Miss Witch, Please Don't Leave Your Fragrance Everywhere[TL]

Entering the Rothschild mansion, Angelica touched Flora's forehead with her index finger.

　　"Charity, sequence 9: Give someone a rose; Aquila, sequence 9: Song of the nighthawk."

　　Flora's night vision suddenly became bright.

　　The Charity Sequence 9 Rose of Give is a basic magic that grants magical effects to others. Most magic is applied to oneself, not to others, but as long as one learns Charity Sequence 9, one can use the magic that originally strengthened oneself on others. At the same time, the Aquila Sequence 9 Nighthawk Song is a magic of night vision, which can make vision at night as bright as day.

　　With the witch's magic blessing, Flora bypassed all obstacles that might cause noise and came to Rothschild's bedroom. On the bed, Rothschild was dead with his eyes wide open. His heart was pierced by an unknown object, and even his sternum was shattered. The whole bedroom was filled with a strong smell of blood, but Flora just felt comfortable.

　　If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't leave any evidence of her presence, Flora would have wanted to whip Rothschild's corpse a few more times, but the most urgent task now was to find her mother's will as soon as possible.

　　About ten minutes later, Flora found her mother's will as she wished, in a paper bag in the bedroom drawer.

　　"Found it."

　　"Don't you want to confirm it?"

　　"Let me see..."

　　Flora opened the paper bag. She found that the level of education in the other world was not universal, and there were many illiterate people in many towns. Flora's mother could read a few words and write her own will.

　　Flora recognized that it was indeed her mother's handwriting.

　　"To the Archon, my daughter Flora and I will pass away soon. Please donate all our inheritance... Eh?"

　　The contents of the will stunned Flora. She checked it several times and confirmed that she was not wrong. What was written on it was indeed the arrangement after her and Flora's death.

　　"Could it be that... Mother foresaw that guy was going to kill me? That's why..."

　　"In that case, normally I should choose to take you away, right?"

　　Angelica seemed to have expected this and was not surprised at all.

　　"Why...?"

　　"Let me tell you the truth. Someone did want to kill you, but that person was not Rothschild, but your mother."

　　"——?!"

　　"You must want to say that your mother loves you."

　　"Liar... What you mean is..."

　　"It's not what you think. Your mother really loved you. Her intention to kill you is proof of her love. However, for some reason, her love for you has long been distorted."

　　Seeing Flora's puzzled look, Angelica explained indifferently.

　　"After your father abandoned you and your mother, your mother suffered from depression. She always regarded you as a child: a child who needed her protection and could not survive without her. You were fully capable of working and starting a family, but because of her depression, your mother never thought that you could survive without her. At the same time, she had been abandoned by men before, and she refused to accept you falling in love with any man."

　　Angelica took out a piece of herb from her bosom.

　　"Six months ago, your mother had the idea of committing suicide. She used insomnia as an excuse to ask Rothschild for sleeping pills. In order to avoid death, Rothschild only provided a small amount of sleeping pills each time, but he did not expect your mother to secretly hoard all the sleeping pills. According to the amount Rothschild gave each time, it would take about two months to poison a person. Your mother did not have the relevant knowledge, so for the sake of safety, she accumulated six months of sleeping pills, not only to bid farewell to this world, but also to take you...her dearest child with her."

　　"…"

　　"Not long ago, Rothschild discovered your mother's thoughts of committing suicide and had a conversation with her, but failed to persuade her. Your mother was determined to die. During the conversation, Rothschild noticed that your mother was planning to poison her own daughter. After much consideration, Rothschild decided to sneak into your home and steal the sleeping pills."

　　"...You mean, that guy showed up outside our house sneakily?"

　　Angelica nodded expressionlessly.

　　"He didn't go to murder you - he went to save you. Rothschild couldn't cure your mother's depression. He knew that even if your mother survived this, she would still choose to commit suicide soon, so Rothschild finally respected your mother's decision. But you are different. You don't have depression, so there is no need to be buried with her... Rothschild thought so. He sneaked into your home and replaced the sleeping pills your mother gave you with other drugs that looked similar and had no side effects. Since your mother had no knowledge of herbal medicine, she couldn't tell the difference."

