The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 312 The Witch's Night Chat
Even though Moran and the others liked it, they couldn't eat much by themselves. They roasted more than twenty bird wings, and most of them ended up in Vasida's stomach.

This was also the slowest she had ever eaten since she awakened her ability to devour her stomach.

With each bite, she couldn't help but savor it properly; wolfing down food would be the biggest waste of delicious food.

After finishing her meal, without Moran needing to remind her, she carefully saved the bird wing that had been given to her, deciding that from now on she would only eat one at a time, no, half a bird!

Alba looked at the light bulb, which was now mostly extinguished, with regret. The roasted bird wings were so delicious that she had no energy to pay attention to anything else, and what she had done was basically useless.

"It's getting late, and the grass is getting damp. There's no moisturizing magic circle in the valley, so let's go inside!"

Moran greeted her with satisfaction.

“It’s getting late, let’s get some rest. We have to set off for Sylph’s place tomorrow!” Vasita said. “By the way, can we sleep in our sleeping bags in the living room?”

"Why are you using sleeping bags? Everyone, get to bed!" Moran said.

The bed she painstakingly built was all for today!
Vasita and the others hadn't yet seen the upstairs bedrooms, and upon hearing this, they couldn't help but ask, "What kind of bed can fit six people?"

“You’ll see when you go.” Moran led them to the bedroom.

At the bedroom door, five people exclaimed in shock, "What a huge bed!"

“Your bed is almost as big as mine,” Alba said.

Ais didn't dare to speak. Her house wasn't even as big as Moran's bed; it was only big enough to fit a small bed and her kitchen card.

“It’s so big, there’s enough room for all of us to roll around on it!” Vasita said.

“Such a big quilt! No wonder I saw you planted quite a few cotton trees, Moran!” Sylph said.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​making such a big bed? Will it even be usable?" Cheryl found it somewhat unbelievable; could it be Moran's sleeping posture...?

"Don't overthink it!" Moran said irritably. "It's simply to sleep with more people, and we've already used it tonight, haven't we?"

"Hurry up! Use the Cleanse spell to take a bath, then go to bed!" Moran urged.

Sylph silently took a step back and whispered to Vasita, "For some reason, I have a bad feeling."

“To be honest, me too!” Vasida said.

Half an hour later, Moran, who had slept from one end of the bed to the other and had been lying close to each of her witch companions for a while, felt that she had reached the pinnacle of her life!

“Moran, this bed is so big, do we really have to sit so close together?” Sylph asked.

When we explored the inner area together before, we didn't realize Moran had this hobby!

“We’re sleeping too far apart, we can’t hear each other! It’s witches’ night chat time now, have you ever heard of ghosts?” Moran asked in a low voice.

"A ghost? A mischievous ghost that steals candy?" Vasida asked.

"No, it's the soul left behind after the physical body dies. Hmm, it's similar to Valen's ghost, but it's not a spirit creature formed from a part of the soul's power, but a spirit creature formed from a complete soul. Ordinary attacks are hard to hurt them," Moran said.

“Oh! I know, my mother dislikes ghosts, they’re too weak,” Vasita said.

“What I’m talking about are the ghosts of Blue Star, or demons, which are terrifying creatures,” Moran said, pulling out his wand from under his pillow and drawing the bed curtains.

When telling ghost stories, it's important to create a good atmosphere.

As Moran narrated, the six little witches huddled together on the large bed, their breathing becoming soft. Cheryl and Vasita, sleeping on either side, quietly moved closer to the center.

Vasita asked, "Moran, is there an empty space underneath your bed?"

"Of course! Watch out, there might be a ghost under the bed... grab your ankle!" Moran said, then suddenly raised her voice.

"Ah!" Vasita instantly shrank to Sylph's side, half of herself hanging on her, causing Sylph to cry out in pain and catch her breath.

Cheryl silently tucked her exposed feet under the covers. According to Moran, the blankets had magical protective powers and could ward off ghosts and monsters.

"Alright, we just talked about the ghost under the bed, now I'll tell you about the ghost in the bathroom!" Moran continued.

The story combines the ghost stories of Blue Star with the horrors of Valen, and then adds a touch of artistic flair.

It's the same familiar setup, followed by the sudden appearance of a terrifying ghost.

The little witches huddled together, both frightened and unable to resist listening intently.

I really don't know how Moran's voice could create such vivid imagery. They didn't know whether to open their eyes or close them; it was terrifying.

"Oh no, I'm never going to look in the mirror at night again!" Alba said, burying her head under the covers.

“Luckily, no one has ever died at the Witch Academy, so there are no ghosts,” Sylph said.

Hearing this, Vasida perked up immediately: "That's right! Those are ghosts from Blue Star. We Valen only have spirits. A little magic energy is enough to make them roll on the ground. They're not scary at all!"

"Wait! I remember Moran, your previous world didn't have magic, right?" Ais also realized, "If that's the case, how do the humans on Earth defend against ghosts?"

“Yes!” Sylph asked as well, “Could it be that humanity on Earth perished because of this? So much so that the planet lost all intelligent life, and consciousness was almost dissipating, which is why your soul went to Valen to be reincarnated?”

"Um, don't you guys know this is a ghost story?" Moran asked in confusion.

"What's wrong with the story?" Sylph asked, puzzled.

“Many of the stories are fictional, fake! There are no ghosts on Earth at all; they're all made up by the people of Earth,” Moran said.

The five little witches, trembling with fear: "!!!"

Their Valen story, the plot may be fictional, but the creatures in it are definitely real.

"Moran! Are you trying to scare us on purpose?!"

Sylph and Ais locked Moran up on either side, while Vasita, Alba, and Cheryl pulled back the covers:
"Damn it! We were terrified! It was all fake!"

Moran quickly added, "I can only guarantee that there are no ghosts on Blue Star and Valen. As for other worlds, I don't know. After all, there are so many other worlds, aren't there? Maybe the witch seniors have seen them, and even brought back one or two as souvenirs!"

"Ah!" Successfully frightened the little witches again, making them hide back under the covers.

Moran couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha! With a magic wand in hand, I'm not worried. At worst, I'll just bombard you with magic. What's there to be afraid of!"

"Molan! You're talking nonsense again!"

In the end, Moran could not escape Vasida and her group's revenge.

However, it didn't hurt her much. After telling the ghost story and scaring her friends, she went to sleep contentedly.

The remaining five little witches huddled under the covers, their minds flashing through various ghost stories, and they had an urge to dig out the culprit and beat him up again!