novelhk Chapter 161 The Witcher Eve, Part 4
Chapter 161 The Witcher Eve, Part 4
"A miracle worker, Dr. Elena." Bathed in Elena's healing magic, Emnicia's injuries visibly healed rapidly.
It hadn't been too long since she was injured, so this time-reversal magic was still quite effective.
In order to fend off Eve's mad dog-like attacks and Cain's subsequent counterattack, Amnesia suffered many knife wounds.
Of course, magic isn't omnipotent. If it causes a severed arm, even if only a few minutes have passed, the chances of it being reattached are extremely slim. But magic is more than enough to deal with knife wounds.
"Keep praising me, don't stop." Elena enjoyed Emnicia's praise while waving her wand to treat her wounds.
But since she was always at the very back, she wasn't actually injured.
Most of the trauma was emotional; Cain's final blow truly terrified her.
At the time, her mind was frozen, and she couldn't feel any fear at all—so much so that she only belatedly realized she was afraid now.
Murder is one thing, but do all demons enjoy scaring people like this? How do you calculate the compensation for emotional distress?
"Does Miss Elena like being praised?" Emnicia asked curiously.
“Everyone likes compliments,” Elena retorted. What are you talking about? Don't you like being praised?
“I can get shy if someone compliments me. Well… so I don’t like it when people praise me to my face,” Emnicia said.
Was she indirectly saying I was narcissistic?
Wow, that's the art of speaking.
Qin's injuries had long since healed themselves. At this moment, he looked around alone, lost in thought, or perhaps searching for something.
"Emnesia, don't you have anything you want to ask?" Elena suddenly asked, her eyes looking at Emnesia with a hint of guilt, as if she had just done something to offend her.
"Huh? Oh, no." After confirming that her injuries had healed, Amuncia began to straighten her disheveled clothes. "There are some things that the other person doesn't want to say, so you shouldn't ask. Knowing too much isn't a good thing."
amount……
Now I know why you can live so cheerfully.
She lives life with such clarity and understanding.
This is a stark contrast to how I used to be, relentlessly pursuing answers.
Actually, she probably already guessed some things, more or less. After all, traveling together, it's hard to hide many things. For example, Jean rarely ate (since those potions weren't something you could brew anytime, anywhere), and his eternally expressionless face...
Strange things kept happening to Qin.
“But you were probably dragged into this by accident, and you have the right to know,” Elena said. “If you want to know, I can tell you.”
To be fair, if Amnesia hadn't been traveling with them, Eve's attack wouldn't have affected her at all.
If Jean hadn't intervened in time, Amuncia might have perished.
Anyone who is inexplicably struck by this undeserved calamity would surely be very upset.
Besides, with so much that just happened, any normal person would already know a lot of things.
"Can I ask?" Emnesia blinked and subconsciously looked at Jean, but Jean's attention was not on them at all; he was looking around for something.
“He probably won’t mind,” Elena said. “Simply put, he has a demon called a druid residing within him.”
Emnessia's limited knowledge was completely incapable of explaining to her what it meant to be possessed by a demon.
Is it edible? Can you raise demons to eat? What do demons taste like? Are they tasty?
Seeing Emnessia's clear eyes, Elena felt she was wasting her breath, but she continued, "That's why he's so different. Different in every sense of the word. Basically, most of the differences between him and ordinary people that you can think of stem from that demon."
Of course, it also stems from his hometown.
Let's avoid talking about that.
This is not something worth discussing in detail.
It's always a terrible thing to expose someone's wounds in front of them.
Speaking of Beatrice...
The magic that helped her at that crucial moment... Elena thought and thought, and the only people who might lend a hand at that time were those from her hometown, after all, killing a demon with the power to slaughter a kingdom was not something an ordinary witch could do.
Even if a witch like this were placed in the headquarters of the Witch Unification Association, she would be one of the top-ranking figures—because without a comparison, Elena couldn't be sure what position a witch like this would actually hold.
After all, there's no unified standard for assessing the strength of witches; each witch has her own strengths, making it difficult to categorize them. However, based on basic crisis management skills, the association does have preliminary evaluation criteria. The rest depends on accumulated merit over time.
Moreover, Elena wasn't stupid either—she noticed many inconsistencies as early as when she learned about the story of Qin leaving Beatrice.
The most incongruous part is how could Jyn so easily escape Beatrice's hell? It must have been done with someone's tacit approval.
It seems the person who allowed Qin to escape is nearby, perhaps even following her all along. But Qin said there were no magical fluctuations nearby—could it be that someone could actually cast magic without Qin's notice?
That can't be right... With Qin's incredible perception, how could she possibly hide it?
And why would that person help him? Because of the zither?
I don't understand... I really don't understand.
Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I'll stop thinking about it for now. Qin probably knows more, and I know too little, so thinking about it any further is just wishful thinking.
"Why are you two just spacing out? Is this what they call a couple looking alike?" Emnessia waved her hand in front of Elena, pulling her out of her reverie.
“Your complete lack of surprise has completely killed my interest in telling this,” Elena retorted. “Don’t you know how important positive feedback is for storytellers?”
You need to do something to show your appreciation. If you don't do anything at all, I feel like I'm just wasting my breath, and then I'll start spacing out without even realizing it.
"Ah—oh—wow—" Emnicia seemed to be playing along with Elena's act, covering her mouth in surprise, "Sugawa! And then? And then?"
"And then? Then we should get going, otherwise we won't reach the next kingdom by tomorrow," Elena said.