Witch Redemption

"Yes, but don't worry. You'll go back to your hometown when you die. If you're not happy about it, then try to live on."

Number 47 appropriately displayed a relaxed expression.

The blonde beauty pondered for a moment before using polite language, "How many times have you withstood the Crimson Night Torrent, senior? Are the number of times each person has withstood it calculated individually?"

"Yes, if we calculate it separately, I've been in this world for about a year now. In three days, it will be my twelfth time resisting the Crimson Night Torrent. It's said that this time, abyssal monsters will appear, and there might even be apostles."

Li Lan and the other person then asked about the terms "Abyssal Monsters" and "Apostles," which did not exist in the original legend of the goddess. However, number 47 did not explain them, only saying, "You will know when you become stronger."

"That's about all I wanted to say. I believe you now have a basic understanding of this world," Number 47 gestured to the huge book in his hand. "Most of the information about this world can be found in this magic book. You might want to take a look."

Magic book?

Li Lan then noticed that when he was pulled into this side room, he was also holding a black leather book with gray patterns.

The book is ten centimeters thick, and its length and width are similar to the 12-inch laptop he used to use, giving it a heavy feel in his hand.

In addition, Li Lan noticed that the covers of the magic books held by the three people present had different patterns. For example, the one in Li Lan's hand had a pattern like the veins of a leaf, the one in the blonde beauty's hand had a pattern like a dragon, and the one in code 47 had a pattern of countless interconnected rings.

"Then, please wait here for a moment while I go and arrange your departure procedures."

After saying her last sentence, number 47 got up and walked towards the door.

Chapter 3 Natal Magic Book

The room quickly fell silent again. Li Lan glanced around and saw that the room, which was also rather small, was quite gloomy. There were no windows, only a small door leading to the large pile of prison cells outside.

He sighed helplessly and then turned his gaze to the blonde beauty across from him, whose face was ashen.

A thought struck Li Lan: she suddenly remembered that before she lost consciousness, another whale in the game guild group had experienced the same thing. Could it be the "beautiful woman" in front of her?

So he tried saying a few more words, "European?"

Although Li Lan really wanted to say these words in Mandarin, the common language of this world seemed to have become an instinct, so he could only reluctantly accept it.

At this point, the blonde "beauty's" expression clearly showed excitement, and she began to reply in Common, "African?"

Oh! That's really true!

"My God! It really is you!"

"Your luck is as bad as ever, you've dragged me down with you!"

"The lucky one has an extremely long lifespan" finally couldn't hold back anymore and complained a few times, saying that he felt like dying right now.

"What does this have to do with me? It's more like your bad luck ruined you. You won with only two chances. What can I do?"

Li Lan was also very frustrated. She had finally managed to get lucky, but then this kind of trouble happened.

The well-known whale in the group was speechless at this point, and could only sigh, "Oh well, what can I do now?"

After hanging his head dejectedly for a moment, he looked up again. "Do you believe what that woman said?"

"Hmm, I'll reluctantly believe it. Anyway, neither of us has the courage to try committing suicide and going home." What else can we do if we don't believe it? We're still in this room, and we don't know what kind of world awaits us outside. "By the way, she said we could look at the contents of this book. What kind of magic book is this again?"

Out of curiosity, Li Lan curiously opened the book in front of her, which was about the size of a 12-inch laptop. With a whoosh, a large number of pages were slid open from the middle to both sides, finally revealing only the two pages on the left and right, starting from the middle.

Moreover, this magic book is now completely defying the laws of physics, floating directly in front of Li Lan.

"This...this really is a miracle!"

Speechless, Li Lan stared curiously at the contents of the magic book.

However, the characters on it were not any of the original scripts on Earth. They resembled Arabic, but the segmentation of the characters and the rules of grammar were more like Chinese. The script had a mysterious quality to it.

On the left-hand page, it is displayed from top to bottom as follows:

Name: Karen Elf

Race: Elf

Occupation: Pastor

Secondary occupation: None

Level: LV1 Experience Points: 0

skill:

First Aid LV1

Prayer LV1

Blessing LV1

Binding artifact:

Revelation LV1

Libra's Cross Sword LVMAX

Li Lan understood the series of text on the left, and then wondered why the pages on the right were blank.

"There are even levels? It seems like I've really been transported to a game world?"

There's just one thing I don't understand. In a normal online game, leveling up would definitely grant many additional attributes, such as health, mana, strength, and intelligence. But this interface doesn't show any detailed data on these aspects.

"Yeah, it's amazing," the "lucky one" who was also flipping through a magic book chimed in. "Lana Sivir, race: Argonian. That should be my identity after I transmigrated here, but the class is a bit off, Lancer..."

"Lucky E...you seal's got what's coming to you!"

"Pah, can you call spending money on in-game purchases a 'seal'?"

“Yes, yes, yes,” Li Lan couldn’t help but complain, “If that’s the case, I’ll have to call you Lana directly from now on. Just thinking about how you used to be a burly man makes me feel psychologically resistant to getting close to you.”

