It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 485 Witch's Treatment

Sitting down on the indicated chair, Luo Wei listened to the sound of the witch preparing on the side, and something furry ran past from under the stool opposite.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Forget it...it's the witch's room, don't worry about it so much.

After a while, Irus came over here with a cup of tea.

"Drink it." The witch's tone sounded more like a reference.

Luo Wei finally chose tea, but when he took the cup from the tray, the tea was not only turquoise in color, but also had thick white mist on it.

I drank it all in one gulp without any hesitation. There was nothing much to say about the taste, it was a little sweet, with a long aftertaste. It seemed to have some kind of calming effect, spreading through my throat to my limbs and bones, and my heart also became peaceful.

"Do you need me to describe the symptoms myself?" he asked.

"Hehe... No need, I'll ask you something later, just relax."

Maybe it was because of the tea, but Luo Wei felt her voice sounded very soft.

Watching the witch walk back to the table, Luo Wei noticed that although she had only moved in not long ago, she had even prepared the fireplace. She also loved these things last time.

In a sense, I am afraid of the cold.

This time she came over with a candle cup in her hand and walked around Luo Wei's chair a few times. The candle burned slowly, emitting the scent of aromatherapy, and the trajectory of the flame followed her movement.

"..."

After smelling this scent, Luo Wei felt his heart become calmer.

This is not simply the influence of magic, but more like an atmosphere that allows him to relax on his own after smelling the scent.

"What you are suffering now is not the original price, but the result of your own actions, right?"

"Um……"

Luo Wei did not deny it.

Including the sound of her skirt rubbing against the ground as she walked, all of this made him feel relaxed, but now he had no intention of falling asleep at all.

Except for him, all the first-level gods were legendary figures who received the divine core under unexpected circumstances and survived by chance.

The probability of this happening successfully in the human world is infinitely close to zero, and it often carries a very heavy price. It has always been the starting point of tragedy rather than a blessing. In that state, the divine core in the body would only be an inextricable torture, unlike Minone who paved the way for him and gave it to him after careful negotiation.

Some lost their memories and killed all their loved ones, while others are still trapped in a space from which they cannot escape and cannot die even if they want to.

Even those who can walk on the mainland have problems that bother them and their mental state is often not normal.

Not only did he have the support of Minoni herself, he also received gifts from the Angel King Lucifer, and according to his own plan, he calculated that the Goddess of Mechanics completed the ceremony for him. Relying on the hearts of Vimir and all of them, he successfully returned from outside the world. He is fundamentally different from these heroic protagonists who bear a tragic fate.

But he has his own troubles.

Becoming a god gave him a new start, and his talents became growable after gaining divinity, but the beginning foreshadowed problems.

If he was gifted and had a terrifyingly strong physique, he would be able to suppress the demon god sealed in his body with his own strength after the promotion, and he would not have to worry for at least a long period of time. But unfortunately, the moment the demon god was sealed was also the moment he started from scratch. The progress of the outer demon god breaking the seal and his progress in improving his strength were at the same starting line.

To put it bluntly, because he is not the protagonist.

If it was Ryan, he wouldn't have this trouble if he promoted in his way. The first-level divine core is a configuration that only the protagonist can aspire to have. In essence, his physical fitness at the time of promotion is not qualified.

The dilemma this brings is that he must grow faster than the demon in his body. At the same time, he and the demon in his body are essentially one. The process of his improvement and growth is also driving the demon to break the seal. There will not be much room for mutual pulling between the two sides.

"Not only do you have to race against time, you also have to race against yourself. That's probably what it feels like." Irus said with her eyes deepening.

"This isn't really a big deal." Luo Wei smiled with his eyes closed.

Since he is a second-round player, it is not a problem for him to outrun himself who only has consciousness left. The problem lies in the burden this process puts on his body.

Simply put, he was growing up too fast, and he had no intention of stopping.

"Generally speaking, being granted godhood will raise the level of magic and power to the higher level of the two. This is determined by the fact that divinity has no weaknesses," Irus said with a dim gaze. "If the cute little Vimir becomes a god, I'm sure that just waving her staff will cause mountains to collapse and the earth to crack. But for you——"

She walked around and stopped in front of Luo Wei.

"Your incredible fighting skills, the mature sword skills you developed, and your magic power level have obviously been very hard work, but they can't keep up with such an improvement in just a few months, so all kinds of problems have arisen. Like I said, if you didn't receive the gift from the gods, the backlash from your sword swings alone would be enough to kill you."

