The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 461 The Performance Ends
The spot where Miss Witch had previously set up her stall was now empty, so Greta simply walked over and placed the {Food Card - Black Bread} and {Food Card - White Bread} she had redeemed there.

She is penniless and needs to exchange some money to continue her journey.

If she encounters the witch again later, she'll have money to buy some potions.

People who had heard that the alchemist witch had set up a stall here came to check it out, only to find that the stall had been taken over by someone else, and were immediately disappointed.

Looking at the items at Greta's stall again, she was even more disappointed: "What alchemist would turn black bread into magic cards for no reason!"

It's not that it's not powerful, it's a magical item; but it can only conjure up black bread and white bread.

The price is so much higher than regular black or white bread!

The only advantage is that the card is easy to carry and the food inside doesn't spoil easily.

But black bread is so hard it could be used as a weapon! There's no need to worry about it spoiling!
Upon seeing that the stall owner was a sorcerer, and after informing him of the witch's whereabouts, he reluctantly bought a {food card - white bread} to support the business.

Greta's business was far worse than she had imagined.

The Duchy of Lance treats its troops stationed in the five villages on the southern border very well. This area is also considered the border of the Magic Empire, so the empire also provides subsidies.

Most of the villagers were soldiers who farmed the land and received military pay, so they had no worries about food and clothing.

When they go out, they usually go in teams to hunt down monsters in uninhabited areas. Each trip is short, and they have plenty of rations to choose from. They also get a lot of monster meat to eat.

Foreign caravans also had their own cooks, and the caravans carried grain.

Black bread has absolutely no market here, and black bread cards are even less so.

Only a few {food cards - white bread} were sold, and not many.

But at least they managed to scrape together enough money to stay in a cheap hotel, and they could also grab a bite of fried pork chop at a nearby shop before heading back to their stall.

Although business was dismal, Greta's only cost was her mental energy, which she could restore through meditation. Selling one copy meant pure profit, so she continued the business.

Moran shook off the enthusiastic villagers and went to the caravan's encampment, where he exchanged all the money he had earned from selling potions for various miscellaneous books.

They shrunk the books one by one, stuffed them into their animal-skin bags, and left satisfied with their bulging bags.

As he walked, he was flipping through a book he had just bought.

She didn't perform this time. She originally wanted to completely justify her motives for coming to Riverside Village before buying books, but she didn't expect to actually buy some of the latest publications from the Duchy of Lance. She couldn't wait to start reading them on the way.

No one noticed her as they walked past Greta's stall.

"What a free-spirited and unconventional witch!" Greta thought to herself, watching Moran's retreating figure with envy.
"One day, I will become someone like Miss Witch!"

After leaving the village, Moran finished reading the magazine from the Magic Tower of the Duchy of Lance, which was published three months ago.

She took out her flying broom and rode it to the other side of the river.

She flew over the River of Origin and then flew deeper into the Emerald Plains. When no one could see her anymore, she ended her act, activated the invisibility function of her flying broom, drank the antidote to the shapeshifting potion, turned around, and returned to Riverside Village.

She sensed through the pet contract that Zizi was still in Riverside Village, so Lilith and the others should be there too. Following the connection of the pet contract, Moran found Lilith's flying carpet above the Riverside Town market and successfully reunited with them.

"How was it? Did I act well?" Moran asked.

“If I hadn’t seen you drink the transformation potion and turn into that state, I would never have connected that witch with you,” Vasita praised.

"How did you manage to resist saying a single word to Greta?" Lilith asked. "If it were me, I would definitely chat with her more and become friends. That way, the contract process would go more smoothly later!"

Moran shook her head: "I'm playing the role of a high-level alchemist witch! If I'm too enthusiastic towards a junior mage apprentice, she probably won't feel honored; instead, she'll suspect I have ulterior motives. The more I say, the more mistakes I make. As long as I achieve my goal, that's enough. This is just right!"
A witch who happened to pass by and made a deal with her.

This demonstrates the witch's integrity in the transaction without giving her any reason to overthink it.

Lilith could only say, "You're such a good actress!"

"What are you doing here?" Moran looked down from the flying carpet. "Is Greta setting up a stall here?"

“You walked right past her after you bought the book!” Lilith said.

"The way she looked at your back was just like how we looked at Lady Carmela back then," Vasita said. "You've done a good job of acting."

Moran smiled smugly: "Of course!"

Having inherited the experience and memories of so many actors and screenwriters from across the planet, if she can't act well, she might as well give up.

"By the way, how's Greta's business? When will she be able to save enough for the trip to the capital?" Moran asked.

“Greta’s plan to make a fortune selling bread cards has probably fallen through. She spent the whole afternoon setting up her stall, sold a few cards, booked a hotel, had dinner, and then spent it all. She’s still here setting up her stall now,” Sylph said.

“She’s so lucky, why didn’t she find some gold coins or treasure? If she relied on selling bread, who knows how long it would take to save enough for her journey!” Vasita said.

“She wasn’t that lucky.” Moran recalled the memories of Greta that he had read about; she had never found money on the street. At most, she would only have a premonition of impending danger.

“Moran, bring out the flying carpet!” Lilith said. “I think Greta will be staying in Riverside Village for quite some time. Her inn is right across the street, so let’s set up camp here too!”

“No need! Let’s head straight to the Count of Pallouf!” Moran said.

"They're leaving already? Abandoning Greta?" Sylph was still a little worried.

"Greta has already entered the territory of the Duchy of Lance. Given the Duchy's preferential treatment of mages, Greta will be fine. Besides, she has a lucky intuition!"

She had already escaped from the Kingdom of Watson, and the environment here in the Duchy of Lance was much more peaceful for her.

The journey to the capital from here on out is up to her alone.

Furthermore, I can use the cards to find out her location and learn about her current situation.

We'll go to Palluf territory first to legitimize our identities. Then we'll be Instructor Moran and three junior mage apprentices, and we won't be able to ride the flying carpet anymore.

We can only travel to the capital by carriage, and we might even arrive after Greta!
"We'll just camp out for the night in the woods north of Riverside Village," Moran said.