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

　　"I really can't help you. I'd better talk to you a little more."

　　Angelica hasn't talked to anyone for a while. She doesn't feel lonely living alone in the Misty Mountains. She was indeed more introverted before coming to the other world, but now she has overcome her shortcoming of being bad at socializing.

　　It is true that Angelica is not good at telling stories, but she never lacks sources of stories.

　　…

　　When Ecclesia woke up from her hazy dream, she was still recalling Angelica's narration of her past with the mercenaries. The stories were indeed very attractive, but it was a pity that the ending was not good.

　　Ecclesia didn't remember when she fell asleep. She wanted to sit up, but found that her hands and feet were restrained.

　　"Huh?"

　　Aclecia was surprised to find that her wrists and ankles were tied to the edge of the bed with ropes, forming a huge X. What made Aclecia even more embarrassed was that she was naked.

　　"You're awake, Princess."

　　The witch lady standing beside the bed raised her right hand. The timing was perfect.

　　"Temperance sequence one: full area blockade."

　　Although she couldn't sense what happened, Ecclesia felt that the magic in the room seemed to disappear in an instant. Sequence One was the highest level of magic in the magic sequence. Even Merlin, the most powerful chief court magician of the Kingdom of Pilsen, could only use a few Sequence One magics.

　　Perhaps knowing Ecclesia's doubts, Angelica lowered her right hand and explained.

　　"I added a calculation when the curse takes effect. The global blockade of Temperance Sequence 1 takes precedence over everything else. No magic can be activated instantly. All that can be done is to make the time for magic activation infinitely close to zero. However, even if the global blockade is activated later, its priority is still unique and can interrupt any magic, including the curse. Now the curse on the princess has been interrupted by me."

　　"Thank you so much!"

　　Ecclesia raised her head excitedly, but she immediately saw that the cursed symbol was still proudly holding its head high. Ecclesia was immediately confused. According to the original order of the curse, she should have returned to normal in the early morning.

　　Angelica took off her wizard hat and hung the large magic robe on the hanger. Ecclesia couldn't help but exclaimed. It was not until the witch took off her coat that she realized that Angelica was the type who looked slim in clothes.

　　"Next, I will eliminate the poison and completely disrupt the judgment rules of the curse. If everything goes as expected, the princess will be able to completely return to normal by the evening."

　　"Toxin...? By the way, why did Miss Angelica take off her clothes?"

　　"Because I'm afraid it will get dirty and it's very troublesome to wash."

　　"Get, get dirty?"

　　Angelica rolled up her sleeves and smiled meaningfully, which made Ecclesia shudder.

　　A few minutes later, Slude, who was guarding outside the door and had actually begun to doze off, was awakened.

　　Angelica poked her head out through the crack in the door with a helpless look on her face.

　　"Don't sleep, perverted elf, I need your help."

　　"I'm not a perverted elf! My name is Slude!"

　　"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I want you to find a bucket."

　　"Bucket? You mean... a wooden bucket for water?"

　　"Your ability to understand is not even as good as a goblin's toes?"

　　"Guuu... This kind of humiliation... My body is getting hot... No! What do you need a bucket for?"

　　Slude was confused. The walls of the room seemed to be protected by a soundproof barrier set up by the witch, so Slude had no idea what was happening in the princess's boudoir.

　　"I'm detoxifying the princess. If it gets all over the room, it will be troublesome to clean up later."

　　While thinking about Angelica's answer, Slud ran to get a bucket for the witch lady.

　　Since a bucket is needed, it must contain liquid...

　　No way!

　　Angelica got the bucket and closed the bedroom door, but Slude outside had already had a shocking answer.

　　As expected of a princess! She actually needs a bucket!

　　After a while, the merciless witch poked her head out again.

　　"Not enough. More... Just give me ten buckets to save me the trouble."

　　My dear princess, please hold on.

　　While Slud envied Angelica, he also prayed for Ecclesia's health.

　　Hope everyone is okay.

8 Ecclesia, the Hero of Healing

　　It was not until the evening that the witch dressed and left the princess's boudoir. Even though sleep was not a necessity for Angelica, she couldn't help but look tired after tossing and turning for most of the day.

　　Slude came forward excitedly.

