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

Some countries on the continent have associations that specifically issue commissions to people who master magic and are willing to use magic to contribute their strength. People usually use names such as the Adventurer's Association to describe it, but in fact, the Adventurer's Associations of different countries rarely communicate with each other, and there are no poster girls who look exactly the same everywhere.

　　However, some small countries do not have Adventurer's Guilds, so even if you are a great witch, you naturally cannot earn travel expenses without a way to accept commissions.

　　"Hello."

　　"...?"

　　In Leo Village, a young man facing the yellow earth stopped walking. On his back was a heavy load that was not suitable for a young man. He couldn't even raise his head to see who called him. Judging from the voice, it was a girl... wearing a very heavy wizard robe, and very neat boots, and a broom...?

　　"Are you calling me?"

　　"Um, can I ask if there is an Adventurer's Guild in the village ahead?"

　　"No. You are..."

　　"A traveler can be found everywhere. I am planning to go to the distant Kingdom of Radeboyle, but I am a little short of money. If you are willing to help me, I will not forget this favor for five minutes."

　　"Only, only five minutes?!"

　　"I do think it's a bit too long, how about three minutes?"

　　"It's not a matter of time. And why is it getting shorter..."

　　If he hadn't been carrying a heavy load, the boy would have really wanted to get a better look at this foreign traveler. How could someone be so self-satisfied and take it for granted?

　　The boy didn't deny that the girl's voice was indeed very nice, but he had no spare money and no time to waste.

　　"The village ahead is Leo. Although there is no Adventurer's Guild, I have the impression that they never prohibit outside vendors. If you have something valuable, you won't attract the Archon if you sell it in Leo."

　　"Well, all right then."

　　After a brief exchange, the witch Angelica passed by the boy carrying a heavy load. As for why the boy had to do hard labor at such a young age, Angelica was not very interested. Many countries explicitly prohibit the employment of child labor, but farmers often have several children in their families, and it is very common for them to go out to work to supplement the family income.

　　Angelica didn't take it to heart, she was more concerned about her next plan. According to Angelica's memory, among the remaining six heroes, the first generation of "art" heroes also chose to establish a country, but fate was unpredictable, and the dynasty of the descendants of the "art" heroes was overthrown. However, if you want to find the descendants of the "art" heroes, going to the Kingdom of Radeboyle in person to witness it is the most likely possibility to find out their whereabouts.

　　Angelica could of course choose to teleport there, but the prices of hotels in big cities were very high, so she had to find a way to raise enough money for accommodation. It is worth mentioning that although Angelica was currently short of money, she was not the type to be frugal and on the contrary, she had enough confidence in squandering money.

　　"It's really impossible... It's time to reveal the secrets of the great witch's private collection!"

　　Angelica pulled out a crystal ball from her bosom like a magic trick. It was the loot she got from a theft...adventure a long time ago.

　　After a while, the villagers of Leo Village were surprised to find a beautiful girl they had never seen before appeared on the village street. She was sitting on a rock with a crystal ball in her hand, and there were beautiful words left by her on the ground.

　　Predict the future! Tell you what will happen in seven days!

　　The magic crystal ball that Angelica got is a magic prop for prophecy. It has many limitations and can only predict what will happen to a person seven days later. But it is definitely enough to make money without thinking.

　　The villagers were whispering around the witch. Who could resist the temptation of predicting the future?

　　The first person to break the silence was a middle-aged woman.

　　"Can you really predict the future?"

　　"Yes, your fate seven days from now is all in the crystal ball."

　　"Okay, please predict it for me."

　　The middle-aged woman put her hand on the crystal ball, but she saw nothing.

　　"There are results."

　　"Can't I see it? Could it be that I'm lying?"

　　"...You have a son?"

　　The middle-aged woman was stunned, and the people around her all admitted that Angelica was not a resident of Leo Village. If there was such a beautiful girl in Leo Village, the door would have been trampled by marriage proposals. And if outsiders knew such inside information, the result would only be that she really had the magic to predict the future.

　　"And then there is a very precious vase."

　　"Yes, it's a gift from my husband."

　　When the vase was mentioned, the middle-aged woman immediately showed a smug look on her face. The vase was very valuable and she had always valued it. Whenever she chatted about gossip, she couldn't help but brag about her vase. In the other world, there was no such thing as a sky-high bride price. Instead, the woman's family often had to prepare a dowry. However, the middle-aged woman's marriage was a gift from her husband, so she naturally had the capital to show off when chatting.

　　"Oh, I'm so sorry. Seven days later your son broke your vase and it shattered into pieces."

　　"W-what?!"

　　The middle-aged woman's voice suddenly became shrill, and the other women laughed in glee, making the key woman blush. She glared at Angelica fiercely, threw down a coin that was less than half of the originally agreed price, and left without looking back.

　　The second person who followed was a greasy businessman with a big belly, who put his hand on the crystal ball.

　　"Give me a prediction too. Will I be able to make a lot of money in seven days?"

　　"Sir, I can only predict the future on the seventh day. If nothing happens on the seventh day, what I predict will be an ordinary daily life."

　　"You mean it wasn't predicted?"

　　"Yes, you have a beautiful wife and a large house with many servants. And you often go out for business."

　　The businessman smiled and nodded. His life was something that many common people would envy. Apart from not having a noble title, he had everything, including property, a perfect family, and status.

　　"Then I suggest you remember to take the stick with you when you go home in seven days."

　　"Why?"

　　"Because you cannot break your servant's legs without a stick."

　　"I look so violent... Wait a minute, what do you mean?"

　　The businessman suddenly reacted and his face was shaking with anger.

