Something is wrong with Miss Witch

The troublemakers below make trouble every day and maliciously damage farm tools.

From time to time, some magical creatures would emerge from the dark forest next to his territory to destroy farmland and attack farmers.

Now, things are finally changing.

Good news - the magical creatures in the dark forest nearby should not escape.

Bad news—the entire dark forest is on fire.

Biggs Gezar felt a headache coming on as he looked at the burning forest and the gleaming, almost crystalline mountains.

He felt that the most sensible thing for him to do would be to seek help from the nearest wizarding academy.

So, that's what he did.

He quickly ran to his bedroom and pushed the panicked maid away.

He picked up a scroll bound with brass from under his bed, removed the brass hoop a little unskillfully, and tore open the scroll made of lambskin.

The scroll exploded with a bang, sending out a ball of sparks. A line of ink-colored characters formed an eagle circling in the room.

Biggs Gezar gritted his teeth and held out his arm.

The eagle let out a sharp and piercing cry, swooped down from the sky fiercely and tore a small piece of flesh from Biggs Gezar's body.

Swallow it with joy.

Biggs Gezal watched as his flesh crumbled between the characters and vanished.

He forced himself to endure the severe pain and said: "A huge mutation has occurred in Biggs Gezal's territory. Requesting support."

The eagle flapped its wings and flew high, and soon it flew into a city.

One quarter of the city is the wizarding academy, with several tall towers standing inside.

The eagle landed on a tall gray tower and jumped in from a window.

An old man wearing glasses grabbed the eagle's neck and slapped him on the paper.

The ink splashed everywhere, and the eagle turned into a group of words.

After shaking off the ink on his hands, the old man slowly looked at the words on the paper.

"Biggs Gezar? He seems to be a minor lord nearby. Is it just some random, trivial matter? However, a powerful magical power did come from his direction just now. It seems we need to find a suitable teacher to lead the team. As for the level, let's customize it to B-level for now. Although the magic power is very strong, it must be just some fragments of powerful creatures that were accidentally scattered from outer space."

"After all, this kind of thing is very common."

Chapter 489 The Witch of Evil Taste [4k]

Biggs Gezal waited and waited at home.

The huge buzzing sound in the nearby forest was getting louder and louder, and the flames seemed to never stop, which was extremely scary.

Finally, at night.

Biggs Gezar finally waited for a group of wizards to arrive.

A tall female wizard and three wizard apprentices.

Biggs' heart skipped a beat, but he still asked, "Gentlemen, where are your companions?"

The faces of the female wizard and the three wizard apprentices were very ugly.

"I have prepared a feast for you, please follow me." Biggs cursed in his heart while inviting them hypocritically.

But the witch flatly refused: "No, we have to focus on the mission."

Biggs said, "The mission is that forest. What do you need? I will definitely cooperate."

His attitude was very sincere, but the witch's face became more and more ugly.

He just snorted, threw off his cloak and left.

"You're useless as trash."

He brought three wizard apprentices to the edge of the forest, where he could still feel the burning heat.

The three wizard apprentices were a fat man, a gloomy boy, and a blonde girl.

The fat man swallowed his saliva: "Teacher, are we really going in? This is definitely not a B-level mission."

Looking at the pink flames covering the mountains and the crystallized trees that looked like torches, he said, "Someone must be trying to frame you, Teacher! It's absolutely true! Otherwise, this level of harm would be worthy of being labeled an SS-level mission!"

The witch thought about it and felt that what the fat man said was right.

However, if I leave like this, wouldn’t it seem a bit too incompetent?

She looked gloomy and did not agree.

The blonde girl just stood next to the tree and felt a little dizzy.

She wailed and fell to the ground: "It's poisonous! It's poisonous!"

"Ah?" The little fat man decisively cast a spell: "Clear Water Barrier!"

A curtain of clear water enveloped him.

The gloomy man quickly retreated behind the witch and the fat man.

"That pink smoke?" The witch quickly helped the blonde girl up, gave her an antidote potion and cast a resistance spell.

But the blonde girl's face was red, her legs were shaking,

"Teacher, am I going to die?" She grabbed her teacher's arm in extreme fear. "I still feel very uncomfortable. The antidote is useless!"

The witch was very puzzled.

——You speak so clearly and your mind is so clear, you don’t seem to be poisoned!

Who can speak so clearly even if he is poisoned?

She studied the blonde's face carefully and sniffed gently.

His face immediately turned ashen.

The girl looked at the witch's expression and became even more devastated: "Teacher, am I going to die? Teacher?"

