episode_0042

#2

It was quite surprising that the owner of Hwayang Pawn Shop was a witch, but what was even more surprising was how she knew that I was a witch.

Given the nature of vampires, it would be extremely difficult for others to identify their identity as monsters.

Of course, I did perform a magic trick in front of her.

Just in case, I was worried that this might be a trap set by some evil witch who was trying to lure me into using me as a test subject, so I rolled my servant horse to check.

However, the missionary horse completed the reconnaissance safely without any injuries.

Even if I had no hostility towards her, there would be no witch in this world so stupid as to allow a stranger’s servant horse into her territory.

The girl in front of me must be the same.

So at least she didn’t guess that I was a witch through my magic. If she had realized that the larval servant was mine, she would have attacked me long ago.

So then… what on earth did you see and notice?

“But, how did you know I was a witch?”

“Of course. The gold you brought. That is the gold commonly used among witches.”

“… … .”

Was it like that?

Why didn’t my teacher, the author, teach me such basic common sense?

I repeated my feelings of disgust for Eugene in my mind once again.

However, now that I know that she is a witch, I see hope that she knows the Master’s close friend, and that I can find the Master through her.

“Anyway… . Can I tell you about the transaction?”

“By the way, you said you were buying information. Tell me.”

“I want to know about the other witches’ locations.”

“Another witch? Who exactly are you talking about?”

There was no answer that said “I don’t know.”

It was said that there were witches who communicated with each other.

“I want to know the location of the witch named Eugene. She is a witch who specializes in alchemy.”

“Eugene? Why are you looking for that unlucky woman?”

As soon as I heard the word Eugene, I felt a strange sense of kinship as I watched her contort her face to the point of almost a spinal reflex.

Yeah, yeah.

I’m telling you that that guy is quite problematic.

“I have some personal business to attend to.”

“I have business. What business do you have with such an arrogant, dirty, and ill-tempered person?”

“… … ”

But… , no matter what, isn’t that a bit too harsh?

Is this what it feels like when you badmouth your lover to your friend, but then your friend badmouths your lover back?

‘This is why it seems like Eugene and I are dating.’

That can’t be happening.

I’m going to marry a prince on a white horse.

TS’s flower is called Amta.

Even if the target is myself, it doesn’t make a difference!

“Is that a bit harsh?”

“?? What the heck. Why are you defending that plague-like woman? Are you by any chance her friend? She doesn’t look like she’s her age… .”

Her eyes changed.

She’s suspicious of me. If I reveal that I’m Eugene’s disciple, it’ll be a minus to this woman. It’ll never be a plus.

“Oh, I don’t know! So do you know the location?”

“I don’t know. That person. She changes her workshop location frequently. There aren’t many witches who are close to her, and I don’t think there are many people who know her exact location.”

“… … .”

“Eugene, why are you looking for that woman’s location? If you tell me your purpose, I can connect you with another witch.”

Another witch… .

If possible, wouldn’t it be possible to meet a witch who is skilled in making potions?

In that case, there is no need to meet the teacher.

“Is there a witch who knows medicine? I need to make a potion.”

“Application… . Ah. Since she deals with alchemy, I guess she thought she would be good at making potions. ”

“Yes, that’s right.”

The pawn shop witch let out a short, muffled sigh and then shook her head slightly.

“I’ve heard that there is a witch who is good at healing, but I’m not close with her.”

“Isn’t there a way?”

“Um… .”

Even if the witch is not found in this place, the witches’ banquet called Walpurgis Night will still remain.

However, I wanted to get Soojin better as quickly as possible.

“Then, I will try to contact you step by step through the witches I know. But. Don’t expect much.”

“Yes! That’s fine! Ah. The price is… .”

“It’s okay. I’ll pay you after I contact her.”

“But… ”

“It’s okay.”

Anyway, asking around through acquaintances would be a difficult task for her.

My conscience would not allow me to entrust work without any compensation.

That’s why I tried to convince her several times to return the favor, but her attitude was stubborn.

At this point, it seemed like it would be a nuisance to continue to encourage her, so I bowed deeply and expressed my gratitude to her.

“Thank you so much.”

“No, we’re both witches anyway.”

“Ahahaha… . Ah! What is your name?”

“My name is Inara.”

“Yes! Thank you. Ina.”

“Don’t mention it. Jinhaneul.”

Huh? How do you know my name?

Oh, right. You hired her to do the identity laundering, right? Of course you would know.

Anyway, things at the pawn shop seemed to be going well in many ways.

Of course, there is no immediate benefit, but at least, through Ina, I have the opportunity to make contact with a witch who deals with healing magic.