　　The witch winked playfully and even made a scissors gesture.

　　"Two servants."

　　"Puff, cough, cough—"

　　The merchant, who was almost angry to the point of vomiting blood, didn't pay the witch a penny and left angrily.

　　The villagers who were watching looked at each other in bewilderment, and the witch waved her hand with a bright smile.

　　"Next person, please! Eh? No next person?"

　　Miss Witch's plan to predict the future ended in failure. In the end, only a few people came to predict the future, which was barely enough for Angelica to pay for the hotel.

　　"Alas... I should have known that the prophet would not be able to do this..."

　　The witch sitting on the stone sighed. She originally thought that being a prophet was just a high-risk profession - after all, she died first every time she was a prophet before she traveled through time. However, Angelica did not expect that a prophet would have trouble even filling his stomach.

　　What should I do next? Angelica was feeling depressed, and at this moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

　　It was the young man who had asked for directions just now. He was still carrying the heavy load. Compared with before, the young man was sweating profusely with every step he took, and his not-so-strong body was shaking.

　　Eventually, the boy fainted due to exhaustion.

　　When he woke up, he found himself under the shade of a tree. Although he felt a little dizzy, he remembered that he had fainted on the way.

　　"Hello? Hi? Which one is this? Do you recognize me?"

　　"...Thank you very much for saving me. Thanks to you, my brain is still fine."

　　The boy got up and looked at Angelica with a depressed look on his face.

　　After seeing the beauty of the witch, the young man was stunned for a moment. If he were to describe it, it would be that he must have saved the world in his previous life to have the chance to marry her.

　　Of course, this is limited to appearance.

　　"Goods... My goods are in..."

　　"I delivered it for you. There was flour in the bag, so it was easy to tell it was a bakery."

　　The boy was confused by this, because the first impression of Angelica was easily associated with the word spoiled, and he could hardly imagine how Angelica could carry several bags of flour.

　　"I know some magic, flour and the like are not a problem for me."

　　"I see... But I have nothing to repay you. I know you need money, but I need it urgently."

　　The boy took the opportunity to rest under the shade of the tree and chatted a little more with the witch who had nothing to do.

　　The boy's name was Samuel, a local resident of Leo Village. He had a sister two years younger than him. As for the rest of the family, Samuel was reluctant to talk about it. Angelica's curiosity was not so strong that she needed to get to the bottom of everything. Every family has its own problems.

　　"Give."

　　Samuel looked at the bread and water handed to him by the witch, not knowing how to react.

　　"You fainted because you were hungry. You haven't eaten for a while, right? There are still many wounds on your body from being beaten. Have you been fighting with anyone recently? I don't have much savings in my pocket, but I still have enough money for a piece of bread and water."

　　"H-How do you know?"

　　"I checked your body when I was bored."

　　Samuel scratched the back of his head. He felt somewhat embarrassed that his body was seen by a girl he was not very familiar with.

　　"Your reaction isn't as cute as Merlin's."

　　"Merlin? The flower magician of the Kingdom of Pilsen?"

　　"Well, his fame has spread so far."

　　Angelica made a simple comparison between Samuel and Merlin. When Merlin was still Samuel's age, he felt embarrassed when Angelica saw his body. Later, he became more and more perverted. It's really unpredictable.

　　"Are you the apprentice of the famous Flower Magician? I heard people in the village gossiping on the way. They said that a magician came to the village and seemed to be making some predictions."

　　"Yes, I'm using the magic crystal ball to predict the future and make money, but the people in your village don't really cooperate with me."

　　Angelica told Samuel everything that had happened. During the process, Samuel's expression was as rich as his sweaty face.

　　"Of course you can't make money with this method, but you should at least say something nice."

　　"Humph, do you think I'm the kind of charlatan who's out to get money? The prophecy is real, and it will definitely happen. I'm just telling the truth. It's their problem if they can't accept it. No matter how you think about it, it's not my fault."

　　Angelica said seriously that she was indeed making money, but the predictions of the magic crystal ball had many limitations, but there was one thing that was 100% certain.

　　"The predictions in the crystal ball are bound to come true. I predicted that a woman's child would break her vase. After she returned home, she would definitely protect the vase more. Nothing would work. On the seventh day, her child would definitely break the vase. It was nothing more than a pure accident turning into a momentary negligence due to overprotection. I predicted that a businessman's wife and a servant had an improper relationship. After the businessman returned home, he would definitely question his wife and servant, but he would not be able to produce evidence for a while... Then on the seventh day, it would go from being an accidental encounter to the wife's final indulgence before breaking up with the servant because she was worried that the matter would be leaked."

　　"Really? This is too..."

　　"If you don't believe me, come and try it. Don't worry, I won't charge you any money."

　　Anyway, most of the prophecies were bad, and few were willing to pay. The witch put the crystal ball in Samuel's hand as if she was angry.

　　Samuel did not refuse. He was also curious about predicting the future.

　　However, when Miss Witch saw the changes in the crystal ball, she uttered an "Oh!" sound and her expression became strange.

　　"What's wrong? Is it a strange future?"

　　"Nothing. Your future as shown in the crystal ball is completely dark."

　　"Has my future become unpredictable?"

　　"You have a talent for writing novels."

　　Angelica commented unhappily that if Samuel's future were in the bard's story, even if he wasn't the protagonist, he would still be an important figure. Everyone else could predict their future normally, but one person's future was dark and unpredictable.

　　But reality is always extremely cruel.

　　"Contrary to what you might think, I said the crystal ball's predictions would not be wrong."

　　"Then why do you say you can't see anything?"

　　"Because you don't have a seventh-day future."

　　"There is no seventh day..