Faced with Li Ang's question, the Forest Witch was momentarily at a loss for words. From her expression, she seemed to desperately want to find a hole to crawl into.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Li Ang said, "Hmm?" The witch instantly felt the forest, which should have been peaceful and tranquil, showing her immense malice.

Tree roots, branches, fallen leaves, vines, moss... Every part of the forest seemed to grow pairs of eyes, silently staring at the witch with cold, shadowy gazes.

The air felt as if it had solidified—oppressive and quiet. She could not feel the forest's affinity, and the witchcraft she relied on was completely uncastable.

This despair, as if being abandoned and detested by the world, this was... the suppression from a high-ranking Transcendent.

A Magician? A Druid? Or an agent of a Deity's will, matching that Eastern Monk of his?

A tumult of thoughts surged in the Forest Witch's mind. As Li Ang took a step forward, she felt an inexplicable heaviness throughout her body; her heart, as if struck by a heavy hammer, stopped beating.

"If they are adult Natural Spellcasters who have been awakened for a long time, there's hardly any method that can strip them of their special abilities without harming them." The Forest Witch spoke quickly. Even at this time, she did not forget to use the neutral "them" to avoid any suspicion of gender discrimination. "But if it's a Natural Spellcaster who has just awakened, there is a way to prevent them from using their abilities."

Li Ang said indifferently, "Let's hear it."

The witch swallowed. "A Spellcaster's power comes from the world itself, manifested through the combined action of language, gestures, and intent.

"The first method is to make tiny cuts in the awakened Spellcaster's back, wrists, and ankles, and implant a special parasite. This prevents them from making gestures or concentrating, thereby sealing their ability to cast witchcraft.

"However, this type of parasite went extinct over a decade ago and can no longer be found."

The witch imperceptibly glanced at Li Ang's face. Seeing no change in his expression, she quickly added, "The second method involves prolonged brainwashing, making the Natural Spellcaster subconsciously believe they are an ordinary person, thus sealing their power.

"This method is safer but requires the services of a Mentalist specializing in human minds. It takes a long time, and the effects are slow. Furthermore, if the Spellcaster is stimulated again, they could potentially break the seal and regain their power.

"I happen to have a few Mentalist friends. They have gone to many places to treat individuals with psychological disorders who are Natural Spellcasters—the poorer, more backward, and more barbaric the place, the higher the chance of someone becoming such a Spellcaster.

"The third method is to have them consume a special Harmony Potion for a prolonged period. This potion is made from rare ingredients using a complex process, and it's difficult to buy on the market..."

"You have it on you," Li Ang interrupted, asking directly, "You brought that Magic Potion with you, didn't you?"

"..." The witch's words caught in her throat. Feeling his gaze, as cold and sharp as a blade, she nodded with difficulty. "I brought... a little."

"Very good." Li Ang nodded. He instructed the witch to slowly take a vial of Magic Potion from within her filthy, shabby coat and place it on the ground.

This potion was identified by the System as a special item. Its effect was to reduce a Spellcaster's magic affinity for seven days, making it impossible for them to concentrate and cast spells. Initially, this medication only affected newly awakened Natural Transcendents, but with long-term consumption, even Demigod Casters could be influenced.

Additionally, the notes on this potion clearly stated that it only affected Spellcasters who utilized this specific mode of casting within this world. For Transcendents from other worlds, it was roughly equivalent to a bottle of ordinary laxative.

Li Ang inquired about the dosage of the Magic Potion and, using the tree roots, poured it down Hans's and Gretel's throats. He then released the Divine Mark, allowing the two troublesome children to fall from mid-air.

THUMP—

The pair of troublemakers landed face-first on the gigantic Tree Man's knees. They rolled over and came to rest next to the girl from the Children of the Forest who had been mouthing off earlier.

The girl turned pale with fright. However, the troublemakers, now even paler—either from fear of Li Ang or due to the Magic Potion's side effects—clutched their stomachs, rolling back and forth and crying out in pain.

"Help! Help! My stomach hurts so much..."

The troublemakers' cries of pain made Carpenter Hoenburg frantic. Heedless of the fact that his children had just been calling him the Forest Butcher, he hurried over.

Before he could reach them, the girl from the Children of the Forest—attempting to show her kindness, or perhaps feigning concern—had already knelt and was anxiously comforting the children, rubbing their stomachs.

"Your Excellency, what's happening?" the girl asked, looking up urgently.

The Witch's expression changed as if she remembered something. She looked at the girl and said, "Quickly put them down! The side effect of the Magic Potion is—"

SPLATTER! SPLATTER! SPLISH! SPLASH!—

A tumultuous noise, like churning mud, exploded from around the troublemakers. The two troublesome children had diarrhea.

The terrified girl, still holding the children, had her Children of the Forest uniform utterly stained. It emitted a stiflingly foul odor that could almost be described as terrifying.

And the two troublemakers lay amidst the warm mess, fainting on the spot.

Everyone present instinctively took several steps back, including Li Ang. They all stared at the girl kneeling in the midst of the mess, with the kind of awe one might reserve for a brave warrior.

"..." The girl remained silent, her hands trembling slightly. She didn't say a word.

"—will cause the Spellcaster to defecate much more frequently than usual. Their stool will be loose, with increased water content, leading to diarrhea, even incontinence..." the Forest Witch slowly completed. She glanced at the disheveled girl, then her gaze swept over the silent Eastern Monk.

Bracing herself, she summoned several branches—from a type of tree capable of storing large amounts of water—from the forest. These hovered above the girl and the two children, sprinkling down water like a fountain to wash away the mess.

"You should rest for a while." The Witch sighed. She summoned a vine that struck the back of the girl's neck—who had a vacant stare—making her pass out.

Then, the Witch turned her head to Li Ang and said humbly, "Respected Monk, Your Excellency, I am a Forest Magician from the Wiakava Sisters Association, Elder Dorothy Ivy. May I ask who you are?"

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