So I Became a Witch and Started Doing Daily Quests

Chapter 155: The Pure White Witch, Janna

Seeing the fleeting sly smile flash across Janna’s face, Maro Heigel suddenly realized that, compared to the gentle, modest, and understanding image of the “Pure White Witch” she had back at the academy, Janna was gradually revealing another side of herself under the constant pressure of battle in the secret realm.

Completely calm, absolutely rational, emotionally detached—yet uncommonly powerful.

Moreover, beneath the seemingly “pure white” exterior, there was even a trace of sly cunning.

This was a side of Janna that Maro Heigel had never encountered before, and for the first time, he felt that this was the most real version of her.

Like a flawless rose in a painting, suddenly touched by light and shadow.

And it was precisely these shifting lights and shadows that built a more authentic image.

At this moment, completely unaware of Maro Heigel’s wild imaginations, Janna was continuing to instruct the Hundred-Eyed Specter to strengthen the surrounding illusions, while also constantly casting spells to lock onto the exact positions of the black wizard apprentices and the “Rotfruit” they were guarding by using the surrounding plants.

“So that’s what it is—the Rotfruit isn’t even a real plant—”

Through continued probing with 【Plant Vision】, Janna finally saw the Rotfruit’s true form.

Rather than calling it a “fruit,” it was more accurate to describe it as a blood-red tumor growing in a decayed swamp.

“There are five people. In addition to the Mist Tower apprentices, there are two from Blackbone Grove—judging from their positions, the five seem to be mutually hostile.”

After completing her observation with 【Plant Vision】, Janna immediately relayed the situation to Maro Heigel through voice transmission. Upon receiving the news, Maro Heigel couldn’t help but worry.

“There are five of them. Are we going to take them down one by one?”

“Of course not.”

Looking at Janna’s enigmatic expression as if she were shrouded in mist, Maro Heigel felt uneasy and confused.

“Mr. Heigel, you just walk forward as usual, then wait for me at the next water zone—keep this Thorn Seed safe. When the time comes, I’ll locate you by its aura.”

“You mean—you’re going alone? Isn’t that too dangerous?”

In truth, given Maro Heigel’s personality, he preferred caution.

After all, there were quite a few Marsh Arrow Frogs.

As long as they moved quickly enough, Janna should have no problem making it into the top fifteen.

And Maro Heigel could also safely enter the top fifty based on the time spent in the water secret realm.

“Don’t worry, I won’t expose myself.”

With the assistance of the Hundred-Eyed Specter and her many Contract Summoned Creatures, plus her mastery of various witchcrafts comparable to the power of a Third Tier Wizard Apprentice, to speak a little arrogantly, few of her peers in the secret realm could actually pin Janna down.

Moreover, her gaze flickered as she looked at the Quest Panel, where the Blue-Level Mission “Achieve First Place in This Examination” and two marked Random Quest Rewards appeared. So long as her safety was ensured, she still aimed to fight for it.

“Fff—”

Watching Maro Heigel quickly disappear into the swamp thickets, Janna began chanting.

In just a moment, a “Parasitic Spore” shimmered like scale powder in her palm.

“Everchanging Form!”

Her figure rapidly shrank. Under the incantation of 【Basic Transfiguration】, a small, inconspicuous emerald butterfly suddenly appeared on a tree.

“Plop—”

Flapping her wings gently, Janna, now a butterfly, carefully merged into the bushes, silently closing in on the black wizard apprentices.

As the distance between them closed, and with a damp, chilly breeze, the “Parasitic Spores” on the emerald butterfly wings gently landed on several black wizard apprentices without anyone noticing.

“Laura, follow my signal. The moment the Rotfruit is about to mature, destroy it directly using 【Thorn Spike】—”

Flapping her wings and returning to her original spot, Janna cautiously instructed the Thornflower Sprite hiding underground through mental communication.

After everything was set, Janna transformed back into a tree, hiding once more within the thickets.

“Silver Mirror, before Laura destroys the Rotfruit, simulate a fake Rotfruit using an illusion—”

Time passed slowly.

As the next wave of curses grew stronger, aside from the black wizard apprentices surrounding the Rotfruit, no one else remained nearby.

Feeling the intensifying curse field, the five apprentices—already exhibiting severe curse symptoms—dared not make any reckless moves.

They simply stared at the Rotfruit in the swamp, anxiously awaiting the final moment of ripening.

“It’s almost ripe.”

Feeling the increasingly rotten stench, Herman, a Blackbone Grove apprentice whose lips had turned pale from a constant fever, felt as if his chest would burst.

In addition to the excruciating pain throughout his body, the chill and weakness made him clench his teeth involuntarily.

In his current condition, if he didn’t consume the Rotfruit within thirty minutes, his physical state would rapidly deteriorate—once that happened, he’d be forced to exit the secret realm...

The thought sparked a vicious glint in Herman’s eyes.

“There are only three Rotfruits, which means two people won’t get any—and even one isn’t enough to get me through the exam.”

As he silently calculated, he raised his head to look at the other four apprentices, each with the same predatory gaze. A high-risk, high-reward plan quickly formed in his mind.

“Crack—”

Accompanied by a barely audible snap, five hands shot toward the Rotfruit almost simultaneously.

But before any of them could touch it, a piercing 【Magical Voice Scream】 burst from Herman’s mouth, interrupting everyone’s actions.

“Whoosh—”

A violent gust surged.

Taking advantage of the half-second pause, Herman swept up all three Rotfruits at once.

Immediately afterward, with wind howling around him, Herman—who possessed the 【Gale】 talent—fled the scene at full speed after snatching the Rotfruits.

“You’re dead!”

The remaining four, staring at Herman’s retreating figure, launched an overwhelming barrage of spells at him with shrill whooshes.

But the gale was too swift. Confident in his own speed, Herman didn’t believe their spells could reach him—

“Crack—”

Another crisp sound, like a seed shell breaking, suddenly rang in Herman’s ears.

Just as he prepared to accelerate again, a wave of intense numbness surged through his limbs, forcibly halting his casting.

Another half-second pause—and before Herman could even react, the overwhelming spells from the other four engulfed him in an instant.