Even if you become a witch, you have to eat oranges

Even if you become a witch, you have to eat oranges. Author: The Fish King doesn’t eat fish.

Introduction:

When an ordinary social animal travels to another world.

Became a weak little girl.

There are swords and adventure, fantasy and dragons, gods and demons.

And many witches who have mastered various magics.

Looking at these beautiful, powerful and dashing witches, I feel longing and expectation.

This is the story of a transformed girl who is involved in a series of events, sometimes becoming stronger and sometimes becoming stronger.

Volume [-]: Preface. When I wake up from sleep, I can’t see the handle.

There are many dangerous Jedi on the continent of Tia, which are full of dangers and also contain wonders that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

A sunken ship in the lake guarded by a giant water monster, a twisted demonic realm where monsters can attack you if you make a wrong move, a dilapidated palace with statues of dead people who have seen it - these are places of death that are unflattering in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of a very small number of people In the human eye, danger and opportunity coexist.

There is the secret of immortality, there is vast wealth, and there is great power.

That is the devil's gift, the witch's treasure.

In a corner of the mainland, the Forest of Eternal Sleep is such a deserted place.

A long motorcade was moving along the edge of the dense forest.

Even if you are just walking on the edge of desperation without ever getting into it, your courage is enough to be amazing.It makes people not imagine that there must be experienced mercenaries leading them, or there is such a trivial possibility that there is a witch hiding in it.

This team is exactly the former.

Cotton is a seasoned mercenary.When he was 12 years old, he joined the Bronze Sword as an oddball and traveled around with the mercenary group.

Over the past ten years or so, the young street kid has gradually grown into a rough and hard old dough stick through countless trials and tribulations.Not like most of his companions: people go out and boxes come back.Or maybe the joint between the thigh and calf is damaged and has to go back to the village for retirement.

Cotton, who became the squad leader, gradually understood a sentence and regarded it as a guideline——

If people don't die, they won't die.

After almost losing his life countless times, Cotton realized clearly - power and treasures do not exist, and working cautiously and earning hard-earned money is the way to go.The companions who had lofty ideals back then are now covered in grass!

Every time he brought wine and meat to barbecue, oh no - to pay homage, he was afraid of setting fire to the grave.

Like now, accepting the task of escorting a caravan and walking a fixed route that has been traveled for several years is much more comfortable than confronting wild beasts or running around in a maze.

The Forest of Eternal Sleep is certainly dangerous, but as long as you don't get too close to the depths and step on the subtle dividing lines, you can walk through it safely - but many bandits and mercenary groups who are good at taking advantage of others don't dare to stay here.

Cotton took the perfectly grilled barbecue specially provided to him by his subordinates, and faced the cool breeze while riding on his horse and recalling his lost youth.

"Ouch! It hurts..."

There was a scream from behind, and the voice sounded like it was coming from an immature little girl.

Subconsciously turning his horse's head, Cotton found the source of the sound after several oxcarts loaded with goods passed by.

It was a carriage that was obviously much more luxurious than the ox-cart used to pull goods.The horses are good horses, and the carriage is not luxurious but is quite neat, with soft animal skin cushions covering the interior. ——The only incongruous thing is the iron bars on the windows and back door.

Obviously, this carriage also carried goods, but they were much more expensive than other silks and ceramics.

There were three little girls in the carriage. Among them, the thinner one with long brown hair hugged her knees and huddled in the corner. The older girl with short brown hair also sat in the corner, holding a child tightly in her arms. The rag bag was wrapped in rags, staring at the things in his hands without saying a word.

A little girl with short black hair was leaning against the window and looking out. She covered her head with one hand and waved her hand.

It seems to be saying: This way, this way.

"This little bastard is here again!" Cotton cursed in disgust and asked the horse to move closer.

As we approached the carriage, we could gradually clearly see the little girl lying by the window.She has messy black hair and a beautiful face that cannot be hidden by shabby clothes. Her small and delicate facial features make people look forward to what she will look like when she grows up.

At this time, those moist deep purple eyes were looking at Cotton pitifully.

The little girl covered her forehead with one hand and spat out a few words intermittently:

"It hurts...the carriage shook just now...

I accidentally... bumped into it. "

Cotton was stunned for a moment and took a closer look at the place covered by the little girl's hand. He found no blood or bruises.

"It's here—"

The girl moved her hand away a little and peeled back her black hair, revealing her fair and smooth forehead.

The middle-aged man looked at it suspiciously for a long time, and finally found a little red and swollen area with difficulty - it was not that the little girl's skin was white enough, and it couldn't be seen at all.

"Are you joking?"

The little girl suddenly became smiling, and her eyes curved into crescent shapes:

"After all, you are a busy man...and now the poor little girls need a little help from you."

"Want to help again?" Cotton's face showed sarcasm, "How many times have I helped you?"

