Sorcerer in the Women's World

Chapter 7 - If You Don’t Touch My Hand, I Might Really Believe You

Chapter 7: If You Don’t Touch My Hand, I Might Really Believe You

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Welsh saw Wendy, who had turned into a werewolf, knock to the ground by the thin middle-aged woman in front of him.

Moreover, the knockdown was so casually done.

?

The woman didn’t use any external force. She just used her body to defeat Wendy.

No, it couldn’t be said to be a defeat... it should be said to be a crush.

Because the woman did not move her feet. She only slowly extended her right hand and gently pushed.

Then Wendy, who had transformed, was seen flying out like a balloon.

It was easy.

The entire process was filled with a sense of ease.

Even if Welsh was an Archmage of the Lancaster Continent in his previous life, he was still a little surprised at this moment.

According to Welsh’s estimation, after Wendy transformed into a werewolf, her strength was probably already comparable to that of a low-level warrior on the Lancaster Continent.

However, Wendy, who was comparable to a low-level warrior, was pushed like a rubber ball by a skinny middle-aged woman in front of her.

Didn’t that mean...

That Rose’s strength was more powerful than a low-level warrior?

She might even have reached the level of a high-level warrior.

Welsh looked at Rose, who was still standing with her hands behind her back, and thought quietly.

On the other side, Rose took out a handkerchief from her pocket after taking care of Wendy, who had turned into a werewolf. Without looking at her fallen opponent, she began to wipe her hands seriously.

It was as if her hands had been stained with something dirty after touching Wendy.

While wiping her hands seriously, Rose said softly, “She’s just a little werewolf with impure blood, yet she dares to fight with me. She’s really overestimating herself!”

After saying that, she threw down the handkerchief and turned to leave.

Then, as if nothing had happened, Rose walked straight to Emily’s side, lowered her head and said to Emily softly, “Miss, the matter has been settled. If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”

Emily looked at Wendy who was lying on the ground moaning, and nodded with satisfaction. She replied softly, “Thank you, Aunt Rose. You can leave first. I need to talk to my classmate for a while.”

After receiving Emily’s reply, Rose nodded and quietly returned to the crowd again. She did not turn her head to glance at Welsh, who was beside Emily, from beginning to end.

Although Welsh’s appearance was indeed very handsome, it was in line with the world’s aesthetic standards for men.

However, for Rose, who had already spent most of her life, there was no man in her life that she had not played with. Tall, short, fat, handsome...

She had already passed the age of pursuing beauty.

And for her, men were just women’s playthings. Now, they couldn’t pique her interest.

What she wanted most now was actually an opponent.

An opponent that could be on par with her.

She hadn’t met an opponent for a long time.

She did nothing except practiced martial arts everyday. She wanted to hone her form while waiting for her next opponent.

This time, if it wasn’t for her lady boss, who insisted on bringing her out, she wouldn’t have wasted her time coming to this place to fight with a little werewolf.

Not to mention, it was for a man.

Looking at Rose who ignored him and walked out of the door, Welsh let out a bitter laugh.

He knew that he had been ignored.

He was the most powerful Archmage in the Lancaster Magical Continent, yet he was ignored by a high-level warrior.

But he had nothing to refute.

The magic power in his body was now too little to be counted, and he could not release the powerful magic from his previous life.

As for the warrior skills that he practiced...

That was even more impossible.

That was because warrior skills required a strong body to support them.

One had to know that Welsh’s current body was actually worse than that of a normal man in his previous life!

Although he was confident that he could return to the peak.

But he could not deny that he was indeed a weakling now, apart from being able to use some low-level magic.

Looking at Rose who ignored him, Welsh secretly swore in his heart that he must work hard to train and strive to return to the peak as soon as possible, to regain his dignity as an Archmage and as a man!

Of course, he was not someone who did not know what was good for him. After all, she had saved him.

He still had to express his gratitude to her.

Although the middle-aged woman, Rose, had already left, it was probably the same if he thanked her lady boss.

Thus, Welsh forced a smile on his face and prepared to thank Emily who was beside him.

“Thank...”

“Welsh, how are you? I didn’t scare you today, did I?”

Before Welsh could say the second word of thanks, he was hurriedly interrupted by Emily who was beside him.

“I’ve already told you, this world is very dangerous for a handsome man like you. There are women everywhere who covet your beauty and lust for your body. There are many bad people...”

“If I hadn’t heard the news today that you were kidnapped and hurriedly called Aunt Rose to come and save you, I’m afraid you would have been in trouble under this woman’s vicious hands.”

Emily’s face was full of anxiety, and by the time she finished talking, her face was full of lingering fear.

“If you’re hungry and want to eat in the future, you can call me directly. I’ll personally bring it to you. I’ll send whatever you want to eat. Even if I’m not at home, I’ll have someone else bring it to you. So, in the future, don’t take any risks and go out to eat at night!”

She looked at Welsh’s face and said seriously.

“There are really many perverts out there, and the consequences after catching you are unimaginable. They aren’t like me, who is always so righteous. They want to take advantage of you without your consent...”

Looking at Emily’s serious look, Welsh thought to himself, “I don’t believe you!”

Looking down at Emily’s hands rubbing against his, as if she wanted to peel off his skin, Welsh was speechless.

“If you don’t touch my hands when you talk, then I might really believe you...”