Miss Witch, even if we're poor, we can't sell ourselves!

Moonlight dripped down from the scarlet edge, like melting sky pouring onto flower petals.

After Miya fell into the sea of ​​flowers, she lay panting for several breaths, her fingers gripping the soil beneath her, her fingers filled with crushed petals and the sap of grass stems.

A familiar feeling welled up in her heart, and Mi Ye subconsciously realized that this was someone's sea of ​​consciousness.

But Meredith had already said that the sea of ​​consciousness of an ordinary witch is a natural landscape, the more desolate and pure the better. She even gave an example, saying that the sea of ​​consciousness of an S-class witch was a dead, frozen lake without even a breeze.

Miya listened very attentively and even raised her hand to ask if her sea of ​​consciousness was normal. Meredith remained silent for a long while before answering that she was an exception.

But the sea of ​​consciousness before me is even more outrageous than Mi Ye's.

Meredith said that there is always a sun in the sky of the sea of ​​consciousness, which is the manifestation of the witch's life force. A sea of ​​consciousness without a sun means that the master is irreversibly heading towards death.

Miya propped herself up, and the first thing she saw was a moon that occupied half of the sky, its grayish-white craters clearly visible, as if she could reach out and touch it.

But its outermost halo was scarlet, slowly writhing like a living thing, embedding a bleeding wound in the outline of the full moon.

The scarlet edge twitched from time to time, as if something was lying on the back of the moon, its edge wrapped with countless tentacles.

Before Miya could look any further, her sixth sense kicked in.

Behind her, amidst the rustling of the sea of ​​flowers, a sound that shouldn't have been there rushed straight at her from behind.

Miya flipped over, supporting herself with one hand, and a tentacle shot out from her sleeve.

Before she could even turn around to see her target clearly, the petals of the Blood Fairy at the tip of her tentacle hardened and contracted into the shape of a spearhead in an instant, and then the heavy impact slammed into her.

Shadow Wolf's chest slammed straight into the tip of the hardened tentacle. The impact traveled back along the tentacle, making Mi Ye's arm go numb, but that was all.

The passive effect of contempt was triggered the moment it was touched. The Shadow Wolf's forward charge was halted in mid-air, and the muscles in its limbs visibly atrophied, as if all its strength had been drained, causing it to collapse instantly.

Then the tip of the tentacle opened into a small black hole, and the Shadow Wolf's body was completely swallowed up in an instant, leaving not even a speck of ash. Only a warm energy flowed back into Mi Ye's body along the tentacle.

Constitution +2

[Agility +3]

[Vital Energy +25]

Miya frowned and withdrew her tentacles, glancing around.

Under the moonlight, this sea of ​​flowers appeared an unnatural silvery-white, with each flower's petals tilting slightly towards the moon, like countless tiny mouths opening towards the sky.

Shadow Wolf, a C-rank monster, is described in the "Common Monster Compendium" that Bie Chenye gave her. It is typically 1.2 to 1.5 meters long, lives in groups, and attacks by moving through the shadows at night.

But the fur of that one wasn't gray-black; instead, it glowed with a red light from the inside out, as if it had a lamp inside its body.

However, since this is someone's sea of ​​consciousness, as Teacher Meredith has also said, the sea of ​​consciousness is the embodiment of the spiritual space, and except in special cases, it is generally impossible for living beings to appear here.

But the shadow wolf that was swallowed up was clearly a real living being.

Alarm bells rang loudly in Mi Ye's mind.

Before she could sort out this logical contradiction, eight dark red shadows darted out from the depths of the flower bushes, flanking her in a fan shape close to the ground.

Miya instantly assumed a fighting stance, her two tentacles spreading out to the left and right, their hardened tips gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

She was just about to pull them apart one by one when the eight shadow wolves suddenly stopped in their tracks, as if they had all crashed into an invisible wall. The front paws of the one in front were still in a pouncing position, the claws digging into the soil and creating four deep furrows, but its body remained frozen in place.

Their heads all lowered, and all the Shadow Wolves' eyes were fixed in the same direction: the back of Mi Ye's hand.

The black star, without reflecting any light under the scarlet moonlight, resembled a lamp visible only to monsters. The eight shadow wolves took a half step back in unison, letting out a whimper like a puppy whose tail had been stepped on.

The next moment, they turned and ran, scattering in all directions. Their dark red shadows, like reflections on water shattered by a stone, scattered and disappeared into the depths of the flower sea.

Miya paused for a moment, then looked down at the back of her hand.

"...This thing can be used as an exorcism talisman?"

The sea of ​​flowers quieted down again. Mi Ye took a deep breath and started chasing after the Shadow Wolf in the direction it had fled.

As I passed a slow-moving shadow wolf, I casually stabbed it with my hand, then another, and another.

Constitution +9

[Agility +12]

[Vital Energy +89]

Miya didn't know how long she had been walking in this sea of ​​flowers.

The surrounding scenery remained almost unchanged, always an endless expanse of silvery-white flowers, always the crimson-edged full moon overhead, and the ground as flat as a deliberately flattened canvas, without even a single undulating hill.

She could only follow the girl's cries until the petals beneath her feet gradually thinned, the soil changed from dark brown to light pink, and finally she saw a tree.

