The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

The coma caused by the overdraft of magic power is not strong, and you will usually wake up soon.

When the witch opened her eyes again, if it weren't for her extraordinary perception, she wouldn't even have discovered that she was lying on a carriage, because it was so stable.

The shock absorption system on the physical level cannot reach this level. The only explanation is that it can be magical.

"Are you awake?" came the girl's curious and appraising voice, which seemed a bit rude.

But now the witch obviously has no time to worry about these details. She reluctantly stood up, raised her head and asked: "Did you save me?"

Before she finished speaking, the witch's pupils shrank slightly, just because she saw the girl in front of her - the pair of bat wings behind her.

Speaking of which, the previous teleportation was just a matter of being forced into a desperate situation and choosing to try her luck. The witch chose Scarlet's castle as the destination with very little hope.

In this dark age, she could not place any hope on people's moral standards. Whether they were robbers or wild beasts living in the wild, she could easily get rid of her when her magic power was exhausted.

So what she can do is put her hope in Scarlet, a family that was once a descendant of vampire blood.

Now it seems that she made the right bet.

But, why do descendants of vampires have demonic characteristics?

"Thank you." The witch thanked her seriously. No matter what, it was the other party who saved her from a desperate situation. She recognized this favor.

After arriving, the witch noticed that there was actually a lot of luggage in the not-so-large carriage, and most of it was for daily use. It was just like——

"Are you going on a long trip?" the witch asked tentatively.

"That's right." It was Gloria who answered the witch. She didn't seem to know how to speak, as if she was hesitant to speak.

"If you don't mind, please allow me to accompany you until my magic power is restored."

As she said that, the witch showed an apologetic expression: "Actually, I was being chased by the knights of the church before. I was accidentally injured by them and there was blood left behind. I'm afraid it won't be long before they track my location. We should separate. Let’s go, I’m worried I’ll get you in trouble.”

The witch has an unexpectedly kind heart. She knows that she has been targeted by the church, but Scarlet's situation is even worse. Demons and vampires, no matter which one, are the targets that the church must purify.

She thought that she had caused trouble for the other party, and her expression was a little gloomy.

However, after hearing the witch's words, both Remilia and Gloria had strange expressions.

"What, what's wrong?" The witch seemed a little confused as to why they reacted like this.

Gloria turned her head away in embarrassment and said nothing, while Remilia simply lowered her head and started teasing her sister in her arms.

The atmosphere in the carriage was somewhat silent for a while.

"Ahem."

In the end, the young man chose to stand up. He pushed open half of the carriage door and smiled apologetically at the witch: "Actually."

Under the boy's lengthy and unclear explanation, it took the witch a while to sort out the useful information.

Then, her face turned from white to red, and then from red to black.

"Did you attract the knights from the church?!"

"Well, if you say that, it can't be entirely my fault. That magic book is real, and that liar was the one you called to deceive us." The boy's shamelessness seemed to be a bit beyond the witch's expectations.

"You——" The witch was choked and speechless.

Born in this bad era, as a party blacklisted by the church, they are destined to be unable to walk openly in the sun, and can only rely on such roundabout temptations to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

What the witch did was just to confirm Scarlet's background, and the magic book with nothing but mediocre effects was the best proof.

She felt extremely angry after being beaten upside down. If it weren't for her poor health at the moment, she really wanted to throw a fireball at the young man's head to let him feel real warmth.

"Hmph, cough, cough!" The angry witch felt dizzy for a while, and the physical problems caused by the surge of energy and blood made her already unhealthy face even paler.

"Hey, are you okay?" Seeing the witch's terrible physical condition, the boy quickly motioned to Gloria with his eyes to help her up.

The resentment in her heart has not dissipated, and the witch obviously does not want to accept their help, but her weakness makes her unable to refuse.

"Asthma, and anemia, your body is already like this at this time?" The boy asked in surprise after seeing the witch's physical condition at a glance.

Seemingly surprised that the young man saw through his condition with just one glance, the witch seemed a little surprised, and the anger just now slowed down a lot under the raging condition of the disease.

"What do you mean?" After reading out the different meaning in the boy's words, the witch asked back, "Could it be that you've seen me before?"

"No, that's not the case."

The boy denied it very quickly, and he just said indifferently: "I thought you left such a root cause of illness after those battles."

"Fight? Ah, are you talking about fighting the knights of the church? Oh, it's not that simple."

Although she misunderstood the boy's meaning, the witch still gave him a curious answer: "My physical weakness is an innate factor. My family performed some kind of ritual a few generations ago to exchange physical health for more magic power." , this kind of thing should be familiar to you.”

As she spoke, the witch turned her attention to Remilia, and her bat wings looked extremely bright at this moment.

The young man narrowed his eyes and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence. Although the facts were different from what he imagined, it was still more or less expected.

"Let me introduce you again, my name is Patchouli," the witch said her name to everyone: "Pachouli Noreki."

As a witch, although there is not much need to keep the name secret, it is also a solemn sign to take the initiative to reveal the real name.

The boy didn't speak. After a brief silence, Remilia suddenly realized that she was Scarlet's master, so she also reported her name: "Remilia Scarlet."

The witch was a little surprised. Logically speaking, the devil's name should not be easily spoken, otherwise it would be easily targeted as a weakness.

But what she didn't know was that as a hybrid of a demon and a vampire, Remilia didn't have a real name to see through this weakness.

However, what actually surprised the witch the most was that after telling her name, Remilia turned to the boy and asked, "Can you take her with you, Onii-chan?"

In fact, Remilia just felt that there was a strange attraction to Patchouli. That special feeling was like the intimacy she felt when she met the boy for the first time, and there was a sense of destined identity between them. between.

Based on this, Remilia rescued Patchouli and chose to take her with her to escape, even if it would lead to the pursuit of the church.

But Patchouli had no objection to Remilia's thoughts. What she cared about was the name given to the boy.

The witch stared blankly at Remilia's bat wings, and then at the boy's normal human appearance, with a very strange look on her face.

Looking at him with such eyes, the young man finally understood.

A long time ago, well, theoretically, it should be a long time later, when he was trying magic on a certain black and white, he heard that one of the required subjects for witches was linguistics.

It's not about learning all the languages ​​in the world, but about deciphering the meaning of all languages ​​through the guidance of magic.

In other words, this witch of Europa definitely understands the true meaning of that title.

Thinking of this, it seemed that the hole that the boy had buried because of his bad taste at that time seemed to be buried in him this time.