　　Angelica slowly walked up to the stunned Flora and took the will from her hand.

　　"Rothschild discovered this will when he was exchanging herbs... He probably stole it because he was worried that you would have a bad impression of your mother after seeing it."

　　"You're lying… I don't understand what you're saying…! My mother… How could she…"

　　Flora took several steps back in disbelief. She didn't even dare to look back at Dr. Rothschild who had died tragically on the bed.

　　But the witch seemed to be chatting about something that had nothing to do with her and had no intention of letting it go.

　　"You have fallen into two misunderstandings. The first misunderstanding is that a mother would not kill her own child, but the thinking logic of people with depression is completely different from that of ordinary people. I have encountered precedents of whole families committing suicide more than once. The second misunderstanding is that you seem to think that doctors can definitely cure the disease."

　　Seeing Flora's surprised expression, Angelica knew that she had unfortunately hit the nail on the head with what she had said.

　　"Unfortunately, this is also wrong. Some diseases cannot be cured from the beginning. It is not because of the doctor's ability or the intentional delay in obtaining more medical fees. Instead, it is because the current medical level cannot support a complete cure. This disease is called a terminal illness and usually occurs in the elderly. Your point of view should be that your mother is still very young, so how could there be an incurable disease? It is 100% the doctor's responsibility... However, your mother's lung atrophy is precisely one of the incurable diseases."

　　"…cough…cough cough cough…!!"

　　Flora grabbed her throat. Everything she saw in front of her eyes gradually became blurred. The air could not flow smoothly into her lungs. She was already gasping for breath while listening to Angelica's narration of the truth.

　　"It's also a hereditary disease. In the end, Dr. Rothschild wanted me to give you the medicine to relieve lung breath... It's really stupid."

　　Flora no longer had the energy to tell whether the witch was talking about her or evaluating Dr. Rothschild. The last thing she saw of the witch was her smiling like a devil.

　　"You said that if I helped you kill Dr. Rothschild, you would give me his soul... Now, it's your turn to pay..."

　　Is it a dying dream?

　　In the dream, Flora clearly saw from a bystander's perspective that Dr. Rothschild and her mother were talking in the clinic.

　　"Ma'am, think about your daughter. There's really no need to do this."

　　"No, doctor, I am tired of life. It is really boring to live. There is nothing worth lingering on in the world."

　　Rothschild tried hard to persuade Flora's mother to give up, but Flora's mother remained unmoved, and finally Dr. Rothschild sighed.

　　"Your daughter will be sad when she buries you."

　　"Doctor, what are you talking about? I would like to ask you to take care of the graves of me and my daughter."

　　"Your daughter? Flora?"

　　"I want to take her with me."

　　"Wait a moment, ma'am, Flora is very healthy and young, she has many good years ahead of her..."

　　"You don't know my daughter. I'm doing this for her own good. She wouldn't be able to survive without me."

　　Flora's mother shook her head. Her tone was unquestionable and left no room for maneuver.

　　Flora looked at everything that was happening in front of her with bitterness, recalling the witch's words in her mind.

　　——It is not Rothschild who wants to kill you, but your mother.

　　——He went to save you.

　　"Mother..."

　　Flora finally knew the truth. She covered her face and knelt on the ground in collapse.

　　What have I done...

　　…

　　"…Huh?"

　　Flora didn't expect that she would have a chance to regain consciousness again. She just felt extremely weak. There was no such a soft bed in her home anymore. Where on earth was this place?

　　"You're awake."

　　A familiar voice came from the side. Sitting next to Flora's bed was someone she couldn't believe: Dr. Rothschild.

　　Rothschild seemed genuinely surprised by Flora's reawakening, as he appeared to be unharmed.

　　"I woke up and found you collapsed in the hallway of my house for some reason... Next to you was this bottle of medicine, which I had entrusted to someone else to pass on to you."

　　Rothschild rubbed his palms like a child who had made a mistake. He carefully checked the things in his house and found that nothing was missing, especially the paper bag where he kept the will left by Flora's mother. Rothschild was worried that Flora would be disappointed with her mother after seeing the contents of the paper.

