Personal Carriage and Treasure Vault

The Old Witch looked at Yveta meaningfully. "With me here, there's no need for Black Wolf, Your Grace."

"You can let him go to sleep..."

"No!" Yveta felt his scalp prickle. This witch clearly harbored ill intentions toward him.

He absolutely could not let Black Wolf go to sleep.

The moment this witch discovered that he was not some demon god, she would definitely make a move against him.

Just looking at the Adventurers on the first floor below was enough for him to understand the witch's usual methods.

She might look harmless in front of him, even acting as a guide and giving introductions, but if he were not a demon god, she would probably turn into the boss from a horror movie the very next moment.

Yveta said, "I think it would be safer if your body guarded this room together with Black Wolf."

"What I need is absolute certainty. Do you... understand?"

He had to do his best to put on the air of a "demon god."

"If the ritual fails, do you know what consequences you'll face?"

The Old Witch's shoulders trembled violently, and the face on her head looked terrible. "If... if the magic awakening ritual fails, what will you do to me, Your Grace?"

"I... I..."

Good question.

He wanted to know that himself.

Even if the magic awakening failed, there was probably nothing he could do to her.

Yveta sat on the floor without changing expression, lightly rubbing his knee with his hand. He was a little scared.

And because of his fever, he was still groggy.

The more serious problem was that he could not be sure whether such a high fever would go down on its own.

Based on his experience from his previous life, a fever this severe had to be treated with fever medicine before it would subside.

But right now, there was no way he could get any fever medicine.

If he asked the Old Witch for help, she would very likely see through him and become even more suspicious.

So awakening magic now was the most likely way for him to bring down his fever.

After Yveta's warning, the Old Witch immediately reined herself in and became more cautious. She set down her head, then her body turned and left the room, running outside.

Outside, Black Wolf also shouted into the room to assure Yveta that he would keep a close eye on his employer.

Yveta owed him far too much money. If Yveta died, Black Wolf said he seriously suspected that he would go bankrupt.

Therefore, Yveta absolutely could not die.

The poor Demon Hunter had been thoroughly tied down by Yveta's endless credit.

Inside the room, the Old Witch's head stared at Yveta. "The magic awakening ritual requires a unique environment, one that even the Black Forest cannot provide."

"Because the environment required for the ritual cannot be disturbed by Physical Law."

Yveta looked at her in surprise. "You know about 'physics'?"

"Yes, I learned it from people from other worlds." The Old Witch's head explained, "That isn't important. I simply find their concepts for defining the world interesting."

"But the magic awakening ritual absolutely cannot take place somewhere governed by Physical Law."

"Because so-called physics is the summary of things that occur in the same place, at the same time, according to the same rules or methods."

"And so-called magic is a miracle that produces different results in the same place, at the same time, in different people's hands."

"They are completely incompatible."

"If one is a natural spellcaster, then of course there is no need to worry about interference from Physical Law. But Your Grace... your body is not a natural spellcaster."

"So we need to perform the ritual in another environment."

Yveta said, "Then how do we enter another environment?"

The Old Witch said, "By establishing laws."

"Laws are the most powerful illusion in this world. Look at so many people: even when there are no soldiers or police nearby, they still obey their country's laws."

"That is the charm of law."

The Old Witch said, "Using the powerful illusion of law, we can temporarily deceive the world and create an environment suitable for us witches."

"Like the law you cast on the Boar Knight Order earlier?" Yveta immediately understood.

The Old Witch said, "Your Grace, you are absolutely right."

"That's exactly it."

"Legend has it that even the Magic Black Forest is a Black Forest law created by a powerful source of magic power, or several powerful sources of magic power, but there is no evidence."

"It is closer to nonsense, or mythical legend."

"But many witches far more powerful than I am do indeed enjoy establishing laws of their own for this world."

"However, that kind of magic is no longer ordinary law. It is far more complicated and requires many people and territories."

The Old Witch came back to herself. Yveta could tell that she also wanted to establish the laws she spoke of.

The Old Witch said, "Now I will break the Physical Law here and temporarily establish new laws for this space."

"Only then can we formally begin our ritual."

"Fortunately, I brought my Personal Carriage with me this time. My Treasure Box is inside it."

"I have enough resources to begin the finest ritual for you."

A carriage suddenly appeared on the floor of the room, with no beast of burden pulling it. It was glittering with jewels, silk curtains draped over its door, and its wheel hubs were made of gold.

Inside the carriage were small compartmentalized Treasure Chests. There were also three floating hands belonging to a young girl, their skin delicate and fair.

Yveta blinked. This was probably witch magic again.