Oops, I became the witch's substitute

At the same time, far away in the capital of Miriam, Filin was shaking hands with a man dressed as a nobleman because they had just signed a resale contract for the inn.

"Although a stranger just died, this inn is actually in a very good location. It is located in the center of the royal capital. Travelers, adventurers and merchants passing by will all notice this place. It is a three-story inn with the bottom floor serving as a tavern. The second and third floors are ready-made guest rooms, and the basement warehouse stores alcohol. You will definitely not suffer a loss if you buy this place... Hehe, yes, you won't suffer a loss." The nobleman with a rather broad stature took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. This inn was originally gold he picked up for free, but ghosts have been haunting it for the past half month since he bought it, causing the whole street to believe the rumors of the curse. Even he was afraid that he would be cursed, so he was in a hurry to get rid of it.

But the news of the murder was still hot, and people saw that the curse seemed to be real, so they were waiting and watching.

This was a bargain for Filin. He took advantage of the nobleman's desire to make a quick buck and sell the inn as soon as possible and bought it back at a very low price. "But I heard that there have been ghosts haunting the inn recently. Even the priest we invited was frightened to death. Can we ask a witch to come and take a look? I heard that there are quite a lot of witches active in Miriam."

The noble waved his hand and said, "Witch? Yes, as long as you have money, anyone can be hired in Miriam, but if you want to hire a witch, you have to be prepared to bleed. Want to hire them? Even if you sell this inn three times, it won't be enough. Young man, anyway, the ghost issue depends on you. Now I have nothing to do with the inn. Good luck, and goodbye and never see you again."

Feilin said goodbye to the noble with a smile and gently squeezed the contract. The second step of his plan was successfully completed.

The ghosts and rumors were all created by him on purpose. False magic is best at deceiving. He just did a little secondary creation and artistic processing for Mawen's death.

It's not enough to just get the inn. The role he plays is that of a young stranger with no roots. When the old hands around him come to their senses, they will find that the inn is a huge bargain, and he'd better find a backer to prevent others from causing trouble.

So who is the best backer for the Miriam Kingdom now? There is only one answer.

"Now, it's time for the witch to come out and solve the ghost incident."

Chapter 003: The Deceitful Witch

A new day, on the bulletin board of the Grape and Wine Adventurer's Association in the capital of Miriam, there was a recruitment commission that even dogs would despise. The commission was to expel ghosts from haunted houses, but the reward was pitifully small, comparable to doing charity.

The reason why the remuneration is so low is not because the people who issue the commissions are stingy, but because Film has no money left.

When Miriam first arrived, his boss died and his base was gone. His ability to buy the hotel again was the last conscience of the family in terms of subsidies.

Filin only had some shredded silver coins left in his hand. After issuing the commission, he only had some copper coins for food. Of course, he needed to eat, and the adventurers also needed to eat. Most of them only glanced at the commission to investigate the ghost and quickly looked for other tasks.

After a morning, all the valuable tasks on the notice board were taken away, even the task of finding lost cats and dogs was accepted by new people, leaving only Feilin's commission hanging alone in the corner.

The receptionist in charge of adventurers at the tavern came over at noon with a new commission and posted it. When he saw this inconspicuous commission, he couldn't help but shake his head.

The receptionist focused on the main contradiction: "The compensation is too little. It's not even enough to work a day at the dock, let alone seek help from a witch. The main problem is that there are not many witches visiting us all year round."

The passing adventurer swordsman touched his chin, leaned over to take a look and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, even if the priests are doing charity, they have to earn some water and bread. In the end, this commission may really require a battle with ghosts, and it may cost you your life."

Seeing that a new mission was about to be issued, the adventurers who gathered around complained: "Is this the inn owned by Mawen? I've heard about that case. He definitely offended the wrong person and was cursed. That guy diluted the wine barrel with water every day, and now he finally got his retribution. Moreover, he also made a profit from the price difference between the client and the adventurer. He deserved to die."

Soon, the focus of discussion turned to complaining about the former owner, manager Ma Wen, and then it turned to complaining about Feilin. In the end, people unanimously agreed that Feilin was a wealthy outsider who had been cheated. He thought he had gotten a good deal by buying the hotel at a low price, but ended up getting into huge trouble.

When everyone unanimously believed that no one would take over this commission even if it was put on the shelf until the end of the century, an inconspicuous figure was quietly queuing at the back of the line.