Amidst a flat sea of ​​flowers, that tree stood alone between heaven and earth.

The trunk is very thick, and it looks like it would take three or four people to hug it. The bark is dark brown and covered with cracks, but it looks very clean.

It has no leaves, only countless pink and white petals hanging down from the branches high up like willow twigs. Each flower branch sways gently in the night breeze, like a tree full of silk curtains.

Warm yellow lanterns hung from the trees, one by one strung on thin ropes and dangling among the flower branches.

When the wind blows, the lanterns sway more than the flower branches, and the halo of light spreads out a constantly undulating warm-colored circle under the tree.

The red-glowing shadow wolves, which could move freely in the darkness, seemed to be driven by something, hiding in the outer flower field and watching from afar, not daring to approach the light.

A young girl was lying under the tree.

Miya approached quietly, her tentacles retracting to her sides to avoid startling the other.

She was a little witch, even smaller than Mi Ye, with long black hair cascading over her white dress, her face buried in her arms, her shoulders trembling.

Her crying had gone hoarse. Just as Mi Ye was about to ask if she was alright, the little witch suddenly seemed to sense something and abruptly raised her head.

Miya instantly recognized the other person.

It has a beautiful face, but there are three eyes on its right eye. Two of them are closed, and the middle one is wide open with a light silver pupil that looks like constantly flowing mercury under the lantern light.

The arrangement of the three eyes did not evoke fear, but rather a delicate beauty, as they stared intently at Miya.

Tears still clung to his eyes, and red marks remained on his face from crying, but his expression instantly shifted from sorrow to ferocity.

Without warning, she sprang up from the ground and pounced on Mi Ye, her mouth wide open, revealing her fangs, aiming straight for Mi Ye's face.

Miya's tentacles were faster than her reaction.

Two tentacles emerged simultaneously from the left and right sides, one wrapping around the wrist and the other around the waist, lifting the opponent off the ground.

The little witch struggled desperately in the tentacles, her strength as weak as a kitten just weaned swatting at someone with its paws. Miya even doubted that she could hold her down with one hand, relying solely on her physical strength, even without the tentacles.

The opponent's vitality was also ridiculously low, but the tentacles did not trigger any devouring response, indicating that the opponent was not a physical entity at all.

When the little witch realized that struggling was futile, she lowered her head and bit down on the tentacle, biting so hard that her cheeks were shaking.

Miya sighed.

"Stop biting, it doesn't hurt."

It didn't hurt at all; Miya even felt a little itchy, like a puppy with its teeth just coming in and biting her finger.

She maintained the position of binding the other person with her tentacles, silently activated her ability to read people's expressions, and then three lines of text appeared in her field of vision.

……

【Target】:

Lan Ye.

[Current Emotion]:

Loneliness, panic, confusion.

Personality Tendencies:

Stubborn and shy, but deep down she longs to be hugged. Her instinctive teeth-baring gestures to strangers are actually because she hasn't spoken to anyone in a very, very long time.

[Preferences]:

Singing, embraces, warm lights, pink and white petals.

……

Miya loosened the grip on her tentacles.

"Your name is Lan Ye, isn't it?"

The little witch paused for a moment as she bit the tentacle, and all three eyes widened simultaneously. The ferocity in her right eye, which was still open, vanished instantly like a burst bubble, replaced by utter bewilderment.

Miya did not wait for the other party's reply.

She slowly loosened the tentacle wrapped around Lan Ye's waist, and another tentacle changed shape and unfolded. The petals of the Blood Fairy gathered into a soft ball and cushioned Lan Ye's back.

Lan Ye's body was so cold it looked like she had just been pulled out of the water. Her white dress clung to the tentacles, making one shiver involuntarily.

Miya glanced at the little witch curled up in a ball and unconsciously began to sing.

It was that song that came from the tape recorder, the one she heard in the hospital, half-asleep, half-awake state, the one someone was humming softly by her bedside, the song that pulled her out of a complete fog of confusion.

Mi Ye couldn't remember the lyrics, so she could only hum the melody with a nasal tone. The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in this quiet sea of ​​flowers where even the wind couldn't make a sound.

Lan Ye's wide-open eyes suddenly blurred, and tears also welled up in the corners of her other two closed eyes, streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto Mi Ye's clothes. Then she buried her face in Mi Ye's collar and cried loudly.

Mi Ye didn't speak, but continued humming a song, gently patting Lan Ye's back with one hand.

"It's alright, it's alright."

The Blood Fairy petals opened to their fullest extent, sticking one by one to Lan Ye's back, transferring warmth to her.

Mi Ye didn't know if this would work, but at least Lan Ye wasn't trembling so badly anymore.

She began to stroke Lan Ye's head, her fingers combing through her long black hair from top to bottom, again and again without getting tired of it.

She used this action in her past life when she was taking care of the little girl next door who was crying from fright, and she also used it on Bie Chenye. It probably works on everyone.

Lan Ye slowly loosened her grip on her clothes, and her sobs gradually subsided.

Mi Ye looked up, her gaze passing over the treetops, and saw the crimson-edged full moon still hanging in the sky.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but the crimson ring around the edge seems to have thinned out a little bit.