Just before I left, a possibility suddenly occurred to me.

That’s right, the direct reason why I decided to become a witch.

My ultimate goal in life!

“Oh my!”

“Are you Ina? I’m not that old.”

“That, that… . I’m asking just in case… ”

“Yes, please speak.”

“Is there a witch who can use magic to promote growth?”

“Promotion of growth?”

“Yes. What… , like, chest. Like height… .”

“… … .”

Ina-san gently ran her hands over my entire body with a short sigh of “Ah!”

Immediately, deep compassion appeared in her eyes.

Don’t look at me with pity.

It’s all because the blood of the cursed vampires flows through your veins.

Where the hell is the author Jinjo who made me an elder?

“I don’t know. But cheer up. Isn’t there a man somewhere in the world who likes such a weak body?”

“Excuse me. I am so weak.”

“Ah. I’m sorry.”

It’s more miserable because I apologized… .

It feels like I’m admitting that I’m really weak.

I wiped away my tears and ran out of the pawn shop.

And until the moment I left the room, Ina was giving me a look of pity.

shit.

Really… Really!

Isn’t there some kind of magic that can make you glamorous?

Was this an apocalyptic world without dreams or hope?

#3

While Ina, a pawn shop owner and witch, is in contact with a healing witch,

I thought I couldn’t just sit back and wait.

I should conduct my own research and develop a cure for Sujin.

Oh, and I also need to meet Elder Ryu Se-hwa.

I don’t know exactly what power the vampires’ blood magic has, but since they can control humans and make them their subordinates, I think they may have the ability to manipulate living beings.

After I gathered my thoughts like that, I returned to the workshop and Winter Sister poked her head out like a bored puppy and welcomed me.

“Oh, you’re here~?”

“Sister… . I finally have something like a vacation, but is it okay for me to stay home like this? I should at least see my friends or family.”

“Eh… When I go home, all I hear is nagging, and my friends are all busy. It’s hard to even see their faces.”

“Nagging? Does Winter Sister nag you too?”

He’s a high-ranking hunter who’s doing well not only in our country but also all over the world.

As a successful career woman, why would I have to listen to my parents nagging me?

Winter Sister answered.

“Of course. Mom and Dad must still think I’m a brat. I heard a lot of nagging on the phone just before you came in.”

“What do you usually say?”

“… … .”

Suddenly, Winter Sister became a dumb person.

Are you embarrassed to reveal your own shortcomings in public?

I tried to add that if you don’t want to talk, you don’t have to.

If only she hadn’t said it with a sad sigh.

“When are you getting married… . Do you want to grow old and die as a spinster… .”

“Ah… .”

Still, Sister Winter is still in her thirties.

Hunters are physically much healthier than others thanks to the power of mana… Maybe they are nineteen year old girls?

“It’s okay. You still look so young and pretty, unnie!”

“Oh my. Who says who looks young to whom?”

Sister Winter whined and pinched my cheek.

I struggled to get out of her grasp, but I couldn’t escape the special hunter’s strong grip.

“Huh? With this kid-like face, who says I look young to whom?”

“Ayaayaayaya. Aha! Aha! Ahhh!”

“It’s informal to say you’re sick.”

“Ahhh!”

Tank!

As soon as the violent winter sister took her hand off, my bouncy cheeks bounced back to their original shape.

But the pain still persisted.

No! Even if you say nice things to her, she still does this. I said, glaring at her with swollen eyes.

“I hate you. I really hate you, Winter Unnie. I’m going to curse you.”

“Oh my. It’s scary. It’s the witch’s curse~”

“Eeeet!!”

I rushed at her with a “Kwaaa!” feeling, not understanding at all how angry I was, but I was held captive by Winter Unnie, just like I had been held back by the sea before, and couldn’t move.

“Hunter assaults civilians with force~!”

“Civilian? How is a witch a civilian? Can you correct me by saying that she’s subduing monsters?”

“Heeet! Have you ever seen such a cute and adorable monster!”

“Wow. You’re so cute and adorable. Are you finally crazy?”

“What!”

Honestly, isn’t it a national rule that TS girls are pretty?

You who deny this… Is this what women’s jealousy is all about?

Ah, it’s a sin to be born so pretty. It’s a sin.

F*ck!!

“Aya! Why are you hitting me!”

“Your facial expression was unlucky.”

“No!”

“You too, grow old and become a spinster like me!”

What kind of verbal abuse and cursing is this?

I rolled my eyes, my heart seething, and vowed to pour out slander and insults towards Unnie Winter on the Hunter Gallery.

If a TS pretty girl harbors resentment, frost will fall in May, June, no, even in July or August.

Just wait and see.