Ex Strongest Swordsman Longs For Magic In Different World

115 Witches And Magic.

If I say it in short, a witch is one who fulfills his wish by paying the price.

That method is what is called a spell, and it is considered a form of magic because it fulfils a wish, but it is late.

Magic converges on the result that whatever is different in the process, it is bound to make a wish come true.

Rather than that, they call it magic, so what the witch treats is also magic in the broad sense of the word.

Most importantly, as a matter of course, nothing can be achieved.

A witch's spell is a real miracle in itself, so it is possible to achieve most things, but it is also limited.

That's not exactly what you can do to override reason.

But it all depends on how you look at it.

If it's a witch's spell and you can't use magic...

Felicia exhaled, feeling her gaze from the rear.

I know it's highly anticipated, but I don't know if it goes along with raw hatred... rather, it's far more likely that it's impossible.

Accidental leakage of sighs would also be irresistible.

Well, then I wish I hadn't taken it from the beginning... No, I wish I hadn't told you about this in the first place, but...

"... if you could do that, you wouldn't be struggling like this."

"Yeah? Did I say something? No way anymore......!?

"Not yet, so sit tight. Do you mean, I'll bring it if I can, I told you, right?

"There's no way I can wait for that?

"No, I have trouble being so confident..."

With that said, Felicia looks away softly from those eyes as she stares at this one with a grin all the while she can't wait.

It's so dark that it shows how different you are from yourself… and reminds me of what happened that day.

It was probably just a whim that Felicia brought home about Soma.

There shouldn't have been any problem if Felicia, the witch, abandoned her as she was, beyond being obvious that she was not a good sex being.

Even so, for some reason, Felicia was taking home the soma she discovered in the woods, as it should be.

Felicia still doesn't know why.

None of us know exactly how we got Soma back.

If you think about it later, it's as if you couldn't think of that, even though it was possible that Soma had broken in here for Felicia's life.

Well, in the last few decades, I've had no choice but to meet those people once a month.

Nevertheless, it makes no difference that it is a detour, and if this were known, would it just piss me off?

"... that could be it. I don't feel particularly excited lately."

"This time......!?

"I haven't done it, so please sit down."

If you can't even whine to yourself in a total detour, you exhale.

It's a good opportunity, though, so there may be some corrections to be made at this time.

Felicia has a lot to talk to herself about because she has spent almost all of her time by herself.

out of loneliness, not just to remember the words.

One time I realized that if I hadn't spoken at all for about a year, I'd forgotten how to speak the language.

Exactly. This means it's not a good idea, and I was daring to put my thoughts in my mouth, but apparently that had become a habit.

It was one of the things I've noticed since Soma arrived.

"... Well, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter"

"Huh...!?

"It's fine to go away, but it's getting depressing, so you'll have to leave, won't you?

"Mm, it's troublesome"

Say no or no, sit tight, but as usual, only those eyes will not let go of this move.

It seemed as if it was a correct expression of that enthusiasm.

... To be honest, Felicia couldn't really understand why Soma was so enthusiastic.

Because I've never had anything so thirsty.

Well, that's natural, though.

Because a witch is a giver.

Though it pays the price, that's not what the witch wants.

All we ask for is to complete the spell, because it is necessary to fulfill our wishes and perform miracles.

In retrospect...... in the first place, there may not be something in itself that you wanted.

"Nothing. I've never had a problem with that..."

………………

"I just stood and sat in silence, and it doesn't make a depressing difference?

"What are you going to do with my life?!?

"So, aren't you telling me to be adult"

Well, I'm sorry that I keep talking to myself the same way, even though I say there are corrections.

With that in mind, Felicia turns the gaze she was pouring on hand to the rear only for a moment.

The momentary soma stood silently up, but this is totally my fault, so I just gently glance back at you and say nothing.

I could see Soma sat down shortly afterwards and just loosened her mouth a little bit.

The atmosphere alone conveyed my disappointment, because I felt once again that I was really thirsty.

... Or maybe I taught you about this because at that time, I saw it in Soma's eyes, something that didn't exist in me, and I was sensed.

That time...... when Soma woke up and confirmed that she was a witch about herself.

If I were to say frankly what the emotion I had at that time was, it was undoubtedly fear.

Lack of interaction with people doesn't mean Felicia doesn't know common sense.

It's not like you don't know what a witch is to the world, to people.

That is why he even thought that when he was killed shortly afterwards.

with the realization that I forgot all sorts of things and was a detour.