The receptionist patiently registered all the tasks for everyone. It was not until the crowd dispersed that she noticed an inconspicuous figure in front of the notice board, which made her wipe her eyes.

"Well, was that person there? I have never seen such a beautiful girl..." Even though she was also a girl, the new receptionist Xavier couldn't help but sigh at the beauty of the girl in front of her, as if she had walked out of a fairy tale book.

The girl who suddenly appeared was dressed in heavy clothes, especially in this midsummer season. She was wearing a thick winter outfit, a shabby black skirt, and a mysterious windbreaker on the outside. Her hood covered half of her face. Even when talking face to face, there was an illusion that she was hiding in the shadows.

Xavier was quite envious of the girl's hair. It was as long as the night sky and hung down behind her. A few light highlights looked like moonlight, and the tiny shiny hair accessories looked like starlight. She had a petite and light body, a dignified and steady appearance, skin as white as ice and jade, and eyes as sparkling as silver stars.

Can I ask the girl in front of me how to dress myself? Savile felt a little distressed.

Normal people dress like this purely to keep away heat rash in the summer, but knowing a little bit of magic is enough to solve the problem of heavy clothes. In fact, many mages are keen on big and thick clothes, preferably with more straps so that they can carry many items.

Occasionally, a wizard would appear. The receptionist, Xavier, quickly came to his senses and said, "Hello, this is the headquarters of the Grape and Wine Adventurer's Association. What can I do for you?"

The mysterious girl spoke softly, sounding light and confident: "Hello, little girl, I'm looking for a suitable commission."

"Little girl..." The receptionist immediately showed her proper service attitude and was very respectful. She knew how to get along with mages. "Ah, um, there are no suitable commissions on the notice board... By the way, are you an adventurer?"

The girl asked, "No, will this affect getting paid?"

The receptionist explained, "That's not the case. If you register as an official adventurer, the association can create a file for you to record your achievements in your adventuring career so that they can be marketed to gain more favor."

The girl thought for a moment and said, "Then there's no need for that. It won't affect my reward, and I don't plan to make a living as an adventurer. Looking at the notice board, it seems that all the challenging quests have been taken."

The receptionist smiled and said, "It seems that you are a magician who is confident in your own abilities. Have you ever had experience in independent hiking or defeating dangerous monsters? If not, I recommend that you join a team with veterans, which can reduce the occurrence of danger... Um, the commission is..."

The girl simply stood on tiptoe and took down the "expelling the haunted house ghost" request from the notice board.

The girl held the commission between her fingers and shook it gently: "This is it."

Savile felt a little troubled and whispered, "The reward for this commission is very low. The client is probably bankrupt or on the verge of bankruptcy. He seems to be a man who is good at sweet talk. Besides, there may be ghosts and curses in that hotel. I don't recommend it, beautiful lady."

In fact, as a receptionist, she should take the initiative to help the association sell these difficult jobs, but she had a good first impression of the girl in front of her, so she couldn't help but remind her.

What if such a lovely girl got hurt during her adventure?

The girl smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, I just think the content is interesting. Then tell me the client's address. The reward is really pitiful, so I plan to negotiate with the client again."

Seeing what the other party said, Savile didn't know what to say next: "Is that so? Then would you please leave your name and contact information?"

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The girl rolled up the letter and slowly put it in her pocket. She then gave her name naturally: "My name is Fili, Fili Muse."

Savile carefully wrote down the name, feeling a little happy, as he was the first person in the tavern to know Fili, and then asked again.

"Is your profession a magician?"

"No, it's a witch."

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"Eh? Witch?"

After she finished speaking, Xavier looked up in surprise, but couldn't find any trace of Fili. If it weren't for the commission disappearing from the bulletin board, she would have thought that some weirdo was making fun of her.

"Ms. Fili looks very special. Maybe she is really a witch. Besides, there is no benefit in pretending to be a witch."

Witch.

If there is any race in this world that is gifted by God, then Philin would look at the witches without hesitation. This is a magical race.

Starting from the first original witch, witches continued to be born all over the world. At first, these witches were just girls who suddenly gained powerful powers, but later, the first witches continued their offspring, and this bloodline began to give birth to pure-blooded witches.

The characteristic of witches is eternal youth. Even if they become witches later in life, their youth will be fixed at the moment they become witches. Pure-blooded witches are eternal girls. Their bodies will stop growing forever at the fourteenth anniversary, and there will be no change even at the end of their lives.

Because it is a gift from God, every witch has extraordinary magical talent. Even if Filin works hard for ten years, she will not be as powerful as a witch who becomes one directly.