“Same here, my orientation is normal too,” the lucky whale naturally knew that Li Lan was trying to ease the tension between them, and he breathed a sigh of relief as well. “What about you?”

"Kalen Elf, race: elf, profession: priest."

Li Lan didn't know what the purpose of the so-called profession was in the short term. To be honest, only about half an hour had passed since he confirmed that he had transmigrated, and he did not feel any abnormal power in his body.

Aren't the so-called elves supposed to have high magic power and be able to sense the surrounding elements? But Li Lan really couldn't detect any elements in the surrounding air. Of course, he stared at the particles floating around for a while, but he quickly realized!

These things are just dust.

Dog poop.

"It looks a bit like a game no matter how you look at it. I don't know how experience points are calculated, and I don't know if leveling up will unlock more skills."

Lana fiddled with the magic book for a while longer; her voice was that of a gentle older sister, inexplicably alluring.

Li Lan actually felt a little flirted with, and could only comfort herself by thinking, "This guy is a guy." "More than leveling up, I'm more concerned about whether death in this world is irreversible, right?"

"I'm afraid so, but death can allow us to return to our original world."

"Who knows? I don't think you believe that kind of thing either." Li Lan pondered for a moment.

To be precise, no one is afraid of dying and would dare to risk their life.

Lana was also puzzled. "It seems we can only try the second method that the beautiful woman mentioned, but we don't know how to do it."

"Yes, of course I'm not saying that the beautiful senior is lying, it's just that I'm a little afraid of death and don't have the courage to commit suicide."

Li Lan thought for a moment and decided not to delve into the topic. To refute a claim, one needs facts to prove it, but unfortunately, Li Lan didn't have any. She could only weakly argue like a keyboard warrior.

"That's true, I don't have any either."

What a joke! There's no evidence that death can actually end time travel.

At this moment, both of them felt much calmer. If they had traveled through time alone, they would probably have been worried for a while, but fortunately, they had another person to accompany them, which made them feel much more at ease.

"Hmm, that pretty girl said you can find other information on it, but I don't know how," Li Lan also fiddled with the magic book for a while, but found that she couldn't turn on the back pages. "Strange."

… … … … … …

Witch Prison, Central Sanctuary.

This is an open-air circular field surrounded by a wall nearly 100 meters high, blocking out most of the light. Although you can see the sky with its drifting white clouds when you look up, it is quite gloomy below.

Number 47's face was hidden under his cloak and hood, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

He slowly traversed the long passageway and stepped into the large circular space through a domed archway.

On this rough rocky ground, numerous strange and mysterious incantations are engraved, interlocking and spreading, finally weaving together at the very center of the field to form a circular magic circle.

"Warden, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Number 47 greeted the old woman in the center of the field without any emotion, and then continued walking.

The ugly old woman simply nodded to the former, holding a notebook in one hand and a quill pen in the other, seemingly writing something.

In front of the old woman, in the center of the large magic circle, stood two unremarkable gray-silver greatswords. The hilts of the greatswords were straight, about fifty centimeters long, forming a cross shape with the slender blades and hilts.

In addition, the two cross swords are identical in shape and size, but there are also obvious differences.

Those are the different engravings less than two centimeters from the gauntlet. One is engraved with elegant leaf-like patterns, while the other is engraved with mysterious S-shaped dragon patterns.

“Witch, code name 001,” the old woman clipped the quill pen to the notebook, freed her left hand to easily grab the greatsword with the cross engraved on the leaf, and handed it to number 47, “True name, Karen Elf.”

Number 47 accepted it respectfully, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes hidden under the hood.

"The warden of the Witch's Prison, the Undying Iris, is rumored to be an immortal being over three thousand years old. Her strength ranks among the top ten in the British Empire, and she is unfathomable! She is a being that no one dares to provoke lightly!"

“Witch, code name 002,” the old woman picked up another greatsword with a dragon engraving, “real name, Lana Sivir.”

"Please deliver their identification documents to them."

"Furthermore, I know you are trying to defy the will of the gods. It's not too late to give up now if you don't want these two descendants to be buried with you in three days."

For a fleeting moment, the eyes of number 47, hidden beneath her hood, revealed extreme fear. She hesitated for a moment, then stammered out a single word, "I dare not!"

… … … … … …

The tightly closed door suddenly opened, and Number 47, who had been away for a while, seemed much more cheerful upon his return.

"Have you all confirmed the contents of the grimoire?"

"Yes."

"Now, please collect your respective Libra Cross Greatswords. These are our exclusive weapons, and we will definitely need them to hunt monsters in the future."

Number 47 paused for a moment, then raised the greatsword with leaf engravings in his hand.

"First of all, who is Karen Elf?"

Li Lan was a little surprised. He hadn't told the other party about his name after he transmigrated, so how did the other party know?

"it's me."