Leaving the fortress and entering Hunting Island's jungle, Cheng Yu carried a greatsword on her back and used a short-handled axe to clear the way with one hand. Without looking back, she began teaching:
"First rule of hunting: stay safe."
"In the records from the first few decades after witches appeared, we emerged like natural disasters, accompanied by fire and thunder. Because seeking safety is a witch's nature, whenever our lives were in danger, we would pour firepower into everything around us without a second thought."
"Forest fires, earthquakes and collapses, even volcanic eruptions. Even if we couldn't find prey, witches would still do anything for safety's sake."
She turned around and raised a finger. Her dark-red eyes looked over solemnly, and Jiang Han instinctively shrank back.
Cheng Yu said sternly:
"Protect your safety by any means necessary. That is my first requirement. This isn't like the city. In a metropolis, even if you blow yourself to pieces, the healer witches have ways to put you back together. But in the wilderness, even a minor wound can easily become infected with a fatal illness."
Don't worry, Teacher. The moment I'm in danger, I'll smash them to death with Fireball Spells... Jiang Han hugged her gunaxe and nodded hard.
As long as she was safe, anything went. That was what she thought deep down.
She quietly glanced at the Fox Witch. Li Li had removed her ears and folded them inward against the places where human ears would be, making them look much safer.
Cheng Yu gave Li Li an approving look. Though her eyes still held a trace of speechless exasperation, she clearly appreciated the Fox Witch's protection of her ears. Raising another finger, she said seriously:
"Second: no flying."
"A witch's ability to fly, including spells like Flight Spell