve the kingdom. The king appointed people based on their merits, regardless of their background, and even granted Oswald the status of a noble. The gap between their status suddenly widened. It was not until Maria threw herself into his arms that Oswald realized that the feelings between Maria and him had never faded.

It was just because Oswald became a nobleman that Maria was afraid that this was marrying above her station, so she didn't dare to take the initiative to speak up.

"Not yet. Does that mean you might end up seeing Oswald's body every day?"

"If I can successfully defeat the dragon and lift the curse, I think I will propose to Maria."

"This is advice from a witch. People who say things like this before a battle usually end up in a bad way. You should keep it in mind."

"You were the one who asked... What are you doing here?"

Oswald was always defeated whenever he argued with Angelica, so now he had learned to admit defeat.

Oswald could always see Angelica. When he was training, Angelica would appear nearby from time to time, keeping a delicate distance so that Oswald would not be affected by her. After a while, she would disappear again, mysteriously and unpredictably. Now she would even break in when Oswald was taking a shower.

139 You are my eyes

Facing Oswald's question, Angelica blinked seriously.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Scared?

Oswald was stunned. He finally understood why Angelica was always hanging around him. It turned out that she was worried that he would be scared by the distorted world.

"I've basically adapted, but I still want to recover as soon as possible."

Angelica still showed no intention of leaving, so Oswald continued speaking.

"It would be a little awkward if you were here. So..."

"You'll be seen naked by girls sooner or later anyway, so why should you be shy?"

"I'm the one being looked at!"

After Oswald's repeated insistence, Angelica finally snorted and left without looking back.

……

At night, after a day of exercise, Oswald returned to the cabin.

The tired witch had gone to bed. Since the wooden house was a temporary residence, there were no separate rooms. The kitchen was a fire in the wild, and the stream was used for washing and bathing.

In the dim light, Oswald looked at Angelica's peaceful face.

He didn't have the habit of staring at girls' faces, but in a world where everything was distorted, it was difficult for Oswald to look at the bed covered with pustules for even a second.

Without speaking, Angelica's impeccable and delicate features can indeed make Oswald forget everything else. It's not that Angelica looks bad when she speaks, but Angelica's bad personality can easily shatter beautiful aspirations and fantasies.

The two beds were set up in opposite corners of the room. Of course, Angelica and Oswald did not take off their clothes when they went to bed, they just lay on the bed to rest. During the day, Oswald would run to the forest to change clothes. At that time, the cabin belonged to Angelica's private space. She would do experiments here to study how to alleviate Oswald's curse.

Oswald wanted to ask Angelica why they didn't divide the house into two rooms? Just add a wall in the middle. The wooden house was made by Angelica through alchemy, and Oswald had no ability to change the structure of the house. Since Angelica didn't make any suggestions, Oswald felt that he shouldn't say anything.

Maybe she should be thanked.

Oswald stared at Angelica's sleeping face, which was enough for him to ignore the burst abscesses on the bed and the intestines wriggling on the wall, and fell asleep quickly due to his tiredness.

...Did she do this so that I could rest better?

Oswald came to a conclusion that even he found funny. The witch was not the kind of person who would deliberately sell her looks. She had exaggerated confidence and pride in her beauty, even though she had the capital to match.

Whenever he gazed at the sleeping Angelica, Oswald couldn't help but feel that the world had not completely given up on him. At least he still had the witch to keep him company.

Time passed quickly, and Angelica finally announced the good news to Oswald in a relaxed tone.

"I have researched the magic formula for the best countermeasure."

"Can we proceed now?"

Oswald had already mastered the use of the Broken Steel Sword, and Fafnir's rampage would intensify with each passing day. Oswald wanted to duel with Fafnir immediately, but the curse had to be resolved, otherwise his judgment would be greatly affected.

Angelica nodded, then gave a wicked smile.

"We need to anesthetize Mr. Oswald for the operation."

"... Let me check first. Are there any strange side effects? I won't turn into a woman after the magic ritual is activated, right?"

"No. By the way, Mr. Oswald, do you want to become a beautiful girl?"

"no!"

Oswald would never have such an idea. It would be more ridiculous to say that it was impossible for a man to have the idea of ​​turning into a beautiful girl... Then again, if it was confirmed that she was a beautiful girl, it seemed...

What am I thinking!

Oswald threw away the absurd thought as if he was infected with the Angelica virus. He had no desire to become a beautiful girl. He said this simply because he thought Angelica was capable of doing such a thing.

If this kind of magic could really be researched, Angelica would have created her own paradise long ago, and it would be called Angelica Paradise. But unfortunately, it is impossible to achieve. Instead of relying on magic to become a beautiful girl, it is better to hope to restart the life simulator.

There is no time to lose, the sooner the dragon is defeated the better. Fortunately, the king has absolute trust in Oswald and blocks his whereabouts. Otherwise, Oswald's behavior of not slaying the dragon but living in the forest and hanging out with witches is bound to cause dissatisfaction.

If there is any problem with the magic formula, there is still time to adjust it.

Under the combined effects of magic and drugs, Oswald's consciousness gradually faded away.