The little fat man was so nervous that he added several layers of shields to himself.

But the witch just stood up with a grim expression and tried her best to say in a calm tone: "You are just experiencing sexual desire, not poisoned."

"Ah?" The blonde girl opened her mouth in surprise and blushed.

The witch turned away, not looking at the girl's expression, and said calmly, "I'm afraid every blade of grass, every tree, and every flame here is emitting that kind of aura. Let's go back and report this news to the dean."

After she finished speaking, she waited for others' responses.

But? Huh? Why is there no response?

She turned her head and saw that the little fat man and the gloomy man had lifted all their defenses at some point and ran to a burning crystal tree, breathing heavily and frantically.

"What are you doing?"

The witch came with a gloomy face.

The little fat boy said righteously, "Teacher, I think it would be better for us to go in and explore a little. After all, it would be too embarrassing if we came back empty-handed."

The witch sneered: "Just now, it seemed like you were the one who advised me to go back quickly."

"Yes, teacher." The little fat boy said righteously, "But now I realize my mistake. How can a wizard be so cowardly?"

The witch sneered and said, "Humph, everyone, get back here. We'll go back immediately."

The little fat boy looked worried, so he took advantage of the witch's inattention to knock off a piece of crystal from the tree and put it in his pocket.

The gloomy man broke a branch.

The blonde girl looked at the witch and suggested, "Teacher, if we take these trees back with us, it might be more convincing."

The witch thought about it and agreed.

She cast a spell and dug out a tree along with the soil.

Using magic to hold up the torch-like tree, they returned to the village.

Biggs ran out and looked at the witch in confusion: "Master Wizard, what is this?"

The witch simply ignored him.

The fat boy put his arm around his shoulders and whispered to him, "You're rich, brother."

"Huh?" Biggs was very confused.

The little fat man explained in detail: "This tree is what makes the bigwigs in the capital fight for it."

"This tree? What kind of treasure is it?" Biggs was skeptical.

The little fat boy smiled and said, "It's the best Wanxiang."

Biggs immediately understood that only the best medicines could be called Wanxiang.

And the best fragrance is actually these burning trees.

It turned out to be a big profit!

Biggs said modestly: "My gift for you will be ready soon."

"Hehe, you're very smart." The little fat man patted Biggs's shoulder, feeling very pleased.

After the team left, Biggs immediately called the butler with full confidence.

"Master." The butler said humbly.

"Call all the farmers immediately and have them cut down trees," Biggs said. "If you can take over this place, you can even become a duke."

"It's just that my own title of Duke might not sound very nice. Something like Duke Wanxiang is too unpleasant to the ear."

Biggs complained, and his butler couldn't help but look at his master.

You are just a lowly knight of the expansion, and now you are despising the title of Duke?

"Yes." The butler said helplessly.

And he immediately rang the village bell.

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In the burning forest, the blood elves squatted on the trees and watched the retreating wizards and the farmers who were driven to the edge of the forest.

A blood elf asked Lutetia: "Queen, what should we do?"

"Wait."

Lutetia said, "We are dealing with wizards, not farmers."

"These farmers naturally have other things to deal with."

She pointed to the Joy-Spreaders wandering through the forest.

These joy spreaders are generally three or four meters tall, and have terrifying and ferocious eyes.

Even Lutizia didn't understand why Miss Lou Yue's magic was so - well, special.

Under the watchful eyes of the blood elves, the Joy Spreaders walked towards the edge of the forest.

“Woooooooooooooooo!!!”

The shrill sound of whistles rang out in the forest, and plumes of pink smoke were spewed into the sky by the Joy Spreaders.

The farmers, holding their axes, trembled and said, "Sir, there are terrible screams coming from the forest."

The supervisors who were in charge of supervision at the back also had drastic changes in their expressions.

The ground was shaking, as if a huge monster was walking around.

What's even more terrifying is that these vibrations are becoming more and more obvious.

The overseers immediately went to the steward, and the steward went to Biggs: "Master, it's better to evacuate these farmers now. The price of farmers is constantly rising, and we don't have enough money to buy new farmers."

Biggs was very hesitant. He gritted his teeth and said, "Tell them to stop cutting wood. If they find even a few branches or crystals, they should return to the village immediately."

The steward issued this order.

The supervisors also shouted loudly; "Hurry up! Hurry up! You damn guys, as long as you pick up a crystal or cut a branch, you can go back. If you don't want to be eaten by monsters, hurry up!"

The supervisor was very panicked.