　　"My lady princess is still alive?"

　　"Of course, I came here to save her. The curse has been lifted."

　　"Several buckets of water…! Princess, you are so intimidating!"

　　"I don't really understand what you're so excited about. Anyway, I'll leave it to you to deal with it afterwards. My suggestion is to throw it away. It's not worth much anyway."

　　"How can you just dump it out!"

　　Overly excited, Slude suddenly raised his voice.

　　"It's impossible for girls to be with each other, but maybe...!"

　　"…What are you talking about?"

　　"Eh? Didn't the princess say that she has the ability to make girls have royal blood?"

　　"That's true, but I said the curse was lifted."

　　"But in the bucket..."

　　"There's blood in it."

　　Angelica answered without hesitation.

　　"Bloodletting is an ignorant treatment method used by ancient humans who did not understand medicine, but it is not completely useless. I used magic to speed up the princess's blood circulation and exchanged a large amount of blood for her. After this treatment, the curse can no longer affect the princess. Her curse has been lifted by me. By the way, you are really a perverted elf. You actually think..."

　　"I, I'm not a perverted elf! The book clearly says that the princess should be given plenty of food!"

　　"What kind of books do you usually read?"

　　Angelica sincerely felt that this perverted elf was truly hopeless. Was it really okay for the Kingdom of Pilsen to entrust her with the future chief magician of the court?

　　But Angelica didn't care what would happen to the Kingdom of Pilsen. She simply told Slude a few words and then regarded Ecclesia as having just recovered from a long illness and just needed to recuperate with supplies. The royal family had no shortage of supplies.

　　The witch did not plan to stay in the Kingdom of Pilsen for too long. She went around to the top of the royal city. The evening wind whistled and blew the royal flag on the castle. On the top of the castle stood a white-haired old man, looking down at the entire royal capital.

　　"The curse is done, stupid disciple."

　　"Thanks to my teacher, otherwise I would have left this world with regrets."

　　Merlin stroked his long white beard. He knew that with Angelica around, the curse on the princess would be perfectly resolved.

　　"You are still alive today because of the power of the Healing Hero. The inherent magic that was cast on you, my stupid disciple, has extended your life to over ninety years old."

　　"As expected, nothing can be hidden from you, teacher."

　　Merlin admitted with a smile. The so-called inherent magic is a general term for magic that does not belong to the magic sequence. There is no limit on the number of people who can learn it and most of the effects are constant, and it is impossible to climb to a higher sequence and strengthen.

　　"It is said that thousands of years ago, seven heroes defeated the God of Hell, and since then the God of Hell has been sleeping under the earth. However, the God of Hell left a prophecy that he will come back again, and the sign of his return is the curse imposed on the descendants of the seven heroes. The contemporary "healing" hero is Princess Ecclesia."

　　Since Ecclesia has been cursed, it means that Hades may be about to revive again.

　　"I'm not interested in Hades or heroes."

　　Angelica curled her lips. She knew the legend about the God of Hell and the seven heroes, and she also knew that the legend was true. But even if the God of Hell wanted to revive and destroy the world, it had nothing to do with the "black" witch. Witches never had the responsibility and obligation to save the world.

　　But then again, the title of "Healing" Hero... Never mind, Princess Ecclesia is a genuine beauty, there's no need to overthink it.

　　"I am old now, and I don't have much time left. I don't have enough time to master the Projection Sequence 2 space jump. With my old bones, I am afraid I can't find the descendants of the other six heroes."

　　"When it comes to old bones, I have more say, right?"

　　"I don't think so. Since the last time we met forty-nine years ago, you have only changed in one way: you have become more beautiful."

　　"Don't give me that."

　　Angelica walked over to Merlin and together they looked out at the capital under the sunset. The capital of Pilsen was thriving under the governance of King Andrew, and it was indeed a grand scene with thousands of lights on.

　　"If I become more beautiful again, it might cause a war. I am quite surprised that you still remember the exact time, which was forty-nine years ago."

　　"To be more specific, it was forty-nine years, seven months, five days, and fourteen hours..."

　　"Alright, alright, enough is enough. So you want me to find the descendants of the other six heroes for you? I refuse. Staying at home suits me better. The destruction of the world has nothing to do with me. It's better to just destroy it quickly."

