Is it safe?
Probably safe.
After resting in place for a moment, Krexia tried to move the Magic Power within her body.
The Magic Power she had just absorbed filled her body. She could still manipulate it, but there was a serious sense of sluggishness.
Although the overflowing Witch’s Power inside her had been suppressed, it seemed that a portion still remained within her Magic Power.
As a result, her control over Magic Power was far less smooth than before.
As for destructive power…
[Elemental Series · First Rank Attack · Small Wind Blade]
Several simple Magic Inscriptions flashed across her hand, and a wind blade, tinged with pale purple within its light blue, slashed out, striking a tree trunk.
A cut several fingers deep was left on the trunk, almost severing two-thirds of it.
The power really has increased a lot.
If she didn’t say anything, no one would probably think of this as a first-rank Magic.
” Ko-san.”
Suppressing the Magic Power in her body, Krexia glanced at the spot where she had just been.
Because of the overflow of Witch’s Power, the grass around that area had already turned to wasteland, and even the soil had begun to crack, gradually turning to sand and dust.
“Can you retrieve the Witch’s Power that overflowed?”
Upon hearing Krexia’s question, she didn’t answer immediately.
In the Soul Communication, Coutia was silent for a while.
“Why are you asking? Afraid your fellow humans will fall into danger?”
“Something like that.”
Krexia admitted frankly.
The memories of two lifetimes made her instinctively stand on the human side when considering things.
Although the duration of Witch’s Power overflow this time wasn’t as long as last time, she could clearly feel that the amount this time was significantly higher than before.
Last time, just a small bit of Witch’s Power had been enough to create so many out-of-control Mutant Magic Beasts in the Mageling Forest.
If left unchecked, would even more and stronger Mutant Magic Beasts appear this time?
Wouldn’t that just mean more pointless casualties?
Moreover, she didn’t think it was a good thing for something as dangerous as Witch’s Power to be exposed to humanity.
No, not just humanity—if it was exposed to any Faction’s sight, it would bring her tremendous trouble.
“Can’t do it. I can’t retrieve it.”
Coutia refused bluntly.
“Huh?”
“Huh what? I said I can’t, so I can’t.”
“Look at your current state. Do you look like you can withstand that kind of power?”
“Remember what I told you before? Witch’s Power is, in essence, Divine Power. It’s a form of power with extremely high Authority, and to safely and risk-free control Divine Power, you need Authority. It’s like the relationship between Magic Power and Magic Inscriptions.”
“With your current body, bearing this much active Divine Power is already the limit. Don’t try to absorb more, or you’ll turn into a big oaf who only knows how to howl and shovel food into their mouth.”
Coutia’s words left her speechless.
Still, Krexia felt a bit unwilling.
“Then what should we do with this Witch’s Power?”
“Just leave it. Anyway, once you receive your commission reward, you’ll be on the run. Even if Mutant Magic Beasts appear, it won’t affect you.”
Krexia bit her finger in frustration.
“I have an idea, Ko-san.”
“What idea?”
“Can you throw this leaking Witch’s Power farther away?”
“What do you mean? At a time like this, you’re still thinking about… oh~~~~~”
“You mean—?”
“Yes.”
“Wow. Not bad. You’ve got some moves.”
At that moment, a big and a small Witch reached a strange consensus.
***
Once again, she returned to the familiar Vanor City.
This time, Krexia’s harvest wasn’t much. If you counted the thirteen Third-Tier Magic Crystals and two Magic Scrolls she used, it was actually a loss.
No, it should be called a bloody loss—a Magic Scroll is expensive!
Only on her way back did she realize that she hadn’t even completed the mission objective.
The Adventurers who left with her were all dead. Even the two Priestesses and Paladins sent by the White Sanctuary had fallen, leaving her as the sole survivor.
How was she supposed to explain this to Miss Sensha?
“That’s right, I’m actually a hidden Seventh Rank Legendary Mage. A mere Sixth Rank Blood Clan? I can obliterate them with a flick of my finger!”
They’d probably lock her up for being insane.
Then, tell the truth?
“Yes, we encountered a high-level vampire on the road. That woman slaughtered all the Adventurers like chickens, then, for some unknown reason, targeted me, played some alphabet game with me, and finally left in satisfaction.”
Damn, who’d believe that!
The thrill after committing a crime instantly evaporated.
MD, since I can’t get the commission reward anyway, I might as well not go to the Adventurer Association. There’s no point.
I’ll just use the remaining money to buy some materials from the Mage Guild, make a few more Magic Scrolls to sell, then get the hell out of here. This place really isn’t safe.
Too dangerous. In just a few days, she’d encountered such overpowered enemies.
It was only thanks to her opponent being a non-murderous psycho that she survived. If there had been even a little more intent to kill, she’d have been dead.
As she entered the city and thought about all this, suddenly, she saw two familiar figures.
The other party clearly saw her as well.
“Miss Krexia?”
“Miss Anna? Sir Isaac?”
“You’re alive?” *2
At this moment, Anna and Isaac were in a much worse state than Krexia.
Although Krexia had danced on the edge of death, even meeting the Grim Reaper in a sense, she had survived.
Fortunately, the Divine Spell Scrolls produced by the White Sanctuary were top-notch in healing, and after that, Castilla had not shown any aggression.
Now, Krexia didn’t even have any external wounds, just some torn clothes.
As for Anna and Isaac…
The exhaustion on Anna’s face couldn’t be concealed, her aura was weak, and she bore several visible injuries.
Judging from her torn clothes, she must have suffered several lethal wounds, likely healed by Divine Arts.
As for other wounds, perhaps there was no strength left for further healing, but at least they weren’t life-threatening.
Isaac was even worse. His left arm was missing, his armor mostly shattered, revealing sturdy flesh beneath, his clothes soaked in blood, and his helmet nowhere to be seen.
Krexia recognized him by his physique and the Greatsword strapped to his back.
His wounds had clearly been treated, but like Anna, he still had many surface injuries, some still bleeding.
She couldn’t even imagine what they had been through to end up in such a miserable state.
(2/2)