Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

"The enforcement team is almost here. If you need to do anything, you'd better hurry," Qin said, jumping in through the window while yawning. Clearly, it was late at night, his time to sleep, and he was quite tired.

"You found out again?" Elena asked instinctively.

"It's just a feeling..." Qin said.

Who on earth is this person...? Not only can he break my silence spell, but he also possesses such terrifying perception. The key is, he doesn't know magic... I'm a witch, so I can only do this for a short time by casting spells, but most mages can't do what I've done.

"You also accepted the commission from the Kingdom of Soria, right?" Elena asked.

She had finally figured many things out. Qin's previous contact with this old hag was probably for the same purpose as hers... Ironically, they had been wary of each other for ten days...

“Yes…it would be best if you could do it well. If possible, I’d like to go outside and catch up on some sleep,” Qin said.

What do you mean by "I'll do my best"? Never mind, he's already done a lot. The key is figuring out how to get these two people to talk.

"Tell me, where is the source of production?" Elena decided to start with Merkel, who was already trembling with fear. The best way to maximize profits in a limited time was to start with the timid.

“He won’t know,” Qin interrupted. He had turned to leave, but then he heard that Elena really didn’t have much experience with questioning.

Didn't you see that this kind-hearted old lich was preparing to abandon her beloved grandson and run away? It's obvious that this coward is a pawn to be discarded.

Irene actually knew perfectly well that Merkel was mostly unaware, but it was far too difficult for her to pry open that old hag's mouth in a short time. She figured that kind of person was the most stubborn person around.

Teacher Fran did teach some methods of interrogation, but she never put them into practice.

"Fine, I'll do it," Qin said helplessly. The witches outside seem generally so incompetent... If it were a witch within Beatrice's territory, she would have countless ways to obtain the information she wanted in this situation.

Elena stepped aside and waited patiently for Qin's performance.

Qin drew her sword and slapped Lady Sabe across the face with the blade, knocking her dentures out.

"The final ultimatum: revealing the location of the production source will save you from a lot of unnecessary suffering," Qin said.

“Ugh…” Mrs. Saber slammed her hand on the floor in grief and indignation.

"I don't understand." Qin slapped her across the face with her sword again, nearly knocking her unconscious.

Mrs. Sabe wept tears of remorse and pounded her fists on the floor.

"Sorry, I think I just cast a silencing spell on her and forgot to undo it..." Elena suddenly said inappropriately.

Hmm… Jean glanced back at Elena. I have reason to suspect you did this on purpose.

The scene was a bit embarrassing.

I think I understand what she was trying to say with her mumbling.

After Elena quickly lifted the silencing spell on her, Lady Sabe was finally able to speak.

"I..." Lady Sabe was about to say something when Qin slapped her across the face with a sword.

"Give up on that idea... I'll become a ghost..." Before Lady Sabe could finish speaking, the scenery before her changed. Qin and Elena had both vanished, and in front of her were the faces of women bleeding from their seven orifices.

"Why...give me back my life..." A bloodless female ghost stretched out her pale hand and tightly grabbed Mrs. Sabe's neck, making the latter unable to breathe.

In her struggle, Mrs. Sabe finally saw the face of the woman who was taking her life.

This was the first woman her grandson had killed.

All around her were women poisoned by the love needle. Lady Saber discovered that her good-for-nothing grandson was also there, but he had already fallen into a deep coma from fright, and was incontinent.

For him, being delirious was perhaps a kind of happiness.

There's a cause for every wrong, and a debtor for every crime. I wasn't the one who directly killed you, so why are you looking for me?

But soon she changed her mind. The excruciating pain throughout her body made her feel like she was dying. She could clearly feel her heart being ripped out by the female ghosts and eaten by them, and her feet and hands being gnawed away one by one.

Let me go... I... I want to live...

I...I was wrong...

In reality, Elena saw Mrs. Sabe just about to utter some harsh words when she suddenly started convulsing, rolled her eyes, and fainted. As for Merkel... he had already fainted from fright.

"Let me go...I repent!" Mrs. Sabe began to scream, which was hardly friendly to the guests upstairs and downstairs in the hotel, but they probably didn't dare to say anything.

After all, if you suddenly hear someone screaming in the middle of the night, it's either a sign of mental illness or a ghost. Either way, it's best to mind your own business, and everyone can only be angry but dare not speak out.

"Where is the source of production?" Qin asked, the red light in her left eye gradually dimming, and she said no more.

Qin had her back to Elena, and Elena didn't notice anything unusual for a moment.

“It’s at 12 Hislati Street. I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me…” Mrs. Saber was still immersed in the illusion and could not get out.

What a bizarre method! Can he cast spells without any magical power? What kind of technique is this? Elena, who considered herself well-versed in all sorts of books, was utterly baffled by Qin's actions. How could he do it without any magical fluctuations?

"Alright, mission accomplished. The enforcement team is about a three-minute walk from here. I'll leave the negotiations to you. I'm going to catch up on some sleep," Qin said.

"What will happen to her in the end?" Elena asked, looking at the deranged Mrs. Sabe.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it'll probably stay like this forever. So sleepy, going to bed..."

With the arrival of the law enforcement team, Elena briefly explained the cause and effect of the matter and sent the team away to take the two perpetrators away. Of course, she did not tell Qin about the process of interrogating the source of production.

The reason why these law enforcement teams were dealt with so easily was, of course, partly because of Elaina's identity as a witch, and these law enforcement teams did not want to make things too difficult for a witch. Another reason was that Elaina had preserved the details of their crime and left sufficient evidence.

The commotion that night is now over.

With about two hours to go before dawn, Elena was wide awake.

She looked at Qin, who was fast asleep on the treetop, and all her previous contempt for him vanished.

She began to reflect on her carelessness and recklessness. If Qin hadn't been on her side, she would have been in extra danger tonight. She had thought that the worst outcome for her tonight would be to escape unscathed; Qin was just an ordinary person, how could she possibly influence the witch's plans?

But the truth is completely wrong.

In that instant, she recalled the advice her mother had given her when she first started planning the trip, and Elena suddenly felt a chill as if she had brushed shoulders with death.

The smooth sailing that came with her identity as a witch almost made her forget that witches are also human, and she even somewhat forgot her mother's advice before she left.

I'm just a traveler; I shouldn't have put myself in such a dangerous situation.

Time slipped away quietly as she reflected on the scene. The first rays of dawn shone through the window into Elena's rented room, and everything seemed as before, as if nothing had happened the night before.