"Then don't mind one more time... I think the barbecue you have is quite good. Wouldn't you, kind sir, consider helping the hungry children?"

Slave traders usually like to keep their goods well-fed, as hunger and bumpy roads can save them a lot of trouble.

But I haven’t eaten my own food in the past few days!

"You, a slave, live a better life than most commoners."

As Cotton handed over the barbecue in his hand, he thought to himself: The new kid seems to have gained weight recently, is this okay?this is not good!It’s time to practice your ability to starve. Surviving in the wilderness is a must...

……

As an ordinary office worker Lily Knight, Lu Yang's greatest pleasure when he comes back from work every day is to watch Kang Kang's works with an orange flavor.

“Miss Tie Tie is really great!”

"There are two trees in front of my house, one is an orange tree, and the other is also an orange tree."

"I'm going to die if I don't see Madoka's new movie version!"

As the clicks of the mouse in front of the computer become less frequent, the light emitted by the screen becomes harsh, and the night has deepened.

scare!It's already three o'clock!I still have to work tomorrow!

Quickly packing away the finished instant noodle box, Lu Yang stood up and stretched, stretching his muscles.

The light on the computer screen went out, and the sound stopped coming from the headphones.

He glanced around subconsciously under the moonlight: in the dilapidated single apartment, various items were scattered around, a light layer of dust accumulated on the furniture, and the garbage bag at the door turned into a small mountain at some point.

My heart suddenly became lonely.

It's all right, he thought.

It's just that I stayed up too late and got emotional.If you sleep today, you will have another energetic day tomorrow.

If you keep working like this, sooner or later you will be able to live a free and happy life.

When he was lying on the bed getting ready to sleep, he was still mumbling something like "Old thief Iruma, please continue updating!" and "When will the second season of the Street End Demons be released?"

Consciousness gradually blurred.

……

"Zhuo, where is my grip?"

Volume 1: [-]. The first thing you must do after traveling through time!

"Grandpa? Are you there?"

"Goldfinger!"

"System! Lord God!"

……

After completing the first thing he must do after traveling through time, the newly minted time traveler Mengxin began to observe the environment.

The simple and empty small room has only one door leading to the outside. The extremely high window with iron bars emits sunlight that illuminates the room. There is a 'bed' made of a large handful of hay in the corner.

And myself-

The short black hair that reaches the ears, the thin and white arms, the thin body under the simple rags, the obviously shorter vision and the childish voice that just came out.

The most important thing is the feeling of emptiness down there.

The answer is already obvious——

"Mirror! Mirror! Is there a mirror there?"

Transformation is not scary, the scary thing is of course turning ugly!

If it's too ugly, it's not as good as the face that stood on the average line before!

After fussing around for a while, she felt her rapid heartbeat finally calmed down. The little Loli threw herself into the straw and lay down, muttering to herself:

"How can I operate it if I can't even find a tool! Can I just wait for the dragon to rob the magic field?"

"What the hell is going on? I don't have any gods, angels, etc. to explain it to me. You can also do it with the devil lady. I won't pick..."

"Damn it, I'm definitely going to lose my job. Is it easy to find another job?"

Ugh--

There was another long sigh, and the little Loli, who had been thinking wildly for a long time, sat up with her hands on the ground.He frowned and thought hard, trying to wake up any memories that might exist in his mind.

After a while.

Snapped.

He lay back down again.

There is nothing and I don’t know what to do.There's no way to save him, just wait to die.

click.

There was a noise from the other side of the door.

Little Loli, who was a little dazed from sleeping on the straw, woke up, quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and looked towards the door.

It has been confirmed before that the door cannot be opened from the inside.

"Let go of me! You let me go!"

"It's so noisy, shut up!"

There was a commotion outside the door, and a little girl with short brown hair appeared in the doorway, followed closely by a thick hand holding her clothes.

what--

With a scream, the little girl flew over in a beautiful parabola.

The screams were coming from far away. Looking at the girl who gradually filled her entire field of vision, the little Loli thought blankly - she has a pretty face.

Subconsciously give way.

puff.

A little girl's body was buried deep in the straw.

I didn't pay attention to the one with two feet that were flapping around outside and buried deep in the straw, making a "Woooo!" sound.

Another little girl with long brown hair walked silently outside the door. She walked in silently step by step, her lips pursed tightly.

This one is beautiful too!

Then, a thin old man dressed in silk and satin entered the room, followed by a tall, muscular man behind him.

This is so ugly!

The old man put his hands behind his back, walked slowly to the center of the room, and said:

"Stay in your room and don't cause trouble. I hate trouble!"

"If you want to suffer a little bit, you can give it a try."

He was obviously speaking to the one that had just come out of the haystack. When his eyes passed over the little black-haired girl, he looked at her silently looking over with a hint of surprise.