Another World Witch Training Manual

004, Simeon

Seeing that Eve was still not recovered for a while, and her body twitched from time to time, anyone who didn't know better would think that her skills were too powerful and that she had turned Eve into a puff pastry.

"That's enough."

He didn't expect Eve to wake up at this point; it would be good enough if she could fully digest the soul contract.

Xinlai reached out and gently pressed Eve's fragrant shoulder, which was soft and white, as if she could squeeze water out of it if she pressed harder.

Next, Xinlai focused his mind and mobilized his soul sea. Strands of soul power, like water and mist, emerged from his fingertips and began to draw intricate and complex magic circuits as his fingers began to outline them.

Fine beads of sweat quickly covered Xinlai's forehead. The teleportation magic inscribed with her soul power was a spell that could only be used after a soul contract was formed.

Even if the level is only one ring, the specific traces of magic cannot be detected by the outside world, but this also means that the difficulty of depicting it is far greater than that of the same level.

However, eighteen years of arduous training and two hours of uninterrupted meditation every day allowed Xinlai to complete this teleportation spell, which, although mentally taxing, was not strenuous.

Just in case, Sinlai specifically designed the teleportation magic as an "activated" mode. Only when the magical energy of the teleportation magic surges within Eve will the magical energy circuit designed by Sinlai be activated, teleporting Eve to his designated location.

"call……"

After an unknown amount of time, the last stroke was finally completed.

A tiny teleportation spell, emitting a faint glow, condensed into a pentagram surrounded by a ring, quietly imprinted on the right side of Eve's clearly defined collarbone, before disappearing beneath her skin.

Xinlai stood up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and was quite satisfied with her work.

Eve was fast asleep from exhaustion and had no idea about the new marks on her body.

Having reached this point, the plan to rescue Eve is more than halfway complete.

But clearly the most critical threat has not yet been eliminated: the shadowy figure who assassinated Eve.

Xinlai couldn't even be sure of the shadowy figure's identity, only knowing that he had a skull tattoo on his arm with a dagger piercing through it.

If he rashly launches an investigation, he might only alert the enemy.

So Sinley chose the simplest way: he led a squad of soldiers and stood guard outside the cell where Eve was imprisoned.

Anyway, as the executor of this trial, it's normal for him to protect the person being executed from being broken into prison, right?

Feeling utterly bored, Xin Lai sat down on the ground and began her meditation for the day… Even with the system, she couldn’t forget how she had come this far, and she couldn’t slack off on the necessary training.

……

……

I don't know how much time passed.

"Tap, tap, tap"

Two footsteps, one light and one heavy, echoed from the depths of darkness, startling the guards and waking Xinlai from her meditation.

He turned his head and looked down into the long, dark corridor, where two figures were slowly approaching.

"Good day, Your Highness!"

The soldiers, who filled the corridor on both sides, bowed their heads in salute, placing their right hands on their left hands in front of their chests.

It was Sinlai's second brother, Aryan Burmillt Simeon, the guy who sold his first wife to his eldest brother for money.

His appearance was somewhat similar to Xin Lai's, but his face was thinner, with high cheekbones and a ruddy complexion, making him look like a drug addict who had been addicted to drugs for many years. His eyes and brows revealed a cunning and sinister nature.

"Oh? What are you doing here, little brother?"

"Second Brother." Xin Lai gave a respectful salute, stood up, and approached Simien, saying respectfully:

"The church appointed me as the executor of this trial of the witch. I've heard that this witch has accomplices, so just in case, I came here to keep watch."

Simeon's sharp, weasel-like eyes glanced at Xinlai, then at Eve in the cage.

"That's fine, it will make your achievements even more impressive," Simeon said casually, but his attention was focused on Eve, who was still fast asleep.

Xin Lai had no idea what kind of medicine this guy was selling, or why he, as an unrelated person, was here...

But as Simien moved, a taller and stronger figure behind him was revealed.

Bald, with a hideous scar running down his face, he wore the fur of some high-level demon, exuding an unstable aura of savagery and violence.

"One-Punch Man: Superman?"

Simien looked slightly surprised upon hearing this. "You two know each other?"

In "Elegy of Asgard," this powerful yet somewhat eccentric fist monk was like a giant tree guarding the spawn point of the Arcane Circle.

The original purpose of designing this character was to annoy players, to tell them that if they're bad at the game, they should just kill the goblins on the roadside and not mess with the guy who can send you to Jesus with one punch.

This guy's moves are very monotonous: a straight punch, a Russian side punch (fast and slow), and a flying slam followed by a landing slash.

But these three tricks alone are enough to waste the two hours before the refund.

The initial rating from Hupu (a Chinese sports forum) was that "Asgard Elegy" was the undisputed best-selling book.

Xin Lai and Ding Ke exchanged glances and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the shadowy figure has nothing to do with Simien. After all, even if that skull tattoo appeared on Ding Ke, Xin Lai would just consider it a newly applied sex toy.

"No, I've only heard about it from rumors," Xinlai said calmly.

The claims of "One-Punch Man" and "Successor of the Northwest Boxing King" were all just marketing ideas that Ding Ke had come up with himself. Unexpectedly, they actually managed to fool Simien.

That shadowy figure was as strong as four Ding Kes.

"Ding Ke greets His Highness the Third Prince."

The massive body bowed slightly, a gesture that showed respect for Xinlai.

Dante's subtle provocation and disregard for Sinlai made her suspect that Simeon's purpose in coming here was probably not simple.

"I wonder if Second Brother has come here to see me, Third Brother, or..."

Simeon nodded somewhat mechanically. "I'm so happy to see you."

The three princes each had their own jurisdiction and castle in the royal city, and they rarely met except when King Bermelt summoned them for meetings or when certain important matters occurred.

But Simeon's words were not credible at all; there was an 80% chance that someone had leaked his whereabouts, which allowed Simeon to seize this opportunity to meet.

"But you also know that your second brother is the kind of person who won't do anything without a profit."

"..."

Xin Lai's lips twitched. Knowing that what she was about to hear might cost her her head, she considerately shooed away the group of soldiers who still wanted to queue up.

Seeing that no one was around, Xinlai asked curiously:

"Seriously, Second Brother? What could possibly be here that would make you come all this way to find me?"

Upon hearing this, Simien raised an eyebrow and took another step back, revealing an expensive leather suitcase that Ding Ke had been carrying. Beneath his exaggeratedly unrestrained smile, which even his nasolabial folds couldn't conceal, he said with a hint of malice:

"You know my older brother likes women. He asked me to come and talk to you about selling the witch to him."

"Um?"

Xinlai sensed something was wrong in an instant.

Why did the elder brother ask Simeon to come?

Moreover, they knew exactly what kind of people witches were, and if they weren't controlled properly, it would be a catastrophe.

He scrutinized Simien for two seconds, then voiced his doubts directly.

After all, they are brothers; there's no need to hide anything from each other.

Simeon smiled upon hearing this. "That's because I'm more familiar with how to trade, isn't it?"

"I can give you what you want, and I can also get the witch at a better price."

Simeon spread his hands, a wicked smile on his face:

"That's why I came here."