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

　　Such strange rumors are circulating in the Boppard Parish in the Rhine Confederation.

　　It is said that in the Misty Mountains within the parish territory lives an ageless and undead witch who raises countless evil monsters. Not only that, anyone who dares to approach the witch's house will be cursed mercilessly by the witch. Every naughty boy who grew up in the Boppard Parish has heard such threats from his mother.

　　If you don't obey me, I will send you to the Misty Mountains and let the witch turn you into a girl!

　　Naughty boys are often intimidated by their mothers and behave themselves - although there are some cases where they are so surprised that they scream "Is there such a good thing?!" and are beaten up, but in short, witches are such existences that people try to avoid them, and no resident living in the Boppard Parish will take the initiative to approach the Misty Mountains.

　　Only strangers from far away dare to climb the Misty Mountains.

　　"Hey...!"

　　Accompanied by the angry shout of the girl dressed as a ranger, a group of frightened blue slimes fled into the depths of the forest. The warm sunlight shone through the gaps between the swaying leaves onto the girl's beautiful face like a fairy. She let out a long sigh, retracted her recurve bow, and subconsciously wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

　　Soon the girl put down her right hand, looking distressedly at the leather glove that had dissolved in the battle, revealing her fair skin on the back of her hand. On the way up the mountain, the girl was attacked by countless monsters, most of which were low-level monsters such as slimes and tentacle monsters that sprayed mucus.

　　But they are super strong!

　　The small monster that should have been able to be killed with eyes closed was inexplicably strong. As she approached the top of the mountain, the girl felt that her magic power was about to burn out.

　　Come on, Slud! The fate of the kingdom rests on your shoulders!

　　Slude encouraged herself in her heart. She passed through the last forest and came to the top of the Misty Mountains. The scenery in front of her suddenly became clear, like a paradise. There was a simple wooden house next to the seemingly randomly cultivated St. John's wort and alpine poppies, and there were small fields around it where fresh vegetables were grown.

　　As if he had anticipated someone's visit, Slude was still marveling at the scenery of birdsong and flowers on the mountain when the door of the cabin was pushed open.

　　A beautiful girl with hair as black as the eternal night walked out of the cabin. Her delicate features were impeccable and her eyes were as dazzling as pearls, but for some reason she gave off the lazy and decadent aura of a social loser.

　　"I didn't expect someone to come visit today... It's a stranger I met for the first time."

　　A sweet voice like a lark floated over, but Slude's reaction was to be stunned.

　　"Girl...girl?!"

　　"Isn't this a matter of course? What else do you think it would be?"

　　"Master clearly said that the orcs who live in the Misty Mountains have strong body odor and laugh obscenely when they see cute girls!"

　　"ha?"

　　The outside world's impression of witches is indeed rather strange. After all, there are no more than ten witches in the entire continent, and very few people have actually seen a witch. Many people's stereotype of witches is that of an old witch with a large hooked nose covered with pimples and a "hehehe" laugh brewing potions under dim lights.

　　That's why it was said that they were orcs with strong body odor.

　　"No, I'm not. I'm a witch, the "Black" witch Angelica. And Miss Elf, you seem to have a serious misunderstanding about orcs. Orcs are a monogamous race with their own culture and clan system. They are not the barbarians who rely on their lower body to control their desires as you imagine."

　　With blond hair, blue eyes and pointed ears, Slud's appearance is undoubtedly a typical feature of the elves. Since when, the elves have had a strange prejudice against orcs, thinking that orcs are shameless and vulgar barbarians.

　　"Really?"

　　"To paraphrase the orcs..."

　　Angelica cleared her throat, imitating the orc's tone.

　　"You pointy-eared orcs always throw dirty water on us orcs. I think you are all as skinny as bamboo poles. You have no muscles. That's why we look down on you! ... This is their true attitude towards elves."

　　Angelica had an orc friend who read the best-selling novel "Orc Slave and Elf Queen" among the elves. He was so angry at the despicable and shameless image of the orcs in the novel that he had a stroke. Then his eyes turned black and he saw the soul of his ancestors.

　　"How could it be... I was so looking forward to it..."

　　Angelica seemed to hear the sound of a girl's heart breaking, although she felt that Slude's girlish heart sprouted in a strange place.

