Rise of the Dark Witch

Sweet City First People's Hospital.

In a single room filled with the strong smell of medicine.

Wearing a white hospital gown and a pale face, Roya lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling boredly.

He seems to be in a daze, but he is actually observing the world with the evidence of his two souls.

With the power of being able to easily observe the evidence of two souls in a radius of hundreds of kilometers, in just a few days, he may know much more about this world than many natives of this world.

At this time.

Boom boom.

There was a knock on the door.

After getting his response, the door opened with a click.

A very capable woman wearing a black knight work uniform, gold-rimmed glasses, and long brown hair tied behind her head walked in.

The woman came to the hospital bed.

"Hello, I'm Miller, a staff member of the patrol organization. Do you have time to answer a few questions for me?" Miller sat down next to the bed and asked softly.

"No problem." Roya sat up on the bed.

"May I have your name?"

"Roya."

"where is your family."

"I have no family."

"Where do you live now?"

"I'm a homeless person with no fixed abode."

After briefly asking for some personal information, Miller's expression suddenly changed and his tone became much more serious, "Do you still remember what happened that night? Can you tell me what happened that night?"

Roja nodded slightly, then shook his head, "I only remember that it was very foggy that night..."

Miller listened to Roja attentively, interrupting from time to time to ask some questions.

Half an hour later.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Miller said, closing the notebook in his hand.

"This is what it should be." Roja suddenly asked: "Where is the knight uncle who saved me that day? How is he? Can you let me see him and thank him personally?"

"Uncle Orson? He died in the line of duty." Miller's voice suddenly became deeper.

"how come?"

"It's not your fault. Even without you, the erosion of the Demon Realm will still happen, and the ending will not change."

"..."

"You have a good rest. You will be discharged from the hospital in three days. You don't have to worry about the medical bills. We have already paid for you." Miller stood up and left.

Bang.

The door is closed.

Roya was left alone in the ward.

He gently touched his bandaged chest.

That day he broke two of his ribs with a stone.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break the bones, but this world is not an ordinary world, it is an extraordinary world with magic power and various special medicinal materials.

Under the influence of those medicines made from special herbs, his broken ribs were almost healed in just five days.

"Will you be discharged from the hospital in three days?" He lowered his head and pondered, "This world is more difficult than I thought! If you are not careful, you may fall into a place of no return!"

There are not many people in this world with magical powers, most of them are just ordinary people.

The problem lies with “ordinary people”!

The appearance, body shape, body structure, etc. of people in this world seem to be the same as ordinary people, but in fact they are completely different!

Each of them is a being who has awakened their magic power!

It's just a matter of how much magic power you have.

Although most people's magic power is sealed by the Demon Sealing Seal, I am here, but the magic power is sealed, and the physical constitution will not be weakened much.

Every adult in this world has thousands of kilograms of strength, and with a little exercise can reach two to three thousand kilograms. Each one of them can be called a ferocious beast in human form!

And him?

Maybe even a primary school student can’t beat him!

"It's a bit troublesome."

With the support of the Two Soul Certificates and being proficient in numerous survival techniques, he should have no problem surviving by being careful.

The problem is that--

"When will the tuba be resurrected?"

"Under the suppression of the rules of the seventh-level elf world, the Dead Eye Spirit World, the resurrection speed has slowed down a lot."

"Maybe it will take twenty or thirty years to be resurrected? Maybe fifty or sixty years? What if after a hundred years, you still can't be resurrected?"

"It takes a hundred years to become a level five true god. Time is already running out!"

He closed his eyes and thought quickly about countermeasures in his mind.

Thinking about it.

His eyes suddenly opened!

"Theoretically speaking, the practice of the "God's Desire Split Soul Chapter" has a very low threshold for practice."

"Even wizard apprentices can practice and become true gods. But if you practice before the fourth level, it will be many times more difficult."

"For others, the success rate is almost zero. For me, who has the certificate of two souls, it should not be dangerous to be careful."

"perhaps……"

Roja touched his chin, "I don't have to wait for the big one to be resurrected. I, the small one, can practice the "God's Desire Separation Soul Chapter"?"

The moment he thought of using the trumpet to practice the "God's Soul Separation Chapter", Roja felt that he suddenly figured out something.

"It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

Why can wizard apprentices practice in "God's Desire to Divide Soul Chapter"?

Why was he transported to an extremely dangerous place directly after saying goodbye to Leia?

