Chapter 1: Thermal sweat disease and the old witch (seeking reading)

Author: Orange Cat Dragon

Chapter 1: Thermal sweat disease and the old witch (seeking reading)

Black Forest, in a small cabin in Truffle Town.

The old witch swept over the boy on the bed. The boy in front of him was full of heat, his face and chest were covered with abnormal sweat, and his face was even redder than an apple.

A witch hunter with a big sword in his back on his back said, "Does he still save him?"

"This guy is the mission target I want to protect. If he dies, where will I go to collect my commission."

"well."

"This is my most loss-making deal. I originally thought that as long as I sent him to the kingdom, I could receive the bonus. Who knew that there was a rebellion in the kingdom and that he was seriously ill."

The old witch lowered her head and carefully examined the teenager on the hospital bed, and suddenly sneered. "This is a fever."

"As far as I know, it was created by one of my colleagues, whom people thought it was a natural plague, but did not know it was a vicious spell."

The witch hunter mocked him. "More than half of the plague in this land were created by your witches."

The old witch said bluntly: "I can save him."

"But I want this manor where you are."

The witch hunter had no objection to this. Anyway, the manor was the property of the boy, so it had nothing to do with him. "I agree. When he wakes up, you can sign the decree with him."

"Let him adopt the manor to Je."

"But witnessing the adoption of the manor contract requires the approval of the church priests. Are you sure you can pass that?"

The old witch nodded. "I have a way."

"The people in the church are the most corrupt. As long as they are given money, they can let the demons make transactions in the church. I am just a witch, what does that count?"

"Okay, I'll save this child now, which is the last good thing I'll do in my life."

"It's ridiculous. We witches will save people one day."

“It’s an insult to my entire career.”

This is farting of course.

Because in fact, the person who secretly casts vicious spells to the boy on the hospital bed is this old witch.

When the old witch saw an isolated and helpless prince, she fell in love with the last property of the manor.

She secretly used tricks to seize this manor.

The old witch swept across the teenager on the bed in contempt.

This person had long died and his heart had stopped beating.

Even a witch cannot resurrect a dead person.

But it doesn't matter. She can use psychic spells to summon a low-level undead into this body, manipulate the undead, and make the body move.

Anyway, as long as the corpse is in the eyes of the witch hunter, it is enough to move.

After the witch hunter leaves, she can do whatever she wants.

The witch never follows the agreement!

Why should we abide by the agreement if we can get something that can be deceived?

The old witch stretched out her hand toward the window. Her wrist turned, and she immediately summoned a chicken in the chicken coop outside the window, knocked through the window glass and fell into her hand.

‘Gabi~’

The chicken's neck was twisted off by her one hand, and the chicken blood was spurted out.

The old witch lowered her head and sniffed the chicken blood. "Well, it's an old hen that has never been pregnant."

Her fingers were stained with chicken blood, and then the witch hunter Black Wolf pulled open Iveta's collar to reveal the boy's chest.

She used her fingers stained with chicken blood to draw a pattern of anti-hexagrams on Iveta's chest, and then drew an eye in the middle of the anti-hexagram pattern.

This eye is the eye of the ancestor witch.

The anti-hexagram is a fallen magic array.

Therefore, the combined magic circle language is - [Here we take the initiative to give up all Gods’ protection for man and invite all things into this body].

"Ahem... OK." The old witch smirked. As long as she recited an ordinary spirit-calling spell, she could summon a low-level undead into the corpse, making the witch hunter around her mistakenly think that the little prince had been resurrected.

hey-hey.

With this IQ, he is still a witch hunter.

The old witch quickly withdrew her fingers and was about to recite the spiritual spell. Who knew that at this moment, Iveta, who should have been a corpse, suddenly opened her eyes.

‘Iveta’ covered her head and got up from the bed. “Well, my head hurts so much.”

“Where is this?”

"Are you shooting a movie here? Where is my phone?"

The old witch's shriveled smile froze on her face, looking incredibly at the boy who suddenly got up from the bed and was resurrected from the dead.

She was stunned.

The witch hunter Black Wolf looked at the witch and was amazed. "I didn't expect that the witch could indeed cure diseases and save people. The first time I saw a witch as good as you."

The old witch was almost vomited out by the word "good". She never did good deeds!

Doing good deeds will ruin her reputation and make her ridiculed by her peers.

But the key to the problem is not yet here. The old witch looked at the dead chicken in her hand in disbelief and looked at the blood-stained fingers. For a moment, she was a little dazed.

Did she just recite the mantra?

No?

Why did the corpse on the hospital bed move?

Could it be that she was actually chanting a mantra just now, but she forgot it?

wrong.

She didn't chant the mantra just now!

A terrible guess appeared in the old witch's mind, and cold sweat fell on the old witch's forehead.

The Fallen Magic Formation and the Witch Eye can actually call on other beings to enter this corpse, but the probability is too low. Generally speaking, specific spells are needed to summon designated undead.

But any magic has risks!

Could it be that her magical trajectory attracted the attention of some existences in the subspace and followed her magical trajectory and entered the corpse?

When the old witch thought of this, she had the urge to run away.

She doesn't want any manor!

And on the bed.

Iveta was confused. He should have been seriously ill at this moment and was terminally ill. He had a fever of 40 degrees and could not get out of bed.

But why when I wake up, I appear in a strange environment, with a strong man and an old man in front of me?

At the same time, the original owner's memory kept rushing over.

Iveta accepted the original owner's memory and could understand his current situation somewhat.

This world is a bit similar to the medieval times, but it is more similar to the world in Grimm's fairy tales. Anyway, there are strange races such as witches, werewolfs, vampires, giants, goblins, and elves.

People and monsters live in harmony.

The original owner's identity was originally the only prince of a kingdom and the only heir.

However, he was driven out of the kingdom by the rioters of the rebels.

His throne was considered invalid by the mobs, and the original owner himself was also driven out of his hometown.

It is said that the riot was instigated by some powerful ministers, and now the mobs still sell the hanging throne publicly. Whoever pays the price will get the throne.

According to the original owner's memory, the throne was finally bought by a large capitalist who opened a cotton factory.

During this process, the guards around him all ran away, and the loyal old servants who followed him died of illness.

The original owner finally ran to this manor far away from the kingdom.

The manor came from his mother, not the property of the kingdom, so he was able to keep the last property and survive here.

But it seemed that the last property had made him target.

Iveta clenched his fists. He could feel the unwillingness of the original owner before his death. His soul was wailing and screaming before his death, complaining that the capitalists used money to buy the throne that should have belonged to him.

Perhaps it was this unwillingness that made Iveta come into this body.

Iveta is a very responsible person. Since he has taken someone's body, he has to take the responsibility of the original owner. He said in his heart, "Since I have come to your body, you will be me from today."

‘I will help you to regain the throne that originally belonged to us!’
To be continued...