"I have no intention of restricting myself, you should understand that, right?" Luo Wei looked at her and said.

"Not bad," Irus held the candle in one hand and pointed to a recliner beside her with a faint smile, "Lie down on it."

Luo Wei's eyes hesitated for a moment.

If I remember correctly, this should be the chair she uses to relax and spend her free time every day, and she carries it with her wherever she goes.

The witch looked at him dimly: "If you want to lie on the cold ritual platform, I won't stop you."

Then forget it...

Luo Wei stood up and walked to the recliner. To be honest, he didn't know what method Irus was going to use to help him relieve the burden brought by his growing strength. Just calming his spirit might not have any substantial effect... Wait, did she mention a ceremony?

Seeing that the witch had returned to the table and started preparing the ingredients, he trembled his lips and chose to lie down, then he inadvertently saw her pull out a small knife from under the table.

"..."

It seems that it is difficult to take the initiative with her, isn't it?

To be honest, this lounge chair was a little small for him. Irus always hung her feet out, and she seemed to enjoy it.

When the witch came back with the basket, she gently pushed towards him a sofa chair with a special footrest, which seemed to be a matching sofa chair. As soon as Luo Wei put his hand on it, he saw her pull out the knife in front of him.

"Don't worry, this is not for you." Irus looked at him and smiled.

Then she picked up a thin wooden pole and used the knife to whittle it while letting the curled sawdust fall on him. Luo Wei couldn't guess what kind of ritual this was. The wood looked very old, perhaps elven wood, the root of an ancient wood elf or something.

The sound of wood chips falling was very light, and the witch walked slowly around him, her eyes gradually moving above him.

"Your hair..." Luo Wei felt a hand stroking his forehead, "and your eyebrows, did the lovely Vimier trim them for you?"

"Um... yes." He responded with his eyes closed, not wanting to think too much anymore.

Irus put the remaining small piece of wood into the brazier, then took out a bottle the size of a thumb nail, pulled out the cork, and tapped it lightly with her fingertips, letting the water drip onto him.

Witchcraft, or the occult.

Although he likes to tinker with these things just like Vimir, the principles behind the two are completely different.

"Relax……"

More than a dozen steps were carried out in this way, and the wood sticks that had been burning in the brazier before gave off a strong aroma, which contained an obvious calming power.

Luo Wei suddenly felt his demonic state move.

I opened my eyes in disbelief, and my vision turned into black and white, but there was not a single violent emotion in my heart, as if I was looking at the world through a filter.

Am I a demon?
Even Luo Wei himself had this question in his mind, and then he realized that it was Irus who asked him to do it. It was the first time for him to enter the demonization state in such a calm state.

"How is it?" The witch walked up to him and gently waved her hand, "Can you see people clearly?"

Clear is clear.

It was as if my demon form had been tamed by her, and I felt a bit complicated.

To Luo Wei, the witch looked like a well-behaved dog. She gently scratched his face with her hands, using gestures to attract his attention. "There's something I'm curious about."

She said, "The reason why you rarely swing your sword now is also because using your abilities to fight will exacerbate the awakening of the demon god?"

"That's true, but you don't have to worry about it," Luo Wei shook his head and responded, "The messenger left by Minoni can reduce the impact in this regard."

Otherwise, he would not have conducted the test so recklessly. Not to mention that it really had no effect, even if it had an effect, it would not prevent him from making a decision when it was time to swing the sword.

It just reduces unnecessary sword swings.

"Should I say you value your life very much?" Irus looked at him and smiled.

"After all, healing takes time," Luo Wei said as he lay there with his hands spread out. "It's quite troublesome every time. I haven't thought about doing anything like sacrificing my life for the cause."

"Hehe... Now tell me what you saw," Irus took back her hand and picked up a mortar from the side, "It should be the same scene you saw when you and Ananing were having fun, right?"

Not only did she allow him to enter the demonic transformation in a calm state, but she also reproduced his side effects.

Looking at a world with only three colors, Luo Wei described what he saw, including the fact that the blood he coughed up was gray.

Irus looked at him for a moment while grinding. "This means that your body can no longer bear the impact of developing the God Core. If you leave it alone, your humanity will only be reduced to these three colors sooner or later, and you will lose your original feelings for the little cuties in the end."

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"So, you have a way to relieve it?"

Luo Wei knew very well that he came here not to listen to the doctor's advice, but to find out how to solve this problem while maintaining the current progress.

