The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 334 The Ideal Home
Only Vasita and Sylph each have their own managed card pools, with gem coins stored in the management card, and there is no storage limit.

They value the discounts on cards in the card shop more than the gacha pulls.

Discounts on low-priced gift cards don't save you much money, but discounts on high-priced gift cards can save you a lot.

The two quietly browsed the card shop, adding all sorts of cards, both available and unavailable, to their shopping carts.

The other kids were all engrossed in playing with card magic, Moran's kitchen utensils were busily preparing dinner, and she herself was reading a book about Warcraft.

After dinner was ready, Moran saw them still looking at the cards and said irritably:

"Hey you guys, there's still a year to go! No need to rush. Let's eat first, then go to bed early. We're going hunting red-eyed birds tomorrow!"

Alba straightened up upon hearing this: "No ghost stories tonight, right?"

The other little witches also looked at Moran.

"If you'd like, I can tell you!" Moran exclaimed excitedly.

"no no no!"

The little witches were radiating rejection.

"I understand your mentality!" Moran said with the air of someone who'd been there all along. "The academy library has a new book called 'Blue Star Ghost Stories and Legends.' If you're interested, you can copy it down and read it before bed!"

While copying books in the academy library, I came across Tracy's "Tales of the Azure Realm" and Anita's "A Collection of Pink Outfits," and on a whim, I compiled these.

Since there's a transcription technique, it would be too easy to write down the knowledge in her mind.

Consider it a little "surprise" for the little witches.

Witches and sorceresses have long lifespans.

In the long journey of life, one always needs a few lighthearted books to lift one's spirits.

“My Book of Witches is full!” Alba said immediately.

"Me too!" ×5
It was already dark, and to prevent Moran from continuing the topic, Vasita said:
"The place was completely reset after I left this time. When I came here today, I cleaned up the whole place, inside and out. Although there wasn't much stuff, I still felt a little reluctant to leave. I built and arranged everything myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, Moran and the others sighed in unison: "Who can argue with that!"

Only Ais looked relaxed: "When I left, a deer just fell into the trap! Consider it my parting gift!"

There was really nothing she couldn't bear to part with.

With the mobile kitchen card, you can easily grab the smoked meat from the stone chamber and leave.

Originally, it was just a temporary place for her to stay, not even a proper place to live.

“It’s such a shame that Moran’s place is like this; it could have been a real witch’s house,” Cheryl said.

“That’s far from enough!” Moran said. “It’s a pity to live here for only a year, but it’s still a bit too simple to live here for a lifetime.”

"I'm going to find a giant tree someday and build a witch's house on it that's even more beautiful than the oak treehouse," Sylph said earnestly.

Alba said, "I want to live in town from now on. I don't want to farm anymore! And I don't want to eat the same few dishes I make every day anymore."

Vasida said, "I will live wherever there is abundant produce and food."

For her, filling her stomach was the top priority.

“I don’t want to live on the mountaintop anymore, nor do I want to live in a stone house. I haven’t thought that far ahead yet,” Cheryl said.

"I...I'll wait until Moran makes a {Mobile Restaurant Card}, then I'll prepare a few magic circles, and together we'll have a witch's house!" Ais said. After a year of building their own home and living alone, they both had some ideas about their future witch's house.

"Moran, what about you?" Sylph asked, noticing that Moran hadn't mentioned her ideal witch's house.

"Me... I want a mobile witch's house. Because I'll probably be traveling most of the time in the future."

Moran said, "It's not the kind of house you carry with you, but a home that can walk on its own and take me to the next destination."

That way, even if I'm constantly traveling, I won't feel lonely; home will be my best travel companion.

After she rescues Blue Star, she can settle down in Witch Wilderness and start her retirement life.

When I get bored, I can start a journey again anytime.

Moran's words made the little witches look longing.

“But do witches’ homes really exist?” Vasita asked.

"My witch talent is centered on creation. As long as I have enough knowledge and enough card-making materials, I will eventually realize my dream," Moran said.

"May we all, having left this temporary home, eventually have our own ideal witch's house!"

As she spoke, Sylph took out a palm-sized piece of green bamboo and removed the shrinking spell from it.

"What is this?" Moran sniffed. "Why do I think I smell alcohol?"

“These are wine bamboo tubes. The bamboo tubes are hollow and contain a refreshing wine; the taste is quite good.” Sylph said, using her spatial blade to slice the bamboo tubes open one by one and handing them out: “Cheers!”

"Cheers!" x5
"This wine is really good! It smells wonderful!"

“Drink as much as you want, I have more here when you’re done!” Sylph took out a bundle of shrunken wine bamboo: “It’ll give me some space to pack breadfruit the day after tomorrow.”

The next morning, sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell into Wild Boar Valley.

On the lush grass, six little witches, who had been sleeping in a tangled ball, slowly woke up.

“Sylph, this wine is really potent! It got us all drunk!” Moran said.

Witches are known for their high alcohol tolerance; their stomachs burst before they even pass out from being drunk.

There are also hangover remedies that can relieve the discomfort caused by excessive drinking.

The natural wine from this bamboo grove tastes refreshing and sweet, but she didn't notice anything special about it. As a result, she didn't even know when she fell asleep last night.

There are currently no materials available to craft a hangover cure.

The hangover relief cards she'd been making for so long without selling could finally come in handy.

She took out several hangover soup cards and gave each of them a bowl of hangover soup.

"Drink up quickly, drink to calm down, then we'll go hunt red-eyed birds! If we're too late, the flocks will leave their nests to hunt, and they'll be hard to find!"

By the way, I'm not taking anything else from my place. You can go and take a look and see if there's anything you need!
Everything will be reset after tomorrow.

Ais downed the hangover soup in one gulp and went to pick up her things without saying a word.

Her family was the poorest, but even if she didn't have anything else, she could still make a few sets of underwear from the cotton fabric that Moran didn't want.

After everyone else had finished choosing, Vasita simply used her Devouring Stomach to finish them off, swallowing anything she could lift in one gulp:
"That way, nothing is wasted!"