　　Someone gave Flora some medicine to relieve her bronchitis and saved her in time. Was it Flora's friend who came to visit her yesterday? If so, where did she go?

　　Rothschild was hesitating about how to explain to Flora, but Flora suddenly shed two lines of tears. She covered her face and cried, as if the one who was saved in the end was not Dr. Rothschild, but herself.

　　…

　　The town of Gera is a small town with beautiful mountains and rivers and pleasant scenery. People living here have no worries about food and clothing. Several famous doctors such as Rothschild, who were hired by nobles at high salaries, also settled here.

　　However, people often worry that Dr. Rothschild has reached the age to get married, but has not yet married. When Dr. Rothschild enjoys his old age, who will inherit his mantle?

　　Until one day, the Rothschild family had an apprentice. Her name was Flora. She learned medicine from Dr. Rothschild. After Dr. Rothschild passed away peacefully, she inherited the clinic and passed on Dr. Rothschild's spirit.

　　Flora chose to start a family at the age of 25 and had two sons. The eldest son had a great interest in medicine and took over the clinic at a young age. Because Flora's health was very poor, she could not do strenuous exercise around the age of 50 and had to recuperate for a long time. Her son wanted to diagnose the cause of his mother's illness, but was rejected by Flora.

　　It's not a disease, she said.

　　"I committed a crime when I was young, and this is probably my punishment."

　　"Crime? But I've never heard anyone in town mention it."

　　Flora, who was getting old, smiled and did not answer her son's question. She liked to sit by the window and bask in the warm sunlight. From where Flora was sitting on the reclining chair, if she turned her head slightly, she could see the bustling crowd in the town of Gera.

　　"Are you waiting for someone?"

　　"Why do you think so?"

　　"It's just a feeling. Mother always seems to be waiting for someone. Is it one of her old friends?"

　　"Not really an old friend... I was wondering if that person would come to Gera Town again."

　　Until the end, Flora's son didn't know who his mother was waiting for.

　　Flora really wanted to see the witch again. She felt that she should say thank you to the witch. Since she learned medical skills from Dr. Rothschild, she gradually realized that when doctors face incurable diseases, they are also the suffering parties, rather than the perpetrators.

　　The witch brought the vengeful girl back on track, but the witch never set foot in the town of Gla again until the girl turned into an old woman.

　　She should just be a passerby and have no habit of looking back.

　　…

　　Since there is magic that can kill, it only makes sense that there should be ways to prevent it.

　　Vainglory Sequence 4: Stand-in Doll

　　By sacrificing one's lifespan, a substitute doll is created for a certain person. This substitute doll will bear all damage on behalf of the original owner. If enough money is paid, it is even possible to create a substitute doll with self-awareness that truly believes that it is the original owner. However, this substitute doll has a time limit.

　　The witch extracted Dr. Rothschild's soul and used his lifespan to create a substitute doll that could resist the curse.

After Flora learned the truth, the witch recovered part of Flora's soul as she wished.

　　However, the collected souls become the witch's personal property, and it is the witch's right to use them in any way. The witch's decision to share Flora's life with Rothschild is entirely her personal freedom.

　　When the witch came to Gra Town, she only had a broom and a wand in her hands, and she left with the same thing.

　　"Really... I didn't earn anything at all... Ah, sir, you have the opportunity to communicate face to face with a world-class, no, top-level beauty today. Don't you think this is worth handing over all your property? Please wait, sir, I'm not a liar, please don't call the sheriff--"

　　[Witch TIPS]

　　On the continent, there are a total of 80 discovered magic sequences (excluding inherent magic). According to legend, when one possesses five Sequence Ones, they have the chance to come into contact with a forbidden power known as Eternity.

In later generations, those extraordinary beings who attained immortality were referred to as witches. However, strictly speaking, it is not only females who can succeed—it's just that most of those publicly active as witches happen to be women.

Additionally, after becoming a witch, all magic will no longer occupy sequence slots, although the incantations will remain unchanged.