　　Merlin looked troubled, but he understood his teacher and knew that Angelica didn't like to do these troublesome things. The witch was immortal, so it was hard to say whether she had too much attachment to the mortal world. In Angelica's opinion, she had probably lived enough.

　　"The famous "black" witch actually disdains to keep her promise?"

　　"I don't remember ever saying yes."

　　"Yes. Teacher, you promised me that when I become the chief magician of the kingdom's court, you would grant me a request."

　　"I am not..."

　　Angelica frowned and tried to retort, but was met with Merlin's sly smile.

　　She suddenly realized something. Merlin never said that his request was to help Princess Ecclesia remove the curse. It was just Angelica's wishful thinking. Originally, Angelica couldn't be calculated so easily. Unfortunately, she stayed at home for too long, and her brain seemed a little rigid.

　　"When we first met, you were still such a good kid, but now you have learned to scheme against your teacher."

　　Angelica gestured at her chest. Merlin is getting less and less lovable as he gets older. He was a young boy who would blush and speak incoherently when he first met a beautiful girl, but he gradually became a pervert as time went by.

　　"Haha... This is probably the last time I plot against the teacher. Besides, isn't the teacher also plotting against me? He said that if I become the chief magician of the kingdom's court, he will agree to my request."

　　Angelica did promise, but now Merlin knew that this was not Angelica's original intention.

　　Sometimes Merlin would feel that Angelica was a heartless witch for telling him the truth in such a cruel way.

　　To become the chief magician of the kingdom's court one must possess extraordinary qualifications, and Merlin just happened to have them.

　　At the same time, because Merlin is a genius, he is constantly studying magic to become the chief magician of the kingdom's court, and he knows the distance between himself and the witch better than anyone else.

　　The young man who once longed to bring happiness to the witch has now become gray-haired, but the witch, who is both ageless and immortal, still looks beautiful.

　　[Witch TIPS]

　　The ageless and immortal witch used to be a very gentle person.

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　　"Okay, there's really nothing I can do about you, so your request is that you ask me to find the descendants of the other six heroes?"

　　After receiving a positive response from Merlin, Angelica tilted her head.

　　"I can't guarantee that I can find it. It has been passed down for thousands of years, and perhaps the bloodlines of some heroes have been cut off long ago."

　　Over the past thousand years, Angelica has witnessed the fall of countless empires and the extinction of countless hegemonic families. People like the "Healing" hero Ecclesia whose family tree can be traced back thousands of years are rare in the entire continent.

　　"How do you know if you don't look for it?"

　　"I will do my best. Don't count on me when you are at your wits' end. The power of the Healing Hero has always been preserved in the Pilsen Kingdom. I remember that the dynasty has changed hands several times, but they have always been great nobles. The descendants of the other six heroes were not so lucky."

　　The "Yu" Brave was not the only one of the first seven heroes who became nobles after achieving success. However, as time goes by, it seems that only the "Yu" Brave's lineage is now noble. Some of the descendants of the other few became kings, but were eventually overthrown.

　　"...You chose the Kingdom of Pilsen and became the chief magician of the court. Did you foresee this day coming?"

　　"I don't deny it. But I was very young at the time, and I was more attracted by the inherent magic of the "Healing" Hero, who could extend people's lifespan. Unfortunately, I later realized that even with the extended life, I could not achieve my original goal. During my stay in the Kingdom of Pilsen, I fell in love with this country."

　　Merlin recalled every detail of his life in the Kingdom of Pilsen. Under the sunset, the royal city was as peaceful and ordinary as ever. However, for Merlin, who had not much time left, he would rather watch the scenery of the royal city than rest in the castle.

　　The Kingdom of Pilsen has become Merlin's second home, and the people here have a very high degree of identification with him.

　　No one can guarantee whether the resurrection of Hades will cause disaster to the continent. If possible, Merlin will not entrust his fate to a young girl. He watched Ecclesia be born and watched her grow up. He knew very well that Ecclesia was a flower in a greenhouse, but his time was really running out. It was highly likely that he would not be able to hold on until the resurrection of Hades.

