Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 1 Doing one good deed a day

"Your Fireball proficiency has reached maximum level."

The last flame went out, and a relieved smile finally appeared on the face of the gray-haired young man sitting at the table.

This is the second year since Ethan came into this world. In the past two years, he has been doing the same thing - practicing fireball magic.

After 4015 prayers and 16060 spell casts, he finally raised his proficiency in fireball to perfection.

But soon, Ethan stopped smiling.

Compared to others, he is now only slightly proficient in some basic spells such as fireball.

And outside this window are the resurrected ancient gods, the promoted new gods, and their powerful believers. He doesn't want to have anything to do with those crazy beings.

The world is full of dangers and there is still a long way to go.

Ethan lit the gas lamp in the room. The table was piled with documents, and on top was the notice issued by the guild a few days ago.

《Reward target: Werewolf, estimated danger level: Level 1》

The person who issued the commission was Mrs. Royce from the town. A few days ago, her husband went out hunting with a shotgun and never came back. When the guild organized people to search the mountain, they found her husband's half-eaten body. The chest cavity of the body was cut open and the attacker swallowed his heart.

All signs indicate that the murderer is a werewolf, a group of people who believed in the goddess of hunting but failed to advance, and became monsters that completely lost their minds and fed on hearts.

The bounty notice was written by Ethan, who was the clerk of the town's guild. His job was to register unusual cases that occurred in the town, issue bounty commissions, and record the progress of the commissions. Although the work was very tedious, he could come into contact with unusual cases without leaving his home. He only needed to stay in the back to understand the movements of the town and even the border.

However, today, Ethan's work went terribly wrong.

The reason is the red moon outside the window at this moment. The moon has a pupil that rotates from time to time, like a huge eye.

Ethan opened the old parchment book on the table and found the corresponding chapter according to the table of contents.

"Blood Moon Festival".

He skipped the narrative description and found the key part. The parchment book mentioned that under the influence of the blood moon, the power of evil and deformed creatures would be greatly increased. If it were reflected in werewolves, it would be keener perception, greater strength, faster speed, and unparalleled regenerative ability.

The blood moon will also amplify negative emotions in human hearts, causing people to lose their judgment under the negative influences of fear, anger, greed, etc.

Simply put, this is a field buff that greatly enhances dark creatures while weakening humans.

The three people who took on the commission were experienced hunters. The guild awarded them first-level medals. This was originally a foolproof hunt, but everything changed because of a sudden vision.

In the end, God was angry and people were resentful.

Ethan was anxious.

As we all know, werewolves are dark creatures that live in groups.

So the question is, why is there a lone wolf wandering in the mountains outside the town, and why does it suddenly attack the people in the town?
Who was always casting fireballs onto the mountain late at night, and why did his skill proficiency occasionally increase unnaturally by a small amount?

Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?

At this moment, the red moon outside the window is examining the suspect Mori in front of the gas lamp like a famous detective.

Even nature has pity on the lonely werewolf in the mountains. Ethan can imagine that it was originally a carefree little wolf, living an isolated but happy life in the mountains. He has a large tribe, and every wolf in the tribe is gentle and friendly.

Until one day, several fireballs streaked across the sky and hit them on the head. Ethan, a resident of the town, knew that there was a man who had released tens of thousands of fireballs into the mountains in the past two years, and had caused two forest fires during that time. Every number representing the proficiency was filled with the smell of sin.

The strange red moon affected Ethan. As long as he closed his eyes, he could foresee the fate of the three hunters.

A rustling sound rang in his ears and his vision shook violently. It seemed that one of the three hunters was running in the forest in panic. The hunter's right leg was pierced, so he could not take big steps. He had to endure severe pain with every step.

The sound of pursuit followed closely behind, and the high-speed moving shadow shuttled through the bushes and leaped onto a branch.

The hunter looked up and saw a shadow passing by. When the nearly three-meter-tall monster jumped down from above the man's head, a broken arm fell in front of him.

It looks like a woman's arm, with the guild's mark on it.

The hunter was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He screamed and backed away using his hands and feet, but the huge body just leaped lightly and rode on him.

The screams were drowned out by the sound of breaking bones. The hunter's chest was torn open by sharp claws, revealing a still beating heart. The monster, overjoyed, tore out the heart and swallowed it into its stomach in one gulp.

"hiss--!"

Ethan took a deep breath, feeling the same pain. He felt the hunter's fear of death, as well as the sadness and anger in the werewolf's heart.

No werewolf wants to be a lone wolf. It should hunt with the pack, and the whole valley will be filled with a happy atmosphere.

This can't go on!

Ethan's heart was gradually overwhelmed by guilt. Since all this was caused by his fireball, it should be ended by fireball. He decided to use the warmth of fireball to heal the scars in the lone wolf's heart.

This way, they can all find peace.

Thinking of this, Yi began his 4016th prayer.

Along with devout prayers, at the end of the distant night sky, a meteor flew past in the distance, and the rolling flames ignited the blood-stained sky, making the town seem to return to daytime.

Ethan heard from the people in the town that shooting stars represent hope. The shooting stars in the night sky were getting closer and closer, and finally they hit the top of the mountain like a falling sun.

Unfortunately, he was still inexperienced and could only find a way to transform the fireball into the appearance of a meteor, but he believed that the lone wolf in the forest must have seen it.

Then, just like what is described in the fairy tale, the little wolf will see his grandmother in this strong light, so gentle and so loving. His grandmother will pick him up, hold him in her arms, and take him to a world without cold, hunger and pain.

This is the story of "The Little Werewolf Who Buys a Fireball".

Ethan also found some comfort from this. He looked at the blood moon hanging high in the night sky. It was obvious that the blood moon also agreed with his actions. It closed its eyes and no longer looked at him with cold eyes.

I did another good thing today.

“To help reunite children who have been separated from their homes with their families.”

Ethan lowered his head and wrote the good people and good deeds on it.

Then he turned off the gas and closed his notebook.

"The Good People of Creekwood Town".

This title was faintly written on the cover of the notebook.

(End of this chapter)