Chapter 4: Who Gets Chosen by a Magic Scroll on Their First Day of School?

Chapter 4: Who Gets Chosen by a Magic Scroll on Their First Day of School?

"Congratulations, each of you has now successfully become a witch-in-training," Sallyra stated emotionlessly, "Only those who pass the first-year exam will qualify as a junior witch."

"I do hope to see you all alive then."

"Suddenly, the furnace erupted with a loud noise, the flames explosively rising behind the instructors!"

"The firelight cast upon each new student's face, and at that moment, the girls all felt a sharp pain in their chests."

"An inverted triangle mark glowed faintly, signifying their formal acceptance into the Witch Academy."

"On this continent, some girls are born with an unparalleled magical power."

"It is a strength that ordinary people can never attain."

"Unlike other magicians who borrow magic from gods or devils, these girls are the very source of magical power."

"Finding them through various magical detection methods, accepting them, teaching them how to control the magic hidden within, and ensuring the continuation of their kind is the true purpose of the Witch Academy."

"Those who fail in this process lose the privilege to continue."

"For some reason, at that moment, all the new students felt a chill breeze sweep over them, making them shiver involuntarily."

"With the speech concluded, the enrollment ceremony officially ended."

"The eyeless butlers began to enter, escorting the new students out in groups."

"Clutching the corner of the bag, Hill stood up nervously."

"Despite the glowing magical flowers and candles everywhere, she still found the place dark and eerie."

"The Wyatt family castle was always bright; she never had to share a room with others... But now, having received the admission letter, she had no choice but to accept."

"With a sour feeling in her eyes, Hill forcibly followed the 'butler' out."

"They walked through the corridor and ascended two floors, finally arriving at the room bearing her dormitory number."

"There was already a girl in the room... It was that ignoramus!"

"Hill Wyatt's eyes widened in fury, the sourness and fear of the unknown that had just arisen were completely replaced by anger!"

"How could it be this ignoramus who dared to disregard the Earl’s crest!"

"In the Wyatt family's domain, not a single commoner would fail to pay her respects upon seeing her!"

"Even just now in the hall, every girl who passed by her instinctively lifted their skirts in a curtsey!"

"But this person named Fei Yi Luo completely ignored the Wyatt family's emblem!"

"And now she had to share a room with someone so coarse and impolite?!"

"Hill was on the verge of going back to request a room change."

"But her feet hesitated to turn back down the gloomy corridor, and she didn’t dare strike up a conversation with the daunting ‘butler’ beside her."

"'So slow,' Fei murmured. If not for the automaton that brought her insisting she wait for her roommate, she would have eagerly entered the dormitory by now."

"Fei didn't care who her roommate was, so she was indifferent about who it might be."

"'Hurry up,' Fei motioned towards the door lock, winking at the automaton, 'Open it, quick!'"

"Hill gasped in shock beside her... Was she crazy? To directly talk to these things! Truly a reckless fool!"

"But the feared outburst from the ‘butler’ in Hill’s imagination never came; these nightmarish creatures were incredibly gentle, swiftly unlocking the dormitory door."

"Both girls received a brass key each."

"Without waiting for the automaton to leave, Fei rushed eagerly into the dormitory."

"A bed without patches! And it was so soft and fluffy! Lying on it, there was no 'creak-creak' noise!"

"A standalone long table! Brand-new chairs! There's even a single-seater sofa and carpet without any odd smells!"

"Oh my goodness!"

"Fei Yi rushed into the bathroom, hugging the clean and bright bathtub tightly!"

"The Witch Academy is incredibly lavish!"

"There's an entire row of cleaning agents!"

"And judging by the colors, these aren't just any cheap cleaning agents like the ones at the orphanage, these must be at least premium-grade, emitting a fresh herbal fragrance when opened!"

"Even if the deity of this world were to choke her, Fei Yi Luo would never leave the Witch Academy!"

"With such an environment and amenities, she would willingly become a demon or anything else!"

"Everything in the dormitory was in pairs, including two separate bathrooms."

"Thus, Fei unburdenedly locked her gloomy-faced roommate outside and indulged in a luxurious hot bath."

"Three bottles of cleaning agent automatically moved up and down her body, leaving Fei feeling refreshed as she picked up her thin notebook and grammar book to study."

"At that moment, another thought crossed her mind."

"—If this really is a game world, then even if the time is off, the potion formulas she knows must still be applicable."

"The cleaning agents before her were a case in point."

"In the game 'Demon God Continent', 'Potions' were one of the most unique innovative features."

"Players wanting to use potions no longer relied solely on purchasing from NPCs or monster drops; they could create them using 'Formulas'."

"As long as one knew the 'Potion Formulas' and gathered the required materials, they could independently produce potions with various effects."

"Potion grades vary with different formulas, ranging from the lowest to the highest: Cheap, Common, Quality, and Legendary."

