I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

Claire had never had direct contact with Arya until now. She wondered what poor Miss Arya was feeling right now.

But when they were walking on the street, they happened to meet Carter and his group from afar. They seemed to be in a good mood. I guess Arya would be happy too, right?

In short, they found some adventurers to serve as guards or cannon fodder.

These adventurers, of course, have what is known as a mercenary rank.

Most adventurers generally linger in the third realm of enlightenment and are at FB level.

Shenqi is at level A, which is already a top master. There are probably only three or four of them in the entire town, usually corresponding to the level of a great knight or a knight captain.

Even higher still was the Paladin of the Harlan Bow. Claire guessed he had reached the realm of the Void Spirit, a realm not fully described in "The True Explanation of Magic."

It is said that such masters can see the mysteries of the void and master the power beyond the material world, which is usually related to a deep understanding and mastery of the void or spiritual world.

Maybe he could even use the power of the Star Realm. The purple lightsaber shot out from his bow was probably formed by extracting power from the void and integrating it with his magic power.

This kind of master is called S-level among adventurers and is a legendary figure.

Claire was originally worried about how to reach this level, but unexpectedly Raziel said she knew.

At night, in a hotel room near the canal, Claire removed the disguise magic and revealed her true appearance.

This girl named Raziel had long been seen through by Claire, who had rich life experience.

So she changed her previous cautious style.

Her long golden hair fell softly on her shoulders, and her fair skin was as smooth as mutton fat.

Claire's wine-red eyes flashed with a cunning light, and she kept looking at Raziel, wishing she could pounce on him and get close to him.

"Hey, we're all girls, why are you so shy?"

"...There's something wrong with your eyes, a bit like the leader." Raziel hugged the pillow with a vigilant look.

"But I didn't expect you to be so much younger than me."

Claire's pink lips curled slightly upwards under her high nose bridge. She smiled sweetly, folded her arms across her chest, and spread her long, beautiful legs slightly apart. She stood in front of the mirror and stretched.

"Although you're older than me, you're about the same height as me. Hey, do you want me to call you sister?"

Raziel is 16 years old, and Miss Claire is only 10 years old now.

Thanks to her previous exercises, her height is almost catching up with that of a high school girl in her previous life.

Raziel tilted his head, "That's not bad."

"Hey~ So cold. I've seen a lot of girls, but this is the first time I've seen someone like you."

"Well, how should I put it? A girl with nothing is the best, right?"

"I don't understand..." Poor Miss Raziel said she couldn't understand Claire's chattering nonsense and lay on the bed.

Is it a bit... to say that a girl with three no's is a girl with three no's in front of her?

Claire continued to talk about her past in a familiar manner, but of course she kept the witch incident hidden.

It just talks about her village, family, and how she met a "magician" lady who took her in, and then went out on adventures.

Although there was wind and sun along the way, the advantage was the vastness of the world and the beautiful scenery.

Raziel just listened to Claire's words silently, thinking, "She is such a strange person."

"I created the Night Sky Book for the purpose of traveling, and meeting her was perhaps fate."

As he spoke, Raziel's heart beat with joy.

Then Claire asked about the Void Realm.

"The most important secret of the Void Realm is the close connection between the soul and the will of heaven and earth."

"This is what the leader told me. 'Void' refers to its being neither real nor illusory, floating outside the boundaries of the material world. 'Spirit' refers to the pure soul."

"If you want to reach this point, you need to merge your soul with the heaven and earth and feel the great will and absolute spirit of heaven and earth."

"Of course—complete fusion is impossible, the soul wouldn't be able to bear it. But just seeing a corner of the void is enough. This step requires the aid of a magical weapon, and your gloves should be able to handle it."

Claire asked, "How close are you to this step?"

"I want to merge my soul with the Book of Night Sky. With the help of the power of the magic weapon, I can make it an intermediary. It should be soon. I still need to collect more magic to improve its quality."

It felt like practicing dual cultivation of body and soul... Claire mused. With the aid of magical instruments, the Wind and Thunder Fist Gloves could certainly do the same.

But she always felt that this method was opportunistic. Could tools "seeing" and "feeling" the laws of heaven and earth be compared to a person's direct grasp of "existence"? Even with the help of the power of a magic tool, she was afraid that the path of cultivation would not last long.

"I only trust my fists," Claire said.

Raziel hummed, "It's very difficult to feel the void with your own will."

"Emptiness is nothingness. Since ancient times, humans have sought to control and transform the world, relying on tools. Simply sitting on the ground and daydreaming is something only philosophers can do, and such great individuals have only been few in history."

"Besides, cultivation is not just learning. Your will has endowed the instrument with spirituality, but its essence is still an object, naturally close to the world."

"Eh~"

Claire closed her eyes in the small bed that could only accommodate one person.

"Well. There's always a way. If I don't try, I might regret it."

"It's getting late, and we have to leave tomorrow."

.....

The next morning, Claire discovered that Carter and his group had disappeared from the town. She went to the tavern to inquire and found that they had indeed gone towards the capital.

So he found a carriage and dressed up as a traveling merchant.

Miss Raziel seemed to have forgotten the lively conversation last night. She still looked cold, but occasionally absent-minded.

Claire patted Raziel's shoulders and said earnestly, "Sister, let's continue to get along well from today~"

Of course, it would be best if we could break the wall of this icy-faced person's heart in the middle of the process.

However, the wish is beautiful, the process is tortuous, but the result is impossible.

The third harem position that Claire fantasizes about might not be so easy to achieve.

In the season of fantasy, a girl's heart is always filled with longing. If she were a man at this moment, she would have already forced herself on him, and there would be no way she would tolerate Lazier's indifference.

No, no, rather than being indifferent, she's more like a fool. Hmm, a natural, three-no fool?

At first, Claire was pulling the carriage along, but she later noticed that she hadn't used any disguise magic, which caused her to constantly attract the attention of passersby.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he finally used magic to transform himself into a big tough guy.