Irus still looked at him quietly for a moment.

Then she said nothing, put down the mortar and slowly walked to his side.

"There is a way. If you are willing to use my method, take off your shirt and lie there. I need you to stay in this state until the ritual is completed."

"..."

Luo Wei stood up and sat up, and in a few quick movements he took off his upper body clothes, exposing his chest in front of the witch.

He had nothing to be shy about.

"May I ask, are there any side effects of doing this?"

"There won't be any side effects," the witch said with her back to him, having returned to the table to prepare the appropriate utensils and ointments. "It will probably be no more difficult for you than drinking an extra glass of water."

When she pulled a chair over with the bottles and jars and sat back next to him, Luo Wei saw that she put on a pair of latex-like medical gloves.

Really well prepared...

He lay back, and the sawdust that had fallen around him due to his previous action was scattered all over him by Irus. It was impossible to guess what her expression was.

"Did you perform this ritual often in the past?" asked Luo Wei.

"This is the first time," the witch smiled faintly, "Believe me, you definitely don't want me to make a mistake."

She slowly poured the mashed ointment into her hands, applied it evenly on Luo Wei's abdomen around his belly button, and rubbed it slowly and evenly.

"do not move."

Pressing her fingers against his abdomen, the witch emphasized.

“It might be a little cool.”

Luo Wei lay there in dismay, trying his best to avoid any movement that might disturb her. Perhaps what he needed to focus on right now was not the issue of whether it was cold or not...

After applying the ointment, Irus took the mortar, gently tucked her hair behind her ears, leaned over him, dipped the brush in the paint in the mortar, and began to paint with extreme concentration.

Luo Wei: "..."

More than two hours passed like this.

As the witch stood up, Luo Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He saw that she had drawn a purple and white circular magic circle on his belly with her belly button as the center.

"What is this?" he asked curiously. Fortunately, nothing awkward happened to the two of them.

"An ancient form of sex magic."

However, Irus' words almost made Luo Wei blurt out all his previous thoughts.

"Wait...what?" He looked at her with confusion and bewilderment.

The witch tucked her hair around her ears again and gave an unfathomable and deep smile.

"Through this, you can store the magic power that can suppress the side effects you have now. You don't need me to teach you how to do it, right?"

"..."

Is this what she said, that it would be as easy as drinking water for him?

Luo Wei then realized that she was engraving a sex magic ritual on his body, instead of having already activated it... Otherwise, no matter how you look at it, he would have been sick from holding it in just now.

When it comes to suppressing side effects, this is indeed the least burdensome method, but he is not an expert in this area of ​​magic, and he was simply unable to achieve it in the last round.

"Where did you know that?"

"In an ancient scroll," the witch looked a little tired after highly concentrating, and stretched lazily, "Instead of lying there, why not find someone to try the effect right away?"

Luo Wei sat there staring at her for a moment, but ultimately said nothing.

"Thank you, I mean..." he hesitated, "What should I do to repay you?"

"unnecessary--"

Luo Wei thought she would say something like she would talk to him later when she thought about it, but he didn't expect her to refuse directly.

"You will have many battles to fight in the Blue Elite Tournament," the witch said lazily, "For me, it is also interesting to witness how smoothly a first-level god can walk. If you want to repay me, try to get a good ranking."

"If you say that, I won't be able to see you unless I win the championship."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Luo Wei got up from the recliner and prepared to help her clean up. Suddenly, a furry black ball jumped onto the recliner and began to eat the scattered wood chips with a panting sound.

Luo Wei's mouth trembled. This should be what he had accidentally seen before.

"This is……?"

"A solitary familiar," Irus said lightly, pulling out a recliner from under the table that looked exactly like Rowe's. "She's good at cleaning the house, and she likes to eat leftover materials with magical powers. I took pity on her so I adopted her."

Luo Wei turned around and saw the black fur ball proudly puffing out its chest towards him.

"..."

When he turned back, the witch was already lying lazily on the recliner with her back to her, her soft toes swaying slightly.

It turns out she has a lot of spare recliners...

Luo Wei suddenly realized that he had been overthinking. He couldn't help but laugh. Not wanting to disturb her rest, he simply said goodbye and left the room.

After he left, Irus slowly closed her eyes on the recliner and smiled.

He really trusts himself.

So she just gave the same trust in return.

He took out the book that he hadn't finished reading last time from the bookshelf next to him, flipped through two pages, yawned lightly, and fell asleep on the recliner with the book in his arms.

(End of this chapter)