I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

She looked around vigilantly, and suddenly several dark shadows appeared. Without hesitation, she immediately activated the power of the Heart of the Rising Sun, and rays of light shot out from the magic device.

Bombardment magic, ready!

It was only then that Nanoha saw a girl with the same blonde hair and red eyes, waving her fists as if dancing, hitting the ghoul's fatal spots.

She clearly didn't have any magic power at all, but every time she hit a ghoul on the head, it would fall to the ground, lifeless.

Nanoha's eyes widened.

The girl's golden hair was loose, and she looked very beautiful, like the goddess of light in mythological books.

No, this action is like a female warrior!

"Whoosh-"

The girl's strength is not higher than that of an ordinary mortal, but she can kill zombies.

How is this going?

It turned out that the girl fighting in front of him was Claire.

Last week, Witch Paradise.

Claire was attacking Hemer's mental suppression for the Nth time.

And then failed as usual.

"Why? Why is this?!"

The golden finger that she was proud of and the mysterious seed were also sealed together because they were thrown into the Cauldron of Stars.

Therefore, her understanding is now the same as that of ordinary people.

Claire hadn't expected that after losing the cheat, she would be so miserable and couldn't think of any way to break the seal.

Is this how my life will be?

Claire collapsed to the ground in pain, like a salted fish.

"Perhaps you should go out and gain some experience. Your rise is really too fast... You know a lot of cultivation theories, but you haven't experienced them firsthand."

"That's why it's so easy to suppress your spirit," Raziel suggested.

"Experience? You want me to die... There are ghouls everywhere outside, and I'm a powerless girl."

Claire felt that this plan was nonsense, so she closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of lying flat.

Raziel said, "We have killed all the ghouls within a thousand miles of this area who have surpassed the Spirit Awakening. If we make weapons for you, given your fighting talent, you might be able to take action."

Claire opened her eyes, "Are you serious?"

"Of course. I forged new gloves for you, imbued with the power of all our laws...enough for you to fight for several years."

"Well, you guys have to keep an eye on it. If there's a holy-level ghoul, I'll be finished."

Just like that, Claire walked out of the Witch Paradise.

Prepare to enjoy mortal life and experience mortal joys, sorrows, joys and fears.

Well, although it’s no different from the end of the world outside.

But perhaps this is the only way. If I continue to stay in the Witch Paradise, I might really become a useless person.

Alice is better than me!

Is this even justified?

However, the only thing that comforted her was that the boxing gloves that Raziel gave her were really powerful, and she had been practicing breathing techniques frantically recently, so if she encountered ordinary zombies, she would be able to fight.

Uh, as for being bitten by a ghoul?

Claire's spirit was only suppressed, but the witch's law in her body still existed. Although she was in a dead state, she could not be assimilated by mere resentment.

“What an amazing move!”

Nanoha was a little surprised.

In the moment she was stunned, Claire had already defeated all the zombies.

Seeing Nanoha and Fate, Claire was stunned.

Let’s not talk about the chestnut-haired girl for now, but why does this blonde-haired, red-eyed girl look so much like me?

It's like looking in a mirror.

Well, the temperament is quite different though.

The other person's temperament was like that of a weak lamb, with a hint of timidity in his eyes, and he didn't know where to look when he was evasive.

And it seems that this girl has a lot on her mind.

What was he thinking? Claire became slightly interested.

"Hello, are you magicians?"

"Ahaha, is it that obvious?"

Although Claire has become a mortal, her perspective has not changed.

The other person's "eyes" were clearly those of a mortal.

Generally, people who practice magic have a spiritual realm that is far different from that of ordinary people, and the eyes are generally considered to be the windows to the soul.

For example, those who have reached the sacred level have different looks in their eyes.

Extraordinary and detached, not surprised by anything.

The two girls in front of him clearly exuded powerful magical powers, but their eyes were no different from those of ordinary people.

He must be a magician who does not cultivate the spirit itself, but focuses on accumulating magical power.

"How dare the magician come to a place like this? Aren't you afraid of being bitten in the throat by a ghoul?"

Nanoha told Claire her and Fate's names, and then told Claire what had happened to them.

"Oh. Looks like you guys are lucky."

Claire invited the two of them to the wooden house she had just built nearby.

After taking off her heavy tactical uniform, Claire changed into a light blue short skirt in front of the two men.

"Uh. Miss Claire, what are you doing?"

Claire said as she put on her clothes, "Oh, that was the joy of being a mortal."

"?"

Nanoha found the girl in front of her very confusing.

Changing into a piece of clothing means experiencing the joy of being a mortal?

Does that mean she is not a mortal?

But she didn't know that a real magician didn't know how to enjoy life.

Because of the improvement of his spiritual realm, the magician has no interest in worldly things.

They never need to eat or go shopping, and they can use magic to change clothes.

Claire often complained that this method was tantamount to turning a person into a machine that only knew how to improve spiritual cultivation.

Even monks wouldn't do this, right?

So every time I meet a magician, we either fight or sit down and talk about the philosophy of cultivation.

Over time, Claire got used to this kind of life. Now she used an axe to chop down oak trees, built a wooden house, and then changed into a little skirt with her own hands.

What a touching thing this is.

"This is the dewy tea leaves I picked yesterday before the sun rose."

Nanoha and Fate took the cups that Claire brought over.

"It's so hot!" Fate frowned.

The chestnut-haired girl quickly leaned over, nervously touched Fate's hand, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"Cough cough. Be careful of the impact!" This was Claire who kept coughing.

A blush instantly covered Fate's face, but Nanoha said foolishly, "What are you paying attention to?"

What a fool, Claire thought to herself.

But these two people are a perfect match.

If it were peacetime, the two would definitely become close friends.