The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 319 Juice Punishment
The little witches lay on the lawn for a while and then got tired of moving, so Vasita simply set up a temperature-regulating magic circle on the rooftop lawn, and everyone just lay down on the grass and fell asleep.

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight pierced the darkness, the six of them, wrapped in animal skin blankets, could sit up and watch the sunrise.

A magnificent sunrise cleansed my soul.

“Next, it’s my turn!” Cheryl said.

“Washida’s place should be closer to my home!” Alba said.

The two of them took out the maps and compared them. Cheryl's residence was closer to the meadow, but Alba's residence was closer to Vasita's.

The two lived not far from each other.

Moran marked the location on his map and estimated the distance: "I should be able to reach Alba by noon, and spend the night at Cheryl's."

The group set off again.

Alba's residence was also by the river, but it was on a small riverbank.

The riverbed was separated by a cliff, which acted as a natural protective wall.

The riverbank wasn't large; there was a small wooden house right next to the cliff, and the rest of the land had been cultivated into fields where crops were grown.

Her cabin was exactly the same as the one she learned about in her wilderness survival class.

It was a bet that was added at the last minute, and every part of it was for practical purposes.

"Not bad, right?" Alba seemed quite satisfied. "This is the safest place I could find. I don't need any protection, and wild animals can't get here. The only downside is that it's a bit far from the grasslands!"

“That’s right!” the little witches all said.

Only Moran, after inspecting the mud and weeds that had grown on the riverbank, said, "Alba, you need to be careful during the river's flood season. Half of the riverbank may be flooded, and your fields near the river are very likely to be submerged, but your cabin should be fine."

“Yes, yes, yes! Last year when the rainy season came, half of my field was flooded! This year, I’ve only planted short-growing vegetables in the other half of the field,” Alba said.

Seeing that she knew what was going on, Moran felt relieved.

Alba leaned closer to Cheryl: "What do you think of my place compared to yours?"

"Pretty much!" Cheryl said.

When they arrived at Cheryl's residence, they realized that Cheryl's words were absolutely true.

Her residence was on a mountaintop.

The mountain is surrounded by steep cliffs on all sides, and there is a flat area of ​​about 100 square meters at the top.

Cheryl's little earthen house was on a flat area on the hilltop.

Like Alba's, these are houses that were built using skills learned in wilderness survival classes.

She had originally planned to use fossilization techniques to reinforce it, but she hadn't had a chance to do so yet.

Once the earthen house was built on the mountaintop, there was no other place to grow anything.

However, she made use of every slightly flat spot on the mountainside, planting a lot of things here and there.

Neither of them made any additional decorations to their residence.

If it weren't for the risk of Alba's residence being flooded, it would be hard to say which is better.

Now, everyone agrees that Cheryl's residence is better than Alba's.

Alba is currently ranked last.

But she wasn't worried: "There's still Ais's story I haven't read yet!"

Ais sighed, "Maybe we shouldn't go see it. I'll just drink the bread and juice! My place is smaller than all of yours combined." "We still need to see it to make it count!" Alba said.

“That’s right, we also need to know where you live so it will be easier to contact you later,” Moran said.

They went in the end.

After flying over a forest of tall trees, Ais said, "We've arrived."

They looked around but couldn't find any trace of the residence.

"Follow me!" Ais flew into the woods, and as she neared the bottom, she suddenly sped up: "I'm in luck today!"

Before, with the leaves so lush, they hadn't noticed that there was a very deep natural pit here. The opening was just big enough for the six of them to land together on their brooms, and it looked to be more than 20 meters deep.

At the bottom of the pit were fallen leaves, withered branches, and some wooden stakes that were clearly sharpened by human hands. A wild boar with its thigh injured by a stake had been trapped there for who knows how long and was on the verge of death.

Ais hovered in mid-air above the crater, where it ended its life.

"Ais, is this a hunting trap you set?" Vasita shouted at the cave entrance.

“That’s right.” Ais nodded. “It’s also my residence.”

"A residence?" Moran and the others were shocked. "How can anyone live in this?"

“You’ll see once you fall a little into the pit,” Ais said.

Moran and the others slowly descended into the pit on their brooms, only to discover that there was more to the pit than met the eye.

At a height of about six meters above the ground, a small space was carved out of the cave wall.

The space is very small, with only a small wooden bed in the corner and a little open space next to it, just big enough to fit a portable kitchen.

There was a small door over the open space, which you had to crouch to squeeze through. Inside, there were lots of smoked and preserved meats hanging on the walls, and a lot of wood ash on the ground.

"You live here?" Moran was speechless. What if she had just made the stone chamber bigger? Or built a wall to separate the stone chamber from the trap?
In other words, any wild animal that steps on this trap will fall directly into the pit right in front of Ais.

“It’s enough for me, since I’m only staying here for a year anyway,” Ais said. “I have a place to sleep, a place to cook, a place to store meat, shelter from the wind and rain, and it can also help me get meat.”

I also planted a few passion fruit trees in the mountains outside, and basically no wild animals would gnaw on those trees.

I had originally planned to dig another stone chamber next to my dwelling to grow some vegetables and grains. If I didn't cover the entrance during the day, there would still be some light inside the cave, but I haven't had time to do that yet.

I lost! Where's the bread and juice? Give it to me, I'll drink it!

Seeing her like this, Moran and the others couldn't bear to punish her.

They were brought in later to be compared.

Vasida, who was originally the last of the three, was the most guilty: "You were pulled in halfway through the competition, so it's not fair for you to compete against us. I should be the one to lose."

"I agreed to the bet myself. I'll honor my bet!" Ais said nonchalantly, "It's just unsweetened juice! It's not like I've never eaten breadfruit before."

Sylph took out the unsweetened bread and juice that she and Vasita had prepared as punishment on the day of the academy ceremony.

Vasita poured half of it first: "We both lost, let's drink together!"

"Alright!" Ais didn't refuse anymore.

The two of them tilted their heads back and drank it down together, intending to gulp it down quickly, but the first sip was so sour they couldn't stand it.

Ais regretted it: "That's not fair, you should drink them all, Vasita!"

Vasita quickly said, "Moran, Sylphby, you, Cheryl Albaby, we both lost, so it's fair to split it 50/50."