Chapter 89: Chapter 89: The Witches’ Gratitude

"Your Excellency Gai, a pleasure to meet you."

Betina, clad in a green dress with scaly wings on her back, led Goddalir forward and curtsied with a smile.

"I am Goddalir’s teacher, Betina, a Spirit of Nature from the Magic Forest Flower Kingdom."

"Hmm?" Wang Xi played dumb. "But didn’t Goddalir study Magic with an old gentleman named Bedi...?"

"That was Miss Betina in disguise."

Goddalir explained.

Only then did Wang Xi look as if he’d just realized.

’Such acting skills.’

’Even a master director would have to call me a seasoned actor.’

"Please forgive me for the earlier deception, Your Excellency Gai... After all, it is inconvenient to reveal my identity as a Woodland Fairy in front of others."

Betina said apologetically.

Wang Xi nodded and replied that he understood.

Betina’s emerald eyes first swept across the battlefield before returning to the young man. She said:

"I had heard news in the Flower Kingdom of Your Excellency Gai becoming the ’Witch Messenger’... It seems now that you must have successfully persuaded the Human Queen."

"More or less, but there was a bit of a mishap. Calvin tried to control the Queen with force, but Pinocchio and I took care of him."

Wang Xi patted the young boy’s shoulder and smiled.

"The Witches and Lords are in the tower negotiating with Queen Xianna... so I guess you could say things are settled for now."

Hearing this, Betina looked astonished.

She exchanged a glance with her student, Goddalir, then praised him effusively:

"Your Excellency Gai, you are truly full of surprises. We were originally ordered by Lord Diaz, the ’Flower Prince,’ to come and provide support. We never expected the situation would already be resolved."

Betina’s tone was filled with emotion.

At that moment, Goddalir looked at the black-haired young man before her, a forlorn expression on her face. Her original expectations had been dashed.

She had been diligently practicing meditation and Magic day and night, thinking she could be of help to Gai this time.

However, he didn’t need her help at all.

"Gai, you’re not hurt, are you?"

Goddalir clasped her small hands and asked with concern.

"Nope." Wang Xi shook his head with a smile.

"That’s good."

The girl returned his smile.

’But inwardly she sighed. It seems the Healing Technique she had just learned would be of no use.’

’But she quickly chided herself. Why would I wish for Gai to be injured?!’

’You’re such a bad girl, Goddalir!’

Wang Xi, unaware of the girl’s intense inner turmoil, walked over to the old Warlock and slowly crouched down.

And then.

He slapped the old bastard twice right across the face.

CRACK!!

Betina and the others were taken aback.

’What is Gai doing?’

It wasn’t that Wang Xi lacked decorum, but that the old bastard had been too brazen.

Anyone who knew him knew he was actually a fine young man who respected the old and cherished the young... but bratty kids and scummy old geezers were not included in his scope of kindness.

"Ngh... Huh?!"

Bertrand awoke with a jolt from the searing pain.

He opened his eyes and saw the black-haired young man crouched before him, and his expression changed dramatically.

"Lord—Gai!"

Bertrand forced a pained smile, gritting his teeth against the excruciating pain from his broken arm and cheek, a cold sweat breaking out on his brow.

"You’re... you’re alright! That’s wonderful! That bastard Calvin who brought chaos to the Royal Palace must have been dealt with by you! What a relief! Haha!"

"..."

Wang Xi stared at the old Warlock.

’I thought I was shameless, but I’ve met my match.’

He couldn’t be bothered to waste words on him.

He pulled out his "Magic Wand" and pressed the slender "Staff Tip" against Bertrand’s forehead.

This action made the old man flinch.

Although he was unfamiliar with this type of "Small Magic Wand," he had just witnessed it in the battle, watching the man use it to cast a Spell—a "Red Lightning" that pierced the bodies of two Swordsmen.

’My forehead can’t take a hit like that!’

"I surrender! I surrender, my lord!"

Bertrand first cried out in alarm, then spinelessly surrendered and begged:

"I beg you, don’t kill me! It was all Calvin’s doing! He had something on me, blackmailed me into working for him..."

The old Warlock spilled everything, like beans from a bamboo tube, confessing all the evil deeds he had committed over the years.

Embezzlement and bribery, bullying men and taking advantage of women, seizing property, and more.

He even mentioned adding a Magic Potion to the food of his political rivals—Ando, Dick, and Franz—at a court banquet, causing them to suffer from severe flatulence. They farted thirteen times in public, so hard that brown sludge spurted from their pants.

As he got to the emotional parts, tears streamed down his face, snot bubbled from his nose, and his expression was one of utter remorse.

Wang Xi looked disgusted.

He had no interest in listening further and knocked the old bastard unconscious with a single punch, planning to hand him over to the Queen later.

In any case, his objective was achieved.

[Target Defeated]

[Capture "Bertrand’s" abilities?]

’Yes.’

Wang Xi thought to himself.

Since this guy had been captured alive, he naturally had to maximize his gains: capture the Cards on his person by defeating him.

One deep green and two white, a total of three orbs of light, flew out and entered the space between Wang Xi’s brows.

...

...

After some more small talk,

Wang Xi learned that Goddalir had now joined the Magic Forest Flower Kingdom’s faction and become a "Natural Witch."