Why did someone break in when he should have been able to escape danger on his own?

It's all too much of a coincidence!

The coincidence is as if it was artificially arranged!

"Leia?" Roja frowned, "Does it mean that she has anticipated all this? Maybe she has prophecy?"

This feeling of being controlled by someone secretly is really unpleasant.

"If you want me to use the trumpet to practice the "God's Soul Separation Chapter", just say no, right?"

"Do you need to play this trick with me?"

The goodwill he had finally regained towards Leia suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Don't fall into my hands, or I..."

"Oh, who makes me weak?"

He sighed and lay down on the hospital bed again.

…

At the entrance of the hospital.

After finishing questioning Roja, Miller was about to leave when he saw the heroic girl walking back and forth irritably at the entrance of the hospital.

After seeing her, the heroic girl's eyes lit up and she quickly approached her.

Looking at the girl in front of her, her mood was a little complicated.

Especially when she saw the girl's red and swollen eyes, the sadness that she had suppressed because of Orson's death resurfaced in her heart.

"Anna, why are you here?" Miller asked.

"Aunt Miller, I..."

Anna, who was still wearing a student uniform and had obviously rushed over from school as soon as school was over, nervously grabbed the hem of her clothes.

"If you have any questions, just tell me. Your father helped me a lot when I joined the company. Now that he is gone, if you encounter trouble, I will do my best to help you solve it." Miller said softly.

"I, I..." After hesitating for a while, Anna raised her head and said, "I want to see him."

"who?"

"The child who was saved the night his father died in the line of duty."

"Anna..." Miller patted Anna on the shoulder and said, "Your father's sacrifice has nothing to do with him. He is just a victim. I hope you don't hate him."

"I know." Anna nodded, "I just want to see what kind of person the child his father saved at the end of his life was like."

Anna Foreman, the daughter of Orson, a member of the Third Patrol Squadron, is seventeen years old and studying at the Red Lotus Swordsman Academy in Sweet City.

Her mother died when she was young, and she has always been a mature child as she has been dependent on her father Orson since she was a child.

Although her father, Orson, is very busy as a patrolman and often does not come home for several months, and has not celebrated her birthday with her for five consecutive years, she never complains.

She is so sensible.

It's painfully sensible.

Five days ago, it was her seventeenth birthday.

Her father Orson promised to spend her birthday with her this year.

She had been excited for a long time since she got the promise from her father Orson that he would spend her birthday with her.

On her birthday, she wore newly bought clothes, decorated her room, and looked forward to what birthday gifts she would get.

With the arrival of off-duty time.

She stood at the door waiting for her father to return from get off work with a birthday cake and birthday gifts.

"Isn't it good to stand at the door all the time?"

"The weather is so cold, what if my father is worried that I will catch a cold?"

"Into the room upstairs?"

"Why don't you just wrap yourself in a quilt?"

The sky was getting dark, and the person she was waiting for never showed up.

A strange shop assistant arrived at her door with a birthday cake and birthday gifts, as well as an apologetic letter from her father.

Facing the lines of letters written in the letter, she fell silent.

She thanked the clerk.

Tips were paid.

Take your things back to the colorful and joyful hall.

She opened the gift alone.

She put the candles on the cake alone.

She lit candles alone, clapped her hands and sang happy birthday.

"There is no way. There have been too many erosion incidents in the Demon Realm recently, and there are not enough manpower."

"Compared to the small matter of celebrating my birthday, protecting everyone's life safety is more important."

"My father is a proud father."

She's a good kid and she doesn't complain.

It’s just that the birthday cake that was supposed to be sweet turned out to be so salty for some reason.

She let her tears flow while eating her birthday cake alone.

She went to bed early that night, but was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

The visitor was her father's colleague Aunt Miller. When she was wondering why Aunt Miller came to visit late at night, and looking at Aunt Miller's sad expression, she suddenly understood something.

She couldn't hear a word Aunt Miller said next.

She was like a puppet, dealing with her father's funeral affairs in a hazy manner.

She had been immersed in great sadness, but suddenly she had a sudden impulse at school today.

"I heard there was a survivor that night?"

"What happened to the child his father saved at the end of his life?"

After this idea emerged, she couldn't bear it anymore.

She wants to meet that person!

As soon as school was over, she rushed towards the hospital.

However, the survivor was placed in a special ward and she could not meet him at all.

When she was thinking about what to do, she saw Aunt Miller who had just finished questioning. (End of chapter)