But now it’s different, he has made preliminary contact with a witch.

After the so-called witch left, the adventurers wandering around gathered around and asked about Fili's news.

"Who was that stunningly beautiful woman just now?"

As Fili walked down the street, he felt people looking at him curiously from time to time. He felt a little proud in his heart, and he straightened his chest and raised his head to show his best disguise. These ordinary people could not see through his deceptive magic at all.

That's right. Feilin took out the adventure commission she had just accepted from her pocket, then gently curled her hair with her fingers and happily said, "It's not difficult to pretend to be a witch. Magic power, appearance and mystery are enough. I don't plan to do anything dangerous anyway. As long as I can maintain my base here and live a carefree life, I will be able to accumulate enough capital to escape sooner or later. That's great."

After returning to the hotel that had become a haunted house, Filin began to think about his next plan. He wanted to expel the ghost in a big way, and this plan would be divided into three steps.

First of all, you have to make people around you believe that there are indeed ghosts in the haunted house.

Then put up the sign of Witch Fili to make people believe that there is a witch here.

Finally, in order to make people truly believe that the resentment of the haunted house has been purified, the witch Fili reached a cooperation with the store manager and used the hotel as a long-term residence.

"Hehe~ Could it be that I'm a genius? I only need to create a fake substitute. Not only can I get by with the family's mission, but I can also use the witch as a backer and hug my own thigh without worrying about being bullied. Now I can save money in peace."

Filin was proud of his genius plan.

Chapter 004 The Benefits of a Witch

It was midnight in midsummer, the cicadas were chirping, and it was destined to be a sleepless night. The full moon was in the sky, and the moonlight spread across the corridor of the hotel, almost replacing the lights and providing a wide view inside the hotel.

The sound of footsteps came from the first floor. Philin walked slowly with a candlestick in his hand, checking this inn that belonged to him.

There are many suspicious points in Mr. Ma Wen's death. He could have died however he wanted, and Philin wouldn't have cared at any other time, but he died when Philin was transferred to Miriam's capital.

There was no way Filin could convince himself that the murder was an accident.

Before and after this case, the city guards seemed particularly perfunctory, and some locals applauded. Overall, it seemed that Ma Wen did not have a good reputation in the neighborhood.

He is a harsh and stingy boss, but his crime does not deserve death.

Of course, maybe he angered some mysterious person and was cursed to death?

In any case, Filin's purpose tonight is to investigate the scene and rule out unexpected situations first. As for whether to investigate the truth for Ma Wen, it all depends on whether it is convenient.

He had no good feelings towards anyone in the family. Except for a few, the entire family, from top to bottom, were mostly the same and full of utilitarianism.

First, he checked Ma Wen's room and the rooms of the former employees. Filin patrolled each room, sprinkled special crystalline powder on the ground, then gently cut his fingertips and dripped blood on the powder.

The blood drop did not fall to the ground. When it fell to its limit, it hovered above the crystal powder, and then burst into light in the room. The magic power re-formed into a faint halo, which formed the outline of a human figure, showing past experiences.

Filin first investigated when Ma Wen died, followed the human figure made of powder, moved faster, and finally came to the stable.

Here comes the critical point. The outlines of the stable suddenly increase. Filin sees the outline of Ma Wen talking to a man dressed as a thief. The two seem to have a disagreement and suddenly start fighting. As a result, Ma Wen is one step behind and is stabbed with seventeen transparent holes from behind, dying instantly.

"Very good, it was a human murder, there was no magical interference, and there was no ghost."

If there are ghosts, then the ghosts that harm people must be vengeful spirits. Purifying the vengeful spirits will inevitably involve a battle, and a battle will inevitably destroy the inn. Besides, Filin's deception magic is a little weak against creatures other than humans.

The main thing is that you can't guess what those animals, plants, demons and monsters are thinking, and it is difficult to create corresponding illusions for every monster you encounter. However, if you have information about their natural enemies, Film can also deceive them well.

Next, Filin searched the employees' rooms. Those inactive sheriffs had hardly investigated the hotel, and the employees' rooms were still the same as before. Filin first cast magic in everyone's room to investigate the comings and goings of people in the past few days.

It turned out that it was not just two people who killed Ma Wen, but an organization. After killing Ma Wen, they rummaged through the drawers in the hotel looking for something, and finally found a box somewhere in the cellar. They were excited when they found the box, but then they smashed the box in anger. It seemed that they were tricked by the dead man.