　　"Obviously, the Misty Mountains are filled with monsters that can dissolve girls' clothes."

　　"Well, they are mutant monsters that I bred. They don't kill people but can scare away boring invaders. Isn't that just right?"

　　As a traveler from another planet, Angelica has not developed a bloodthirsty habit even after spending a long time in this world and becoming a witch. Slimes are a very common monster on the continent. They move slowly and have low lethality. They also have a certain immunity to physical attacks, making them suitable training objects for novice magicians. Angelica strengthened them to a strength that is enough to intercept weak magicians. With the help of the fog that disrupts the sense of direction, Angelica was able to live in seclusion in the Misty Mountains for a long time.

　　By the way, cold slime is a very refreshing food.

　　"You must have been deceived by your master. I want to know which guy is ruining my reputation."

　　"Well... I have a token from my master here."

　　Slude swept away the haze of loss and took out the intact specimen from his arms: a purple iris was sandwiched in the transparent box, and it is said that its flower language represents hope.

　　Slude remembered that his master said that if he showed the flower specimen to the person he was looking for, she would understand his identity.

　　"Flower...? Are you Merlin's apprentice? He's still alive."

　　"I'm so sorry, although Master is indeed a bit old..."

　　"According to human age standards, he should be around eighty...ninety? Anyway, the last time I saw him was fifty years ago. I see, if you are Merlin's apprentice, then everything can be explained."

　　After all, he was the disciple of that masochist disciple, so it was normal for him to have some strange habits. It was very rare for an elf to become a disciple of a human, but Angelica judged that Slude should be a half-elf, a hybrid of human and elf. Half-elves inherited the beauty of elf blood, and were close to the secular world like humans, and most of them lived in human territory.

　　Since he was Merlin's disciple, Angelica temporarily gave up the idea of expelling him and continued to stay at home.

　　"He wouldn't come to me without any serious trouble. Tell me why you're here. I'd like to hear it."

　　"Ahem, the story begins a long time ago—"

　　"Speak within ten seconds or I'll turn you into a pig."

　　"Really? That's too much, but I'm actually a little bit looking forward to it. No, the thing is, the princess of our country was cursed and turned into a boy for some reason. No one can do anything about it. Please lend a hand!"

　　"Becoming a man? Impossible."

　　Angelica's first reaction was that this was absolutely impossible, and if she could become a man she would have done it long ago.

　　Maybe someone would say that being a fragrant and soft beautiful girl is nothing to be dissatisfied with. Angelica can only say that this idea is so naive. When you have a relative who has been visiting you regularly for thousands of years, you will know how wrong it is. It is difficult to keep a peaceful state of mind.

　　"There is no magic that can change gender in the sequence... Could it be that someone has developed a new inherent magic?"

　　"Master said that the princess was cursed. Strictly speaking, she didn't completely turn into a boy. She was normal during the day, but the curse took effect at night. And only the lower half of her body changed."

　　"That's even worse."

　　"Yes. So His Majesty is very distressed now. The princess is His Majesty's only daughter and the heir to the kingdom. Unfortunately, there is no way to seek help publicly for this curse because it concerns the princess's reputation... Master is the chief magician of the court of the Kingdom of Pilsen. He recommends someone who can solve the princess's curse."

　　Slude's eyes fell on Angelica.

　　"It's you - the orc with the strong body odor from the Misty Mountains!"

　　"I'm a witch! I told you I'm not... You elves who have strange prejudices against orcs are really troublesome! Gluttony Sequence 8: Fantasy Costume."

　　There are nine magics in each sequence, from sequence one to sequence nine. The lower the sequence, the rarer the magic is and the more powerful the effect is.

　　The sequence number also limits the number of people who can learn that magic at the same time. For example, Sequence 9, the most basic magic, has the most people who can learn it, and the number is 9*9*9*9*9*9*9*9*9. To be specific, it is... you can figure it out yourself. Similarly, for Sequence 2 magic, the number of people who can learn it at the same time is only 2*2, which means four people can learn it. If the number is full, no matter what you do, you can't get promoted.

　　After a short chant, Angelica's body was enveloped in holy light, like that of a magical girl transforming.