　　There have been many famous magicians in history who have not been able to overcome the test of time.

　　"Can I ask the teacher a question?"

　　"Go ahead."

"How much time do I have left?"

　　"Five years."

　　"Five years?"

　　Merlin was extremely surprised. He was not a mediocre person and had a clear understanding of his physical condition. It was absolutely impossible for it to last five years.

"Impossible, I..."

　　"Five years."

　　Angelica repeated it firmly, she didn't want to say it a third time.

　　Merlin touched his chin angrily, calmed down and thought carefully. He probably understood what the teacher meant.

　　"I see. Can you please come to Pilsen Kingdom again when the time comes?"

　　"... Let's see what the situation is. What if it's really far away?"

　　Angelica raised the wand in her hand.

　　"I have to go now."

　　"Will you feel lonely when you travel alone?"

　　"The graves of my old friends are scattered all over the continent, so I won't feel lonely wherever I go. Take care of yourself, stupid disciple."

　　"You are... Please take care of yourself in the future."

　　Merlin looked at the "black" witch sincerely. The old Merlin's eyes were a little cloudy. He tried hard to open his eyes wide, as if he wanted to remember forever the time when the witch stagnated here.

　　At some point, Merlin grew from having to look up at the witch to a time when the witch was only as tall as his shoulders. Decades passed, and the witch hadn't changed at all. The only one who was hurriedly passed away by time was the Flower Magician.

　　The witch chanted a space warp and jumped away, leaving a refreshing fragrance in the air as proof of the witch's existence.

　　If nothing unexpected happens, this will probably be the last time we meet.

　　"Merlin, Lord."

　　Merlin had just fallen into his memories when King Andrew came up to him in person.

　　"Oh, your majesty, the princess' curse should be broken."

　　"The maid has just confirmed that there is no trace of the curse on my daughter. I would like to thank the Black Witch for her help. Sir Merlin, do you know where she went?"

　　"It's rare... the teacher didn't ask for payment."

　　"Did the Black Witch leave?"

　　Merlin nodded in acknowledgement, then smiled and teased.

　　"Don't think she's a helpful person. I guess she forgot. If she remembered, she wouldn't feel the slightest bit of guilt for emptying the vault."

　　King Andrew sighed. He would remember Angelica's kindness. However, based on Merlin's understanding of Angelica, out of face concerns, Angelica probably would not come back to ask for compensation. Anyway, she had plenty of ways to make money.

　　After readjusting his mood, King Andrew invited Merlin.

　　"I am planning to hold a banquet tonight to celebrate my beloved daughter's removal of the curse. What do you think, Lord Merlin?"

　　"As for me...I'll just forget it."

　　Merlin waved his hand, still staring at where Angelica had left.

　　Although the fact that Ecclesia was cursed was not made public, the nobles never needed a special excuse to hold a banquet, and enjoyment was always an indispensable part of the nobles' lives.

　　"Well, how about I ask the servants to bring the cakes and tea here?"

　　"oh?"

　　"If you have something on your mind, Lord Merlin, I don't mind being the one to confide in."

　　The people of the Kingdom of Pilsen have always been curious about why Merlin, the flower magician, never married. This was also a question King Andrew once wondered - now, he knows the answer.

　　If a person has something in his heart, it is normal to wait for an impeccable ending. Just as Andrew is unwilling to give up his wife, he has a family composed of impeccable love, so he can understand Merlin.

　　Once upon a time, Merlin could always be the protagonist at the banquet, and the suave flower magician could always make the ladies at the banquet smile comfortably. There is no doubt that Merlin is not an ascetic, and there is only one reason for his choice: the position he expects will only be a specific person, and even if there is no response in the end, he will not let anyone replace him.

　　In Merlin's opinion, a marriage that is just for the sake of getting by is disrespectful to the other party. Besides, there is no one who can replace them, and there never has been.

　　The magician, understanding the king's good intentions, laughed heartily, as if he had returned to his ignorant days in the past.

　　"If His Majesty the King does not mind boring past events, then there is no harm in talking about them."

　　The old magician watched over the kingdom he was loyal to. He was in high spirits and told the king the unknown past in his old voice.

　　"When I first met the teacher, I was only as high as her chest—"