The group of people did not give up, and when they couldn't find the things they found, they tortured the employees and brutally killed other employees. The surviving employees were just lucky, as they ran into the sheriff's patrol just after escaping the hotel, and that's how they escaped.

Filin frowned slightly. He hated this kind of behavior of harming innocent people the most. At the same time, he felt that things were not that simple. Ma Wen must have caused huge trouble and brought about his own death. Filin did not expect the magical barbarians in this world to abide by the law and not make things difficult for him.

After all, Filin was ostensibly a stranger who had taken over the inn quickly after Mawen's death, and if he was suspected, he could easily be said to be Mawen's accomplice.

"But it's just fighting and killing, which is much easier than the fighting within the family." Feilin shrugged. If he had to say what he was afraid of, maybe he would have been afraid of physical fighting and killing in the first few years of traveling through time, but after being influenced by that family for more than ten years, this level of fighting was already a minor matter.

After all, the incompetent, restless and troublesome guys in the family will eventually become material and be imprisoned somewhere, where they will only have their blood drawn all year round.

People who have lost their value are not even allowed to be put on the shelves, and the family will only squeeze out their surplus value.

Fights between siblings are often carried out mentally, usually with the goal of social death and dignity crusher, while physical destruction is the most tasteless means.

The beast from the falling star landed directly in the territory and set off a large-scale war, the scale of which was comparable to that of a special effects film, and there was no Ultraman on the human side.

To sum up, the fighting and killing of ordinary people is easy to predict and can be prepared in advance, so it is the easiest to deal with.

After investigating the hotel, Filin began to check the employees' letters. Sure enough, there were subordinates developed by Ma Wen among them, but unfortunately they were all killed in this conflict.

However, the professional level of people like Ma Wen is really not that good. It seems that Ma Wen himself is a second-rate wizard. He was exiled here and neglected training, so he was directly killed.

The noble mage was killed by the assassin offline.

The employees are hired locals, all ordinary company members, and these people form what the family calls a "battle-hardened intelligence base."

After reading these people's letters, Feilin had a certain understanding of their personalities and positions. Ma Wen would usually organize the intelligence they collected, but the level of the employees was originally very low, so he did not teach them the secret code. Ma Wen and the family have always been in single-line contact. Feilin is the only "heavyweight" sent in these years.

It seems that Mr. Ma Wen can still make use of his remaining energy even after his death. Filin felt a lot more relaxed. He took out a kind of crystalline powder from his pocket and put it in the palm of his hand. He gently blew it on the first floor of the inn, and the light of magic began to bloom.

The whole room was filled with glowing human silhouettes. With a snap of fingers, the power of deception spread out, and these silhouettes became clearer and clearer, just like real people, running out of the house at Film's command.

After performing the magic, Filin put his hands together in the house and bowed slightly to the neighbors around him: "Sorry..."

Before long, the entire street was filled with screams.

"Help! There's a ghost!"

"Help! There's someone here!"

“There’s a ghost!!!”

"Don't come over!!!"

The deceptive phantom ran through the walls recklessly, scaring countless people. The noise was so loud that it finally attracted the sheriff.

Soon, the sheriffs discovered a strange situation. The things running around included so-called ghosts, and even most of the cries for help were made by ghosts.

After discovering the problem, the sheriffs rushed into the hotel and ran into Film who had been waiting for a long time.

Making such a big noise was considered a nuisance to the neighbors, and the sheriffs glared at each other and demanded an explanation from Filin.

Feilin pretended to be frightened, performing an expression that was three parts scared, three parts relieved, and three parts guilty: "It's no big deal. You all know that a murder just happened in this hotel. If we don't purify the resentment of the deceased, we may not be able to do business in the future. So I entrusted the witch."

"Witch? Witches come to places like this? So the farce just now was caused by witches exorcising ghosts? Let's see the witch." The sheriffs said that witches are cabbages? You say you can hire them? The witches they know are very willful, with greater power but less responsibility. Most of them don't care about the suffering of the world and only care about their own fun. How can they do charity?

Feilin patted the back of his head lightly, pretending to be guilty: "From what I heard outside, the neighbors seem to be very enthusiastic. In fact, we should think positively. We don't have to worry about any danger in the haunted house anymore. Everyone has gained something. Well, the witch is in there to exorcise the ghosts. We can rest assured to see the results."

Filin was well prepared. With the help of deception magic, he led the sheriffs to the backyard and found Fili who was casting a spell.