The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Don't come back after Chapter 249

Moran flew into the sky, circled around the places where various animals gathered, and cast a curse spell on each of the little cuties equally.

A small, cursed cloud enveloped the training ground, affecting all creatures except the witches.

Even though she hasn't practiced her bad luck spell much and its effects are generally mediocre, with a large base of cases, one or two exceptionally unlucky individuals will still emerge.

Moran picked the unluckiest ones and used different spells to deal with them.

Sheep killed by falling rocks, pigs suffocated by swamp spells, ducks stunned by electric nets, cows stunned by whirlwind spells...

Finally, they gathered them together, bled some, shaved some, cut off some horns, and skinned some.

Although the animals in Valen are different from those on Earth, the methods of dealing with them are still the same few, and adjustments can be made according to the situation of the prey.

Moran had reviewed the textbook for this lesson and had also read other books about Warren biology, so he handled the matter methodically.

However, with so many prey, it's definitely impossible to process them all in one class period.

Moran wasn't in a hurry; this was a great opportunity to practice magic.

The processed game was not wasted; some was taken back for dinner, and the rest was sent to the food collection point.

Before they could be dealt with, Moran would wake them up again, give them a quick treatment, and put them back. In any case, she didn't kill them most of the time, she just knocked them unconscious.

The patient was knocked unconscious again during class the following day.

Most of the time is spent "stunning" the prey, with only a small portion spent on fulfilling the lesson's requirement: processing the prey.

Moran openly used class as an excuse to practice his magic, which was much more interesting than fighting training dolls.

But the good times didn't last long. Before a week was even over, Amisha kicked her out of the training field.

"You've finished your course!"

"Ah?" Moran was very reluctant: "I still have to deal with the cabbage snakes!"

“No need to do anything, I trust you have it under control,” Amisha said.

"Alright!" Moran finished her class but didn't want to leave. "How about I continue to improve my prey handling skills here and practice some butchering magic?"

"No way! What's the point of practicing with these captive little creatures? Go practice there after the inner area opens for exploration next year, and don't come here again!"

Amisha directly revoked her access permit to the training ground.

Recently, the animals in the enclosure have been bullied by her to the point that they can't eat and have visibly lost weight.

If this continues, younger students won't be able to afford meat anymore.

Moran, who was blocked outside the magic circle: "..."

What a pity! She hadn't even had a chance to fully utilize her magic!

Moran still had a lot of magic left to use, so he went to another training ground to practice with the training dolls.

"Alas, it's so hard to go from extravagance to frugality!"

Moran couldn't wait to enter the third grade so he could explore the inner area and find live wild beasts to practice his magic.

With that thought in mind, he didn't slack off in his magic practice at all.

Regardless, today's training tasks must be completed.

He used all sorts of magic, his magical power gradually diminishing, but his spellcasting proficiency slowly increased. It wasn't until the castle bells rang five times, at five in the afternoon, that Moran finally finished his training for the day.

Moran cleaned himself of the dust with a Cleanse spell and put away his wand.

"Moran! Is training over?"

Sylph's voice came from the sky.

Moran looked up and said, "It's over, they'll be here soon!"

He quickly grabbed his broom and flew towards his friends.

A few days ago, Sylph made an appointment with them to go to Greenhouse No. 23 tonight to taste the mutant crops she had recently cultivated.

"Senior Lilith said she's not coming today," Moran heard her say as soon as she flew to Sylph's side.

"Isn't Senior Lilith always quite interested in your mutated crops?" Moran asked curiously.

Every time she checked the card sales in the card shop, Lilith and Vasita were the most loyal customers of Sylph's Mutant Crop Seed Card.

I buy every time a new product comes out.

"I've noticed that the third-year students are tending to their fields and vegetable gardens less often; they're probably shifting their focus to the inner area!"

"It's already April, after all," Vasida said. "The school year is almost over."

"The farmland will be unusable, the dormitories will be uninhabitable, and problems will arise everywhere."

“I asked my senior last time, and she said she wanted to find a place with mountains and water, a place with beautiful scenery to live in. I don’t know if she has found one yet,” Mo Lan said.

“Probably not,” Sylph guessed. “When I invited Senior Lilith, she said that the inner area hadn’t been fully explored yet and she didn’t have time to join us for a gathering.”

"We'd better hurry up next year and get our accommodation sorted out as soon as possible," Moran said. "Once our accommodation is sorted out, fourth graders can focus on preparing for their fifth-grade trials."

“You’re right.” Sylph sighed. “I just found out that when I go into fourth grade, I can’t even use this greenhouse anymore. It won’t be as convenient to grow plants anymore.”

I don't dare to ask for much from my lodgings anymore; as long as it provides shelter from the wind and rain, that'll be enough. I'll be happy to find a place within the inner area where I can safely cultivate my plants.

"The greenhouse also needs to be taken back?" Vasita could imagine how difficult it would be: "Just clearing out such a piece of land in the wild is no easy feat! And we also have to protect it from wild animals!"

"Besides planting magic, wood magic, and plant magic, you should also learn alchemy magic and earth magic when you have time! They're quite helpful," Moran suggested. "Especially earth magic; it's easy to dig a cave to live in."

Sylph nodded: "We need to start learning! We're here, that's all."

The three little witches walked into the field with baskets on their shoulders, picking mutated crops while continuing to chat.

"Molan, if you can make {Mobile Kitchen Card}, why can't you make {Mobile House Card}, {Mobile Vegetable Garden Card} or something like that?"

Upon hearing Sylph's question, Vasita looked at her with interest: "Yes! If we had cards like that, we wouldn't have to worry about having nowhere to live in the fourth year!"

"Not to mention that I can't possibly make it right now, even if I could, you probably wouldn't be able to buy it. Solving the accommodation problem in the fourth year is a test for us from the college, and the dean will definitely forbid us from 'cheating' in any other way!" Moran said.

She had certainly considered such a card.

Portable spaces and mobile cabins are practically essential cheat codes in Chinese novels.

But she couldn't do it.

A mobile kitchen is less of a small kitchen and more of a set of kitchen tools.
It neither shelters from the wind nor protects from the rain; it relies entirely on the function of storing card items to achieve the effect of a spatial item.

But they are still different.