I will feel bad

Gentle sunlight streamed through the window onto the soft bed, the happiness on the face of the chestnut-haired girl, who was sleeping with her eyes closed, had not disappeared.

Only to see her slender eyebrows furrow, as if realizing something, she suddenly sat up.

“Her Witch Majesty!”

Awakened, Isa looked around, wanting to find Her Witch Majesty, who had treated her.

Recalling her performance just now, Isa couldn’t help but want to slap herself twice in the face to stay awake.

She actually fell asleep just now! This was clearly the time for her to be alone with Her Witch Majesty.

But she behaved like she was soaking in a hot spring, falling asleep in the comfortable guidance of magic essence.

‘Her Witch Majesty won’t blame her for her gaffe, right?’

Still worried about being blamed, Isa noticed the coolness on her back, only to realize that Her Witch Majesty had not helped her zip up her clothes after treating her.

“Did Her Witch Majesty leave directly?”

Isa’s voice trembled when she said this guess.

In Isa’s opinion, Her Witch Majesty must have been angry that she was an ungrateful believer because she didn’t hear her gratitude after treating her.

So she turned around and left the room directly, without even bothering to tidy up her clothes.

Otherwise, with Her Witch Majesty’s patience and meticulousness in changing her pajamas for the first time, how could she not have noticed the open zipper on the back of her clothes.

If Isa’s thoughts were known to Su Ran, he would probably shout injustice.

Because after completing the healing match-3 game, the system automatically helped Su Ran exit the interface, and Su Ran had no way to complete such small things as restoring the clothes zipper.

As for the first time changing pajamas, Su Ran had never even touched Isa, he just recharged the money and the clothes were changed with one click.

Unfortunately, Isa had no way of knowing what happened to Her Witch Majesty at that time, she could only infer what happened based on the traces at the scene.

The reason why Her Witch Majesty left directly made Isa’s heart ache for no reason.

It can be said that the belief that supported her to live until now was the Witch Majesty who traded with her in her heart, the Witch Majesty who left a note saying that she had been watching her.

If even she abandoned her, Isa felt that she had no meaning in living.

Facing the only light in her life leaving her, perhaps being beheaded by that knight in the beginning was also a good choice.
Isa got up from bed in despair, zipping up the zipper on the back of her clothes.

This was the clothes given to her by Her Witch Majesty, now wearing them on her body, it became Isa’s only concern in her heart, as if Her Witch Majesty had never left.

What to do next?

After completing the revenge, go to Her Witch Majesty’s side to plead guilty.

Hopefully, the kind highness can forgive me at that time, maybe if I get injured, her highness will pity me?

Various ways of hoping to obtain forgiveness appeared in her mind, Isa did not realize that she had already walked to the dining table.

Stopping her steps, seeing the things placed on the table, Isa’s brain went blank.

Four brand new scrolls were lined up on the table, and there was also a card directly above the scrolls.

Isa recognized the style of the card, exactly the same as the card she received before.

There must be a message from Her Witch Majesty written on it.

Thinking like this, Isa acted quickly and stretched out her hand, wanting to get the card in her hand.

Just touching the card, Isa’s fingers bounced back quickly as if they were electrocuted.

Looking at the card on the table, she hesitated, Isa was afraid of knowing what was written on the card.

Because she had it once, she was even more afraid of losing it.

Before knowing the result, Isa could deceive herself, but if she read this card, a naked reality would be in front of her, how should she deal with it?

After standing in place and thinking for a while, Isa finally chose to take the card.

Isn’t understanding the reason why Her Witch Majesty left a punishment for her soul?

[The magic scrolls in front of you are all sequence four, there are both offensive and defensive ones for you to protect yourself, don’t worry about encountering this morning’s affairs again, I have set up a magic array that can increase the concentration of magic essence as long as you activate it, work hard to meditate and cultivate, I will feel sorry if you get hurt.]

The previous introduction about the magic scrolls was deliberately skipped by Isa, her focus was on the last sentence of the card.

‘I will feel sorry!’ So Her Witch Majesty cares about me!

One second she thought she was abandoned by Her Witch Majesty, and the next second she knew that Her Witch Majesty felt sorry for her.

At this moment, Isa’s mood was as sweet as eating honey, the ups and downs of life are nothing more than this.

Putting the magic scrolls on the table in her arms, Isa carefully put the scrolls away, the sequence four scrolls are more precious than the anesthetic she made.

The previous inner anxiety seemed like someone else’s experience to Isa, and she completely threw it behind her.

As for why Her Witch Majesty didn’t zip up her clothes, Isa already had her own new explanation for this.

She must have seen that she was asleep, so Her Witch Majesty decided to punish herself, letting her try the taste of fear.

After Isa tidied up her clothes and walked out of the house, the sun hanging in the sky was telling her that the time was approaching noon.

Isa originally planned to use the freshly picked mushrooms to make soup for Her Witch Majesty to eat with bread for breakfast.

However, after a series of events, it is estimated that breakfast cannot be made now, but the picked mushrooms are said not to wither like they stay in the soil.

Isa decided to go back to the place where she hid the mushrooms now, preparing to take the basket back and make a mushroom soup for Her Witch Majesty for lunch.

After tidying up things in the house, Isa walked out of the door again, looking at the corpse still lying on the ground basking in the sun.

Isa decided that because he let her see Her Witch Majesty, she would go to the forest later to find out if she could make a potion that would melt the corpse.

After all, it was too difficult for her to move the corpse by herself, and she had to cook for Her Witch Majesty, and she didn’t have time to dig a hole to bury him.

Passing through a lush thicket, Isa already had enough herbs in her hand, and she could use her ability to make a potion to melt the corpse later.

Isa hummed a song and walked in the forest, the rustling sound in her ears made her stop humming and speed up her pace to the place where she hid the mushrooms.

When the view became clear, Isa saw a small earth slope covered with khaki scales all over, its four feet facing the ground and burying its head in eating the mushrooms scattered all over the ground.

Isa recognized that this small earth slope was a ground dragon, a subspecies of the dragon clan.

Judging from the aura it exudes, it is stronger than the dead knight, but it is estimated that it has not yet entered sequence three.

Except for some remaining mushrooms in the bamboo basket, all of Isa’s efforts in the early morning went into the ground dragon’s belly.

Anger surged into Isa’s brain, and she immediately took out the magic scroll given by Her Witch Majesty.

With a whoosh, tear open a magic scroll.

The surrounding magic essence slowly gathered, generating three slender wind blades that had already locked on it, rushing towards the ground dragon.

Aware of the danger of death, the ground dragon drove the magic essence, seeming to want to rely on its hard scales to resist, but the wind blade was generated by a sequence four magic scroll, the difference between the two is two whole levels.

The usually solid scales were like tofu in front of the wind blade, and the wind blade passed through, directly dividing the ground dragon into four large pieces.

After venting, Isa looked at the pieces of meat in front of her, calculating the time in her heart.

‘Should I make a ground dragon stewed mushroom soup for Her Witch Majesty to taste?’