The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Lilith and Vasita's Dead Servant Zombies are ready, now only Sylph's mutated Black Death Tree is yet to be cultivated.

Before returning to his tent, Moran glanced at the spot where Sylph had placed the Black Death Tree planting pots.

Thanks to the ample supply of corpses and the nourishment of alien magic during this period, the mutated Black Death Tree, which was originally just a small seed, has now grown into a three-meter-tall tree, half green and half black.

However, compared to the Black Dead Tree in the Black Forest, it's still a small fry.

Wait, why is it still so high?
“Sylph, why do I feel like the trunk and branches of the Black Death Tree haven’t grown at all for several days?” Moran asked curiously.

Before, I checked every other day and the mutated black dead tree would grow taller!

“Its tree can only grow this big,” Sylph said. “Now it’s gathering strength to bear fruit.”

"Is it time for the results?" Moran asked curiously. "Has it clarified what 'two kinds of dolls' means yet?"

Sylph shook her head: "It communicates much more smoothly now, but it insists that it's super useful and that it will give me a surprise after the results are in."

"..." Moran looked at the black dead tree next to her, which was shaking its branches comfortably after eating its fill, and said with a complicated expression, "Well, it's quite unique!"

It seems that Sylph will soon achieve her goal, and they will probably be on their way again soon. Moran quickly returned to her tent to study her alien contractor management plan and cards.

As soon as I settled down, I noticed an unusual fluctuation in the space.

A golden bird flew down in front of her.

"Shana's mother replied so quickly?" Moran took the letter in surprise, only to find it was just a thin sheet of golden bird paper with the words: "Humans are here, come quickly! Location is..."

It was a letter written by Lilith!
Moran immediately got up and teleported outside the tent, where he saw Sylph holding the same golden bird letter.

"You received the news too?" Sylph asked.

Moran nodded and released the flying carpet: "Let's go!"

The flying carpet flew swiftly towards the location described in the letter.

The distance wasn't very far, and soon we saw Lilith and Vasita on the flying carpet.

It must have been in order to meet up with them that he deliberately didn't turn on the invisible shield.

Moran controlled the flying carpet to approach, and he and Sylph jumped onto Lilith's flying carpet.

"What's going on?" Moran asked. "Where are the humans? Are they up to something bad?"

“How could humans have ventured deep into the Black Forest?” Sylph asked.

“It’s nothing serious, I just called you to see the human female,” Lilith said.

“And she’s alive!” Vasita said. “She really looks just like us! If it weren’t for the strange energy aura, I would have thought she was a witch!”

"Really? Where is it?" Sylph's anxiety faded, leaving only curiosity.

"Living human women" were still quite a novelty for the witches who had just emerged from the wilderness and hadn't seen many living people.

A witch's view of a human male is simply a normal perception of a different race; she might find it novel.

But when you look at human women, besides the novelty, you often feel a sense of closeness.

Witches on the outside are always more willing to lend a helping hand to human women, because witches originally came from human women who had awakened.

The witches believed that they were related to human women.

Of course, all of this is on the premise that human women are also friendly to witches.

"Look! There it is!" Lilith said, pointing to a dark figure crawling beneath a black, lifeless tree. Moran looked closely and, good heavens, the figure's breath was so faint it was almost gone!

Her body was being invaded by the power of death, and she was about to become a dead human woman.

Moran also sensed a faint fluctuation of magical energy emanating from her: "She's actually an apprentice-level mage?"

"Aren't apprentice-level mages and novice witches about the same level? How did she manage to venture into the depths of the Black Forest all by herself?" Sylph found it rather strange.

“Because she’s lucky!” Vasita said.

Lilith explained, "We checked her and there were no signs that she had fought any undead creatures or battled any living Black Death Tree. Her weakness is a result of the death energy permeating the Black Forest."

"So amazing?" Moran looked at the figure shrouded in black robes below. "How about we get her out of danger first, then knock her unconscious and use the Tracing Technique to check her memories and see what's going on with her? If she's a good person, we'll save her life; if she's a bad guy, we'll just leave her in the forest to die."

“Great! As long as she stays unconscious, we won’t be at risk of being exposed!” Vasita said.

Lilith used a levitation spell to levitate the figure.

Moran took out an empty small space tent and placed it on her flying carpet: "Put it in here!"

The tent has no windows, so even if she wakes up unexpectedly, she won't be able to see her surroundings.

After the person was laid down on the bed and the black cloak covering her was removed, they finally saw the face of this human woman, or rather, the girl.

“She looks very young!” Sylph said.

“I will remove the power of death from her!” Vasita said.

Removing the power of death is not difficult; anyone with necromancy can do it.

What was an irresistible force of death for the mage apprentice was easily unleashed by the witch, who was skilled in necromancy, with a mere flick of her finger.

Once the power of death was removed, the mage apprentice's physical condition did not deteriorate further.

Without a word, Sylph forced a bottle of sleeping potion down her throat: "Alright, this way you won't wake up unless you drink the antidote."

Sleep potion and slumber potion are completely different. The latter allows one to wake up naturally after the effects wear off, while the former requires an antidote.

Moran nodded and used healing magic to treat her a little to improve her condition, so that she wouldn't die from the Source Tracing Technique.

Once she felt it was about right, she used the Source Tracing Technique to access her memories.

For Moran, who possessed immense spiritual power, her entire life's memories were merely a short film, which she could watch in an instant, as she was just a mage apprentice.

Moran opened her eyes and looked at the sleeping brown-haired girl in surprise.

"Moran, how is it?" Lilith asked.

“She’s that wild mage being hunted by the temple!” Moran said.

"A temple?" Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph reacted immediately, their expressions showing surprise.

So far, all they've heard about is a wild mage posing as a temple saint, from the corpses found in the Black Forest outside Mino Town.

"How did she end up here?" Lilith asked curiously.

“Yes! If we’re going to escape, we should run towards the Magic Empire!” Vasita said. “We’re going in the exact opposite direction.”

"Could this be a human conspiracy?" Sylph frowned. (End of Chapter)