And Betina’s true identity wasn’t just that of a Woodland Fairy; she was also the elder sister of Diaz, the "Flower Prince," one of the four great Lords.

Tomelese, the "Flower Fairy" who had been playing the zither and chanting on the battlefield to cast an Enhancement Magic on the Fire Witch, was her younger sister.

’So, does that mean Goddalir has become someone with connections in the Magic Forest?’

Wang Xi thought to himself.

In his opinion, this was a good thing.

Goddalir was no longer alone and without support.

The secret talks in the tower continued for quite some time, until the bright moon hung high overhead. Only then did the two sides reach a preliminary agreement.

The Witches and Lords were the first to leave the tower hall, walking out from the portico.

"It seems it’s not just Diaz who’s afraid of dying, his big sister is too... showing up late only after everything has been settled."

The Flaming Demon Horse raised its head and sneered.

The Flower Fairy next to her heard this and was immediately displeased. She put her hands on her hips and shrieked:

"My big sister isn’t afraid of dying! She just had an upset stomach on the way, which caused a bit of a delay!"

"..."

Betina’s smile froze.

A vein bulged on her forehead.

As everyone knows, Fairies don’t poop.

Betina grabbed her little sister to stop her from spouting more nonsense. Then, with an apologetic look, she said to the Demon Horse Lord:

"My apologies, Lord Tariel, we were indeed delayed on the road... We ran into the fleeing Court Mage Master, Bertrand. After a brief skirmish, we captured him alive."

As she spoke, she gestured behind her.

WHOOSH—

A whirlwind swept up the unconscious Bertrand from the ground and delivered him before the group.

"Hmph. Committing evil just because of a sliver of power in his bloodline, becoming Calvin’s accomplice. I really feel like crushing this guy under my hoof."

The Demon Horse said coldly.

But Sugar Witch Bev spoke softly:

"Let it be. Since we have all come to an agreement with Queen Sianna, let’s leave him for her to deal with."

With that, she looked up at the black-haired young man with a smile and said in an exceptionally solemn tone:

"Mr. Gai, we owe you a great deal for this. On behalf of the Magic Forest, I wish to express our gratitude..."

Bev gently lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, lowered her head slightly, and gave an elegant curtsy.

"From now on, you are the most honored guest of the Magic Forest and our dearest ally."

It wasn’t just her; even the hot-tempered Flaming Demon Horse beside her lowered its proud head in a silent show of respect. The Little Stone Man Simon, the Flower Fairy Tomelese, and the Woodland Fairy Betina all bowed to the young man.

No matter what they might say, they all knew clearly in their hearts... If this human had not been willing to risk his life to come to the Royal Palace and persuade Sianna, Calvin’s conspiracy would have most likely succeeded.

The final result would inevitably have been mutual destruction.

"Thank you for protecting our home."

At this moment, Lillian, the leader of the Witches, also looked up. A rare smile appeared on her cool and indifferent face.

"You’re welcome, Miss Lillian."

Wang Xi waved his hand dismissively.

"We met by chance and became friends... and friends are supposed to help each other, aren’t they?"

Lillian hummed in agreement.

She then turned her head to the twin-tailed Wolf Witch in the Red Cloak and said softly:

"Sofia, hurry up and thank Mr. Gai."

The Wolf Witch crossed her arms and remained silent.

But faced with Lillian’s unwavering gaze, she eventually relented. She turned her head away and stammered:

"Th-Thanks."

"Thanks who?"

"That guy."

"Sofia, don’t be rude."

"Fine! You’re so annoying!"

The Wolf Witch grumbled and mumbled, then pulled her hood down and said unclearly in a small voice:

"Thanks, Gai... sir."

Seeing this foul-mouthed little brat get taken down a notch again was quite satisfying for Wang Xi. But before he could respond, Sofia planted her hands on her hips and interrogated him head-on:

"Hey! Explain yourself! How can you turn into a Demon Wolf?! Also, did you pervert steal my clothes and socks?!"

"As for how I can turn into a Demon Wolf... that is a secret, which I’m afraid I cannot tell you, Miss Sofia."

Wang Xi ignored the Wolf Witch’s murderous glare and continued on his own.

"Ahem." He remained perfectly composed and shook his head. "As for your other question, Miss Sofia, please don’t tarnish an innocent person’s reputation out of thin air. I have never stolen your clothes... Perhaps Mr. Igor admires and reveres you so much that he took them as a memento."

"Impossible!"

Sofia seethed, grinding her teeth in frustration.

The twin-tailed girl stomped her foot and scolded:

"He wouldn’t have the guts!"

「At this moment—」

Far away, in the attic of a gray castle on a mountain in the northernmost part of the Magic Forest, a blond man who was diligently cleaning suddenly sneezed.

His expression turned serious as he muttered to himself:

"No, there’s still too much dust..."

"Hmm." The man thought for a moment. "I must clean this place thoroughly before Lady Sofia returns, so she can feel the warmth of home."

Just then, he pulled a fuzzy pink stocking from his pocket. The sight of it brought a look of fanatical reverence to his face, filling him with motivation.

He quickly put it away again, glanced around to make sure no one was there, and then continued wiping down a hanging scroll.

Only he was worthy of—

—washing Lady Sofia’s socks by hand!

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