Another World Witch Training Manual

053. Witchification

Enveloped by magic, Eve vanished instantly at the end of the street, finding herself in a dark, damp alley the next moment.

She staggered to her feet, then suddenly stopped.

Several homeless men lying on the wooden planks in front of him were looking at him with suspicion.

"Hey...girl?"

The homeless men looked at each other in disbelief, seemingly not expecting a beautiful young woman to suddenly appear there.

"puff--"

However, a mouthful of dark blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, with rich magical power surging within it.

She bent over and vomited up all the blood.

"Wha...what happened...?"

Eve was horrified to discover that her body seemed to be resisting her use of magic.

The magic power that could previously be barely mobilized, like squeezing toothpaste, is now completely out of control, while the magic net continues to greedily devour the surrounding magic power, causing the concentration of magic power in the body to rise continuously.

A terrible thought flashed through her mind: she might be turning into a witch.

"Little sister? Are you alright?"

A homeless man mustered his courage and stood up, extending his rough hand toward Eve. He grinned, revealing his yellow and black teeth, and slowly approached her greedily and cautiously.

"You are the angel who came to visit us, aren't you...?"

Eve kept her head down, her body swaying unsteadily.

She glanced at the homeless man, didn't answer, and then vanished in an instant.

splat—

The homeless man's outstretched hand was severed at the root by a magic so intense it was sharp as a blade; blood gushed out, and the severed hand fell to the ground.

But Eve could no longer hear the homeless man's screams and accusations; all she could see was a wheat field undulating in the wind.

The wheat fields stretched out in an endless expanse, with several scarecrows standing in the middle as farmers bent over to harvest the wheat. A windmill stood among them, turning slowly.

"Where...am I?"

Magic continued to flow into her body's circulation channels, which, being idle, automatically activated teleportation magic, bringing her to this unknown countryside.

"Xin...Xin Lai..."

"vomit--"

She suddenly knelt down and spat out another mouthful of blood, this time almost bloodless, only a rich purplish-black magic.

The magic seemed to come alive, churning and surging within Eve's vomited blood.

Fear gripped her.

She trembled and gasped for breath, feeling dizzy and unable to breathe; the whole world seemed to be spinning.

"No...no..."

Swah——

boom!!!

Another purple beam of light shot into the sky, instantly engulfing Eve's figure.

The farmers harvesting in the distance straightened their backs and turned to look—

In the middle of the wheat field, a circle scorched black by magic is slowly burning, its origin unknown.

……

In the blink of an eye, Eve reappeared, this time on a floor of the Heart Garden.

She collapsed to her knees, coughing and gasping wildly as if she had just been holding her breath underwater.

In order to escape on the street, she instantly activated all the magical energy in her body.

Now, she vaguely felt the magic power within her body becoming viscous, a result of its continuous accumulation.

If this continues, simply activating her magic will be enough to exhaust her, turning her into a lamb to the slaughter.

And that's not the worst of it.

Only by officially becoming a witch can she activate the magical circuits that have become sluggish and uncontrollable.

However, since she was not in the royal city at the moment, rashly releasing magic to accelerate the progress would inevitably attract the attention and suspicion of the Fesalie clan, hindering her from obtaining the manuscript in Tanstin Castle.

The throbbing pain in her chest, caused by the blockage of magical energy, was constantly eroding her nerves.

The blockage acts like a source of pollution, spreading stiffness and pain throughout the body with each heartbeat.

Eve began to moan softly, unable to contain herself.

pain……

it hurts...

She tried to sit up, but her hands felt as heavy as lead and she couldn't move them an inch.

The bones themselves were also groaning in agony, releasing endless suffering from within.

"what……"

Eve's pale forehead was covered in cold sweat.

She used her fingers to claw at the floor, struggling to move towards the wall.

If someone were to pick up the body while they were still in Peach Blossom Garden, everything would be over...

Xinlai, you bastard, you bastard...

Come quick, come save me...

……

My vision gradually blurred, and the world faded into chaos.

Just before she was completely plunged into darkness, she saw a familiar figure.

The figure appeared from the side, and the shadow quickly enveloped her as she huddled on the ground with each hurried step.

As soon as Xinlai stepped out, she followed the guidance of the soul contract and found Eve in the Peach Heart Garden.

He looked down at Eve; one of her eyes looked like it had been brutally beaten, the blood vessels around her eye socket filled with a purplish-black magic that spread outwards like a virus.

"Damn it..."

He slowly squatted down and took off his coat to cover her.

With one hand gently supporting her legs, and the other hand around her shoulders, he gently lifted her up.

Without asking, Xinlai knew how painful it must be for her at that moment.

He had witnessed the process of witch transformation. A few years ago, when Galund was judging witches, the woman's final witch transformation was exactly the same as Eve's current state, only more severe.

He was powerless to do anything about it.

The pain can only be relieved once the magic within her subsides.

As they left Peach Blossom Garden, the madam stared blankly at Xinlai, who was carrying Eve away, and stood there dumbfounded.

Xinlai didn't leave?

Why didn't young Master Skechers fly into a rage just now? Why did he leave in such a hurry instead?

How did Sylvie get dealt with? According to the script, shouldn't Skechers have stumbled upon Sylvie and Sinley playing music together, then drawn his sword and killed Sinley for defiling his woman…?

How is Xin Lai still alive?

Why was the little maid in his arms still convulsing uncontrollably, as if she were filled to the brim?

Too many questions filled the madam's mind, but she would never get the answers.

Unless Sylvie is willing to recount the story of her five-round battle with Sinley today.

……

Sinley hailed a carriage and, holding Eve, silently drove towards the Rusty Inn.

Eve buried her face in his chest, her right hand curled up, her left hand gripping his clothes so tightly that it made a tearing sound.

Her breathing was extremely unstable, her chest rose and fell only slightly, and her body temperature was frighteningly low.

Feeling the intermittent magic emanating from her, Xinlai looked at Eve, who was frowning and trembling, and gently brushed the strands of hair that were stuck to her forehead behind her ear.

He dared not use healing magic to suppress her pain, since the principle of healing magic is to use magic power to travel through the body and heal wounds.

Using healing magic will only worsen her pain.

"Father……"

Eve kept murmuring, calling out to the Marquis Tansting, begging him not to go, not to go, to come back and be with her.

Xinlai remained silent, only gently patting her shoulder, as softly as if coaxing a child to sleep.

"Mother... Mother..."

"Please, don't leave me..."

"I'm afraid..."

"It's so dark here, so dark..."

Eve started to cry, wiping her tears and snot all over Xinlai.

Xinlai was at a loss for what to do, so she could only hug her tighter and use her body heat to tell her that "he" had not left.

"don't want……"

"don't want!!!"

Eve suddenly struggled violently, trying to break free from his embrace.

Xinlai quickly hugged the writhing Eve tightly, and didn't let go even though Eve's sharp nails scratched a deep bloody mark on his handsome face.

However, upon sensing the sudden surge of magical power and the inexplicable magnetic vibrations of magical energy around her, Xin Lai's golden and blue pupils revealed unprecedented fear and horror, along with a trace of panic as she didn't know what to do:

The magic seems to be getting out of control!!!