　　After a few seconds, the holy light dissipated, and Angelica changed into a large wizard hat and black magic robe. There were starry sky patterns on both sides of the robe under the brim of the hat, and a red gem in the middle of the belt around her waist. There were several flasks hanging on the left side filled with strange unknown liquids. However, there was dust on the tip of the hat and the purple bow tie at the collar, and it seemed that she hadn't worn this outfit for some time.

　　At the same time, Angelica held a magic wand and a broom in her hands - they were not two props, they were integrated into one. The end of the broom was bent into a crescent shape, with scarlet agate floating in the middle, just like a magic wand with permanent high-strength magic power.

　　People always believe that witches fly in the sky on broomsticks, but Angelica is not very comfortable sitting sideways on a broomstick, let alone sitting astride it. In fact, the principle of the so-called flying broomstick is not much different from the Apus sequence six levitation technique, and other witches don't ride broomsticks very often.

　　Under the magic robe is a thin black silk stocking with spider pattern print. It is obviously a different world similar to medieval sword and magic, but the stockings are of ridiculously high quality. At first, Angelica was a little resistant when she came to the different world, but later she gradually compromised. This is definitely not because she awakened her inner femininity, but because the quality is really high and it is quite comfortable to wear.

　　Anyway, this outfit basically makes the word "witch" written all over her face, so Slude had to believe it.

　　"You believe it now, right? So your specific purpose is to hope that I can cure the curse of the Princess of the Kingdom of Pilsen... I don't really want to go..."

　　"For the princess, I am willing to pay any price! Even if I have to be a slave or a breeding ground for tentacle monsters, it doesn't matter!"

　　What a touching loyalty... If you ignore Slude's rosy face and expectant eyes, Angelica will definitely say so.

　　Angelica held up two fingers expressionlessly.

　　"First, even though I think it's troublesome, I will still go because I promised that stupid disciple that if he could become a national court magician, I would agree to one of his requests. Second, the tentacle monsters are asexually reproducing monsters. When fighting, they will indeed wrap around the enemy's limbs and dissolve the enemy's clothes with mucus. However, that is just a means to restrict the enemy and destroy the opponent's armor. There is no other intention."

　　"Woo…"

　　The girlish heart that Slude had worked so hard to piece together was shattered once again.

"There is no time to lose, let's set off now."

　　"It will take about a month to get to the Kingdom of Pilsen from the Misty Mountains. Don't you need to pack your luggage? Or put on some makeup?"

　　The fastest means of transportation on the continent are domesticated griffins and wyverns, which have the ability to maintain high-speed flight in a stormy environment. However, griffins and wyverns can only be used within a country. Flying to another country's territory without authorization can easily cause unrest. Almost no country is willing to issue flight permits to its neighbors. Allowing the shooting down of UFOs in the air is an unwritten rule between countries.

The means of transportation used by Slude is the velociraptor, a short and powerful creature that can trek on land and adapt to terrains such as mountains and deserts. The only drawback is that it is very bumpy when moving quickly, so it is not popular among ladies.

　　In Slud's bag there was enough money given by King Pilsen to hire the most expensive velociraptor.

　　"Makeup... no need. Even without makeup, I have the confidence to overwhelm all the beauties in the Kingdom of Pilsen. The real question is whether to wear a veil."

　　Angelica lived alone, so she naturally didn't need to wear makeup. Slude was very upset when she heard Angelica say that, but even though she had the blood of elves, who were famous for their beauty, she had to admit that the witch lady without makeup had the capital to be proud of the Pilsen Kingdom.

　　"Besides, I've long been accustomed to the days of being accompanied by cola, so I plan to finish it within a day and go home to sleep. Even though we have developed cola in civilization, it is still stuck in the Middle Ages. I miss the days when I could go online, although I almost forgot what a computer looks like——"

　　Angelica muttered to herself as she used the broom in her hand to draw a circle on the lawn that enclosed both her and Slude.

　　Slude was full of doubts. Cola? Computer? What were those? And even if he rode a griffin, he couldn't travel from the Misty Mountains to the Kingdom of Pilsen in one day. Unless...

　　The lazy witch held up her wand and began to chant softly.

　　"The Kingdom of Pilsen... The capital of Pilsen... Coordinates N11°4′, E5°14′. Projection sequence 2, space jump."