The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 141 You really have no weaknesses!
“You’re right!” Moran agreed.

"???" Vasita was shocked: "You also think I'm right? Then why did you learn so much, and why did you have to master every spell?"

Is this still Moran?

"..." Moran said irritably, "If I didn't master every spell, would you even have a progress bar to watch?"

If it weren't for the need to make cards, she could have easily learned the basics of cooking and sewing magic.

Other little witches who don't master these two spells might have less to eat or wear, but they can still buy delicious food and pretty clothes when they have money later.

Moran may not be good at these two magics, but as long as he understands the general idea of ​​the corresponding food and clothing, he can make food cards and clothing cards to meet his daily needs.

Even if the cost of making cards is higher than her cooking and sewing, it won't be by much.

It's much easier and saves a lot of time compared to gradually improving cooking and sewing magic.

After all, even if these two spells are mastered to the extreme, they cannot conjure food and clothing with special effects out of thin air.

The former relies on special ingredients, while the latter, in addition to special fabrics, involves more alchemical magic.

For Moran himself, the cost-effectiveness of these two spells was rather low.

But for many witches with a talent for this, these two spells are a money-making tool.

Moran did this entirely to improve the functionality of his character cards.

This card is also a powerful tool for her to make money!
Don't be fooled by the fact that she's selling it at half price now and has enabled the automatic progress bar update function.

These are all exclusive perks for classmates, designed to motivate her to learn magic.

Once she graduates, her magic level increases, the progress bar function is fully developed, and sales officially begin, the way it's sold will be different now.

At that time, each spell, and even each level's progress bar, will require payment, and each will have a different price.

That would cost more than five times the normal amount. In addition to the energy consumed in making the cards, she would also have to add the time and effort required to upgrade her magic level.

“Moran, you can’t give up cooking magic!” Ais said.

“And sewing magic, light magic!” Alba quickly added.

“And plant magic! Alchemy magic!” Sylph said, adding that she liked these two types of magic.

Cheryl: "And fire magic!"

……

The little witches urged Moran not to give up his magic skills.

They have all experienced firsthand the benefits of the progress bar feature.

Rather than winning against Moran and receiving a food card as a reward, they hoped the progress bar for the magic they wanted to specialize in wouldn't malfunction.

Moran looked at Vasita: "See! I have no choice but to learn!"

"..." Vasita patted her arm: "Good luck!"

"That being said, every little witch has her own strengths, but you and Sylph are witches! You have the limitless talent for all types of magic that so many little witches dream of! You should learn as much magic as possible!"

Moran said, "Cooking magic and sewing magic are fine, but in the end, they only solve the problem of eating and drinking. Once you learn them, you can eat your fill and stay warm. It doesn't matter if you don't want to pursue anything more."

But other spells each have their own irreplaceable uses! You never know when you might need them. "That's it! That's it! This feels right!" Vasita suddenly felt relieved: "This is more like you!"

"???" Moran turned and left: "This conversation is over!"

"Hahaha!" Vasita laughed so hard she couldn't straighten up.

“Look at the direction she’s heading; she’s definitely going to the library again,” Sylph said. “Our holidays are holidays, but Moran’s holidays are for reading books, looking at picture books, and learning magic!”

"Seriously, are you guys really planning to play until the start of second year on vacation?" Cheryl asked earnestly. "I'm even planning to borrow the second-year theory textbooks to take a look!"

The little witches, who had just been looking forward to a holiday, were taken aback and hesitated, but in the end they all shook their heads.

“I need to study witch magic,” Sylph said. “I feel that if I want others to be able to grow my mutated plants, I will have to rely on witch magic.”

“I want to improve my cooking magic and the cultivation of magical plants. I plan to ask Ms. Amisa for the passes to the corresponding books during my vacation and borrow them to read,” Vasita said.

Her appetite has increased recently, and she's really afraid of becoming the first witch to starve to death after graduation.

……

Before the holiday even started, they all had their own holiday plans, and none of them really intended to relax.

The only difference is that passive learning through classes has been replaced by active self-study.

"It seems we've all become like Moran," Vasita concluded. "It's a pity she left too quickly, unaware of our love for her! Hahaha, what a shame!"

“I will tell her how much you love her!” Sylph said with a smile. “I hope you don’t get a beating from her.”

"I'm a witch with a stomach that can devour anything, and I'm incredibly strong!" Vasita said. "Moran doesn't know any offensive magic, so she'll have no problem fighting me in hand-to-hand combat, okay?"

"Really? Want to give it a try?"

Vasita turned around stiffly: "Moran! Why are you back!"

"I forgot my purse." Moran returned to her seat, picked up her purse, and said, "Here, shall we try it on?"

Before enrolling, she focused on improving her physical fitness and mastering various combat techniques from Blue Star.

With lessons in Blue Star memories and the experience of the final days of the apocalypse, Vasita, who was simple-minded and a bit strong, felt no pressure in being educated.

A minute later, Vasita's hands were tied behind her back and she was pinned to the desk by Moran: "Are you feeling pressured?"

Vashida: "It hurts, it hurts!"

This doesn't make sense! How come her strength seems to have no effect at all?

Moran released her: "Are you coming or not?"

"Come on!" Vasita charged forward, swinging her fist, but in the blink of an eye, her wrist was restrained again: "Ouch!"

"Want to try again?" Moran let go of her hand again.

"I'm not coming! I'm not coming!" Vasita resolutely refused to come: "Moran! Were you a very powerful warrior in your past life?"

“Not really,” Moran said.

She wasn't exactly a warrior, but she had the experience and memories of all the outstanding warriors in the history of Earth in her mind. She had trained for more than ten years and could be considered to have a certain level of close combat ability.

“Even if it didn’t count in your past life, it certainly does in this one! I have no idea how you did it!” Vasita said. “Are you really without any weaknesses? What else can you do that we don’t know?”