Still, with that in mind, Wonder and Felicia didn't feel like doing anything to Soma.

Because I totally deserve it... or because the eyes of Soma, who has been asking me that, were the same as what is being directed at me now?

It is also one of the things that we do not yet understand.

But anyway, right after that, Soma asked me if I knew how anyone who couldn't use magic could use magic.

"... why have I answered there?"

There was no response to the next whine, and even after a glimpse of the rear, there was still no response.

I'm just staring at this one jizzily...... is that because I'm following this one's word or is it because Felicia held it in her hand?

What Felicia had in her hands was a round of blue flowers, given earlier by Soma.

And at the same time, it is the most important material of what we are making right now.

- Now, Felicia and the others are in the workshop.

It is a witch's workshop in the deepest part of the house and is primarily a place to make medicines that assist with spells or that are used for another purpose than spells.

The mixing of the various ingredients on hand now is also to create such medicines, which for the purpose are classified as the latter.

In other words, it was a medicine used for another purpose - to be a witch.

When Soma's thirst was heard, Hate and Felicia could not fulfill it.

Because it's clearly beyond what a spell can do.

But at the same time, I thought there were things.

I was wondering if I should just be a witch if I could just use magic.

There are two ways of being a witch.

From birth, yes, and acquired.

And this medicine is one of the means to become acquired.

Hell, Felicia only knows that.

I have never tried it, so I don't even know exactly what will happen and become a witch by it.

I just know that if I take this medicine and have the qualities and credentials to become a witch.

... Technically, I've had Felicia too, but nothing happened then.

Well, since I was already a witch at the time, it seems natural that I must drink what I became a witch.

I never taught it until I meant it, but only that this is necessary to be a witch.

All in all, if Soma were to drink, he wouldn't know what would happen... of course, he's telling Soma that as well.

And what it means to be a witch.

But to all of that, Soma nodded without hesitation… Felicia, who talked about it, refused to create the medicine, which is illogical.

Nevertheless, I didn't have the only flowers that I needed, and it was a condition that if I could find them...

- Now, why is there such a thing as stray?

I didn't just talk to him, even though I was the one who found the flowers.

But the answer to that question never returns, and the medicine with the addition of blue flowers eventually dyes the whole thing to the color of that flower.

One nod to that I recognize, and now it's time to look back clearly.

"Thank you for waiting. Done... maybe."

"I think I heard words that I shouldn't hear right now?

"It must be your fault."

But what I can't say for sure is no choice.

It was decades ago, though I did teach you how to make it anyway.

I made it into my memory because I absolutely needed it, but I never made it.

There is a denial of the possibility that you have gone through some process wrong or something is missing -

"- Ah."

"Mm?... what if you really failed?

"No, that's not it. Just a moment, please. Speaking of which, I didn't stir it thoroughly."

That should be a lie, of course.

However, it is also true that it has not failed.

I remember the last thing I had to add.

To be honest, I doubt you really need something like this, but I can't help it because it's included in what I've been taught.

"... eh"

Bite your lips at the little pain that ran to your fingertips, but slowly mix the medicine so that Soma doesn't notice.

Moment after moment, just one drop there, the red liquid mixed, but soon disappeared into the blue.

After mixing it all together, transfer the contents from the calf to the container while trying to hide the fingertips.

It's a process that you don't need if you say you don't need it... but you can't just let it go.

"Yes, so now it's done. Go ahead."

"Hmmm... Drinking this finally makes my whole life magical..."

"It's possible, that's all, isn't it? Which should be lower."

"It is enough that it is possible. By the way, I was curious."

"Yes? What is it?

"If you drank this and my whole life could really be a witch... what would happen to my whole life?

"What do you mean..."

That was a difficult story to explain.

I explained what a witch looks like, and I think I understand Soma, but Felicia doesn't know what happens to the new witch.

Though this place seems to be ahead of schedule...

"Is it the demon 'woman', and you're still going to be my woman? The gender... but to that extent, compared to being able to use magic..."

I tried to say something thoughtful, but I stopped.

I exhale into the soma of how I'm really worried about you.

"Don't worry, your gender shouldn't change. In the first place, a male witch once existed."

"Oh, my God, it was so"

Yet it seems that there are theories as to why we call ourselves witches, but it is not something that makes sense to think about.

I guess that's what Soma thought too.

That's where the story ends, bringing the container I gave you closer to your mouth.

And.

"Then I'll take it."

The contents were dried up at once.