The Witch of the Roll Never Gives Up

Vasida nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:

"That's right! I tried very hard to respond to everyone, but I just ran out of energy.

I had just had a big meal before coming to the academy.

Generally speaking, it can last at least two or three hours!

Unexpectedly, as soon as the talent test ended, I felt more and more hungry.

Fortunately, the dinner party started quickly, so we finally recovered! "

Seeing the way she was eating before, the little witches believed her words and knew that she was not weird or uncommunicative, but just hungry.

The misunderstanding was resolved, and many little witches exchanged names with Vasida again and said hello.

This time Vasida behaved much more normally.

After she went to the long table of several ages and explained and apologized before returning, Sylph curiously asked her: "Have you always been hungry so fast?"

"Well!" Vasida said with some distress: "My mother took me to see a healing witch before, and there was nothing wrong with my body. After the talent test, I suspected that it might be because I am a witch... In your daily life "Is there really nothing unusual?"

Sylph shook her head: "My food intake is normal."

She looked at Moran, who also shook his head: "Me too."

"It doesn't necessarily mean that you eat a lot or get hungry quickly, it could be something else!" Vasida said.

"Why do you think it's because of the witch?" Moran asked.

"Because the manifestation of my talent... is a stomach bag!" Vasida said: "After I manifested it, within a few minutes, I felt like I was starving to death."

She said and showed the stomach bag again.

The action of showing the stomach pouch is like taking it out from the stomach.

Moran finally understood why he felt that the manifestation of Vasida's talent looked familiar before.

The flesh-colored appearance and the shape of a crescent moon, aren’t they the stomach?

The manifestation of her gift is her stomach?

No, it doesn't look like it either.

Even if she is a witch, her internal organs cannot be easily removed from her body.

Vashida didn't seem to be in any discomfort.

"Maybe this is your second stomach!" Moran boldly guessed.

Not long after Vashida showed her stomach bag, the familiar feeling of hunger came to her again. She quickly closed the stomach bag and started eating quickly.

This time, no matter how fast she ate, no little witch thought she was being rude. Instead, they sympathized with her.

Seeing that the other little witches were basically full, Ais suggested:

"Everyone, please help pass other food to Vasida!"

So all the first grade witches took action.

They all took clean plates, selected what they thought was delicious, and brought it to Vasida.

Vasita was not afraid of anyone who came, and ate everything that was put on her plate.

This treatment was much better than before when she didn't care about anything and just gnawed on bread.

The movement in the first grade also attracted the attention of the senior sisters.

Most of them haven't finished eating yet. Many of them stretch their waists after eating so much that they continue to eat.

Lilith came over with a plate full of food and stood next to Vasida, eating her own while observing her condition.

Seeing that Vasida was eating more and more, she was eating more than before and had no tendency to stop. Lilith was still calm, but the little witches in the first grade could not be calm.

Is it true that if you eat like this, you won’t get stuffed? In Ace's words, Vasida had already eaten several piles of food that were taller than her.

"Senior Lilith, should Vasida's situation be reported to Ms. Amisha?"

Moran felt that the dean should still come and take a look.

The dean is well-informed and knows much more than little witches like them.

If there is any problem with Vasida, the dean can solve it.

To be honest, she had never quite understood why Ms. Amisha left so quickly, before the freshmen even understood the situation.

Lilith shook her head:

“If there is really a danger, there is no need to report it, Ms. Amisha will definitely appear immediately.

You know, since the Witch Academy was founded, no little witch has ever died in the academy.

But if it's not life-threatening, we have to handle it ourselves. Ms. Amisha usually won't take action. This can be regarded as an experience for us. "

Moran: "???"

She felt that she had a big misunderstanding about the Witch Academy.

Unless your life is in danger, will you solve it yourself?

This is definitely not the ivory tower school she thought she had in her previous life.

"And...Vashida's guess is correct. Her current situation may really be caused by the materialized gift."

Lilith touched her chin and said:

"Each witch's talent is unique.

Only the witch herself can try little by little to develop the gift material.

Even Ms. Amisha cannot help her.

From the current point of view, the act of eating can alleviate her current situation, at least it is not dangerous.

Because her magic power is gradually filling up, although the speed is a bit slow. "

"Can the manifestation of talent cause such side effects?" Moran was extremely surprised.

The manifestation of talent is definitely one of the witch's most special and powerful powers.

"There are no side effects. In the early stage, when you don't understand the characteristics of the gift material, such a situation may occur.

Like me, I have been particularly interested in blood since I was a child.

My mother and I once thought that it was the influence of the paternal bloodline. My father is a vampire count.

When I was a child, my father secretly let me drink blood.

But for me, the pleasure of drinking blood is not as good as the pleasure of playing with blood.

It was only after the appearance of the bloodthirsty needle, after a series of experiments and tests, that I realized that it was not me who was interested in blood, but my bloodthirsty needle, which liked to play with blood. "

Lilith materialized the bloodthirsty needle, stabbed it into her arm, and quickly sucked half a tube of blood:

"Look! Isn't it very happy? "

Except for Vasida who was still busy eating, the other little witches all stepped back and trembled.

Senior Lilith looked a little crazy.

She took a needle to pierce her own aorta and drew her own blood without frowning.

After pulling out the needle, the blood almost splashed on everyone's face.

The needle hole was particularly large and bloody, which was particularly scary.

Senior Lilith seemed not to notice it. She stared at the blood in the needle with excitement and invited everyone to look.

It was as if the red liquid in the needle was not blood, but some precious gem.

Looking at the quail-like juniors, Lilith laughed as if her prank had succeeded.

"Okay! Lilith, don't scare the juniors!"

One senior couldn't stand it anymore. She took out a handkerchief and wiped Lilith's arm, while explaining to the little witches:

"Don't be afraid, Lilith is just teasing you! She can already slightly control the healing of her body. "