I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

She knew April's past, and how she was accepted as a disciple by an old magician. She later traveled around the world looking for news about other witches.

But there was no result, and now that she has found one, why is she leaving in a hurry?

April said with some sadness, "I predict that an era of witches is coming. My blood tells me that we will have more companions in the future."

"It is precisely because I am a witch, a kind of yours, a teacher, and a pioneer. Therefore, I have an obligation to find the others."

"what about me?"

"I'm very reassured by your words... You have great talent and a calm temperament, unlike someone your age. I'm always reassured."

Claire really wanted to say, why don't we go on a journey together and find the remaining witches.

However, considering her family, would Uncle Lin agree?

Ah, I'm so upset. I feel upset for no reason.

My thoughts won't flow smoothly if I continue like this, Claire thought.

The purpose of spiritual practice is to make the mind clear. If the mind is not clear, what’s the point of practicing magic?

"Uh, that's not right..." Claire shook her head, sorted out her thoughts, then took a deep breath and said, "Teacher, although I am currently weak and can't help you much during the journey."

"But if you found another of her kind, where would you place her?"

April said in surprise, "I haven't considered that yet... I understand."

She understood what Claire meant. There had to be a place similar to a base, and when Claire grew up, she would go there to find them.

"Then... the location is where my teacher taught me. In the far north of Lagnia, in the tower of Bafenni."

Then, April said playfully, "It's very cold there. People from the Central Region like you might not be able to adapt to it."

"Hmph, a tough guy can't say no!" Claire said stubbornly.

Even after sending you a thousand miles away, we must finally say goodbye. Claire was not a sentimental, delicate person, and she was not very good at expressing her feelings.

This was her flaw, the influence of her past life too great. Although she usually spoke sweetly to Arya, it was just a smooth teasing.

At this time, April was about to go on a long journey. Although she had thousands of words in her heart and her emotions were surging strongly in her heart, her inexplicable self-esteem suppressed them.

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't say them.

"when are we leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning. Otherwise, I'm worried that little Claire won't be able to sleep at night because she's too sad."

April's light blue skirt fluttered gently in the breeze.

Claire smiled and said, "Maybe I won't be able to sleep well tonight."

In the early morning forest, the sun shines through the treetops and onto the soft grass. It is a quiet world.

Today is a bright autumn morning, the morning sun shining peacefully on the tawny trees and the still green fields.

Claire stood by the lake, her eyes fixed on the pale blue figure in the distance.

The witch's pale blue dress was like a summer cornflower, fresh and elegant. The hem of the skirt swayed gently in the breeze, as if dancing with the surrounding leaves.

At this moment, she was smiling, as if she had hope for the future. She waved to Claire from a distance, each of her steps light and graceful, as if she had some special connection with this forest.

The figure gradually walked further away, eventually disappearing into the depths of the forest. Claire stood there, watching the witch leave.

"What? Irresponsible teacher..."

Claire was a little confused.

What should we do next?

......

As Knight Carthusian passed the bell tower, the church bells rang.

According to the residents here, the charm of this moment lies in the fact that the sky gradually darkens, the sun sets, the sunlight fades, and the bells ring.

On a small road about a mile away from the bell tower.

Several soldiers, holding yellow-brown wanted posters, repeatedly checked the deserter in front of them. Carter just glanced at them and ignored them.

He has more important tasks.

That was an order personally issued by the Grand Master of the Argonne Church, the state religion of the Kingdom of Carlisle.

The Argonne Church, historically known as Protestantism.

Argon, the first emperor of the ancient Kingdom of Carlisle, destroyed the Old God Church that believed in the God of Light, and then proclaimed himself God, thus achieving the unification of royal power and religious power.

The Argonne Church is the spiritual pillar of the country, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The history of this kingdom can be traced back to ancient times, the exact time is no longer verifiable.

"A candidate for Saint?"

Carter held a crystal ball inlaid with mysterious runes. This was a magical item borrowed from the priest and was said to be very ancient.

As Carter silently chanted the spell, the light in the crystal ball gradually became brighter, as if a mysterious power was surging, and his eyes seemed to hide two slowly rotating soul vortexes.

At this moment, a strong sense of connection surged in my heart, as if resonating with some unknown existence. The light in the crystal ball suddenly transformed into a dazzling beam, pointing directly at a mountain range in the distance.

In less than a day, the soldiers forcibly took several girls out of the village near the mountains.

Carter's eyes were calm and indifferent, as if they were not the eyes of a human being. Every one of the "saints" who was stared at by her trembled. They felt that the man looking down at them was like a sacred "angel".

After a while, Carter put down the magic props, closed her eyes and thought for a while, then rubbed her eyes. The armored guards beside her hurried over to support her. The chief priest of Forsyth City asked,

"Sir, could it be that these girls are witches?"

Kart looked calmly at the women who looked terrified. "No, these are just children of God. Not evil witches."

The pastor nodded and ordered the soldiers below, "Keep looking!"

Carter waved his hand and said, "No need, that's all for today. I'm a little tired."

The pastor took these poor women away. These girls were found in nearby villages and were all around 20 years old.

Karlt thought, the direction is that direction, could it be that the age is wrong?

A soldier nearby interrupted, "These poor girls..."

Only then did Carter understand that the guys below had exaggerated his intentions and misinterpreted his meaning. He originally wanted to find the saint.

But the soldiers thought it was a witch, but no one could tell what a magician looked like.

In the end, they could only inquire about the rumors in the village, and then some people reported them. Many of them were due to disputes between neighbors, and were reported to the soldiers. These soldiers didn't care about anything else and arrested them all and sent them to Carter.

Understanding this, the corners of Karl's mouth twitched involuntarily.

"This won't be good."