After an unknown amount of time, Oswald regained consciousness. Without the strong feeling of anesthesia in his body, he quickly regained the ability to move.

When I opened my eyes, I saw——

The blue sky and cotton candy white clouds.

"Success...!"

Oswald was ecstatic. He could finally tell with his naked eyes that this was a deep forest and mountain, not a hell made of limbs and flesh.

Even so, the air he smelled in his nose was still a little strange, but Oswald was satisfied. To fight the evil dragon Fafnir, vision was what he needed most. It would be better to say that if he had problems with his hearing, he might be able to resist the dragon's thunder. Defeat the evil dragon and get the dragon's heart, and he could solve the rest of the curse.

"Mister Witch?"

Oswald looked for the witch and saw Angelica leaning against a tree, tired and asleep. He didn't know how much magic power she had consumed, and Oswald felt deeply guilty for his previous suspicion of Angelica.

With his eyesight restored, Oswald returned to the cabin to get a quilt for Angelica. Perhaps he should take Angelica back to the cabin, but he felt that it was inappropriate to touch Angelica's body casually.

Inadvertently, Oswald caught a glimpse of the mirror in the cabin.

"Ok?"

Oswald froze in his tracks.

No alien figure appeared in the mirror, and it was undoubtedly Oswald himself.

But one thing has changed.

Eyes as bright as pearls - this was not the color of Oswald's eyes.

Oswald had only seen one other person with such beautiful pupils.

Oswald, sensing something, rushed out of the cabin. Angelica just woke up from her tiredness and yawned lazily.

"Are you awake? Mr. Oswald, how are you? Can you see clearly?"

Angelica smiled triumphantly. She did not open her eyes.

140 The Witch Lady Makes Good Use of Immortality

"Let's talk about the inheritance of Hades and heroes. Mr. Oswald controls the Broken Steel Sword, which means that Mr. Oswald is now the "Sword" hero. The curse comes from the sign of Hades' revival, so the descendants of seven heroes need to gather. Mr. Oswald is the third descendant of the hero that I have found with great difficulty. In order to avoid my trip in vain, please do not give the Broken Steel Sword to others."

"My... no, your eyes...?"

"Well, I gave my eyes to Mr. Oswald."

"why?"

Angelica replied without hesitation.

"It's no loss to me. I'm a witch... I won't age or die. The principle of familiars gave me new ideas, so I made my eyes into familiars and provided them with magic power, so that Mr. Oswald can see normally."

But as a price, Angelica will be temporarily blind for a period of time. In principle, Angelica can also temporarily transplant Oswald's eyes, but Angelica has no interest in the indescribable world.

"Don't worry, after Mr. Oswald obtains the dragon's heart and bathes in dragon blood, my magic will be lifted. My eyes will just cover Mr. Oswald's eyes, similar to the principle of contact lenses."

Oswald didn't know what contact lenses were, he was more concerned about what would happen to Angelica's eyes.

"If I get the dragon's heart, will your eyes be restored?"

"Yes, but if Mr. Oswald dies in battle, my eyes will be buried with him, and then I will have to commit suicide once to fully recover. I can be resurrected, but Mr. Oswald will not have a second chance, so don't die."

Angelica spoke in a very relaxed tone. Her conclusion was actually correct. Angelica was an immortal being, and a pair of eyes meant nothing to her.

Oswald was in a very heavy mood. He could not accept Angelica's use of him as a prop, even though he was the beneficiary. Oswald also understood that it was unnecessary to worry about whether the immortal witch had gone too far.

Oswald realized that he had no idea how the immortal witch lived. He had no idea whether Angelica had a pure spirit of sacrifice or whether she didn't mind using herself as a tool because she was immortal.

The magic swordsman stared at the witch who was sitting under the tree with her eyes closed. He was willing to believe it was the former.

"...Please wait a moment."

Oswald was so serious that he even made a gesture as if he was swearing allegiance to the king.

"I will return triumphantly."

Whether it was for the sake of the kingdom or to return the eyes that were temporarily lent to him to the witch safely.

Angelica smiled and waved in Oswald's direction. Although she couldn't see now, she could still determine the direction where Oswald was through the flow of magic.

"Come on."

With the witch's blessing, the brave man holding the magic sword embarked on the journey to conquer the evil dragon.

Oswald has the most sophisticated magic crystal armor made by the kingdom, and is also proficient in mastering the Broken Steel Sword inherited by the brave. Oswald's vision is clear and transparent, as if an endless place is flowing out from the bottom of his heart.

There is nothing to be afraid of anymore.

No matter what, he had his reasons for returning triumphantly.

Starting from the forest of Luselare, Oswald rode a swift dragon and arrived at the place where the evil dragon was wreaking havoc.

Ypres, a border town of the Kingdom of Brielle.

The soldiers at the Ypres border have been tracking the evil dragon Fafnir and trying their best to protect the safety of civilians. Although they roughly know the dragon's habitat, they are unable to figure out the logic of Fafnir's whereabouts, and countless civilians are still killed and injured.

But that’s all.

Upon learning that Fafnir had settled on the barren hills of Ypres, Oswald followed the map provided by the soldiers and marched forward with fearless enthusiasm.