"There are some hidden, extremely powerful Legendary potions that can even permanently increase maximum health/magic, significantly boost combat ability, and more."

"Of course, there are also potions that increase intelligence."

"Before crossing over, Fei Yi amassed a huge fortune quickly through hundreds of different hidden potion formulas."

"She didn't sell the formulas, only made potions for her clients."

"So, she was exceedingly proficient in this area."

"Fei's eyes gleamed brightly under the bathroom lights."

"She wrote down 'Intelligence Potion' in her notebook and circled it emphatically."

"She needed to gather the ingredients as soon as possible to overcome the language barrier!"

"But given her current situation, getting materials for high-grade potions was virtually impossible."

"She hadn’t even unlocked maps of other areas."

"Fei thought for a moment and wrote down 'Common Intelligence Potion', listing the following ingredients:"

"2 parts of dried thyme leaves, 5 parts of basil bark, 8 parts of fresh blue octopus secondary brain, and 1 part of morning dew."

"These items weren't hard to obtain: thyme grew on the outskirts of Ninihui Town; basil trees were those twisted, thorn-like trees she saw upon her arrival in the Abyss; and morning dew was easy to collect early in the day."

"The only remaining item, the blue octopus secondary brain, a common ingredient in potion formulas, should be available at potion shops in Ninihui Town."

"The only challenge was getting back to Ninihui Town."

"Fei Yi thought of Priscilla and the dean. The commotion caused by Sallyra was too great; the monks at the monastery would surely blame her, the only one missing."

"Although those monks hadn’t even changed their profession and their highest level wouldn’t exceed 30, she still couldn’t defeat them with her current capabilities."

"Besides, there was another challenge—tools."

"In the game, potion making required the tool 'Mixing Furnace'. Where could she find such a thing in real life, aside from buying it?"

"She decided to take things one step at a time."

"After washing her hair until it was smooth and shiny, Fei Yi immediately climbed out of the bathtub."

"She braided her long hair, put on a new black plain dress, and opened the bathroom door, coincidentally encountering the automaton butler delivering items."

"Fei noticed her new roommate, who was disdainfully and awkwardly making the bed, turned her head away upon seeing her, clearly setting boundaries."

"But Fei Yi couldn't care less, as her attention was entirely captivated by the three items just delivered."

"A daily menu, a timetable, and a list of notices, all written on real magical scrolls!"

"These scrolls, made from the belly skin of sea monsters, possessed a certain intelligence. They could not only automatically update their content but also twist themselves to comfortably stick to a wall."

"Inheriting the arrogance of their sea monster origins, if disrespected, the scrolls could attack, usually by mercilessly whipping faces with their rods."

"Not very powerful, but extremely humiliating."

"So Fei Yi had no reaction to the faint fishy smell and greyish patterns on the scrolls, even taking the trouble to wipe away the dirt on their surfaces with a clean towel from the bathroom."

"Watching every move of her roommate, Hill Wyatt snorted in derision through her nose."

"Was this ignorant commoner truly treating these dirty, scavenged-from-who-knows-where magical scrolls like treasures?"

"Such ignorance and folly!"

"In Wyatt Castle, there were countless such magical scrolls, each blessed by a great magician from the monastery, exquisitely beautiful, and of a gentle and obedient nature."

"Hill, as a child, often played with the scrolls for fun, but not once did any scroll ever lose its temper with her."

"Thinking of this, Hill's expression darkened further."

"She missed home."

"If it weren’t for… she would never have ended up in this place!"

"The narrow beds, the cramped bathrooms, and these dirty, oddly-smelling scrolls!"

"The disdainful daughter of the earl took out a bottle of exquisite perfume from a very expensive-looking box. Covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, she approached the scrolls that had just been stuck to the wall."

"Observing this, Fei Yi couldn’t help but speak up: 'You…'"

"'Shut up, commoner!' Hill glanced at her disdainfully, 'Thinking of showing respect to Wyatt now? Too late! I will never forgive your impertinence!'"

"Although Fei Yi didn’t understand her words, the expression and tone were unmistakable."

"So, she withdrew her hand."

"Next, the perpetually haughty daughter of the earl was attacked by three magical scrolls."

"At first, when the rod hit her arm, Hill was furious."

"'How dare you strike the daughter of an earl?! You filthy trash, dirtier than mud—'"

"Afterward, things spiraled out of control."

"The skins of the sea monsters went completely berserk, tearing themselves off the walls and relentlessly pursuing Hill with their lashes!"

"A mere eight-year-old girl, freshly away from home to study, was being beaten by three scrolls, the ordeal quite pitiful."

"Fei Yi, listening to the curses, chasing sounds, cries, and pleas for mercy, diligently translated tomorrow's menu using a dictionary."

"'Pan-fried frog legs sound good, steak and eggs are a must, and red bloodgrass juice... isn’t that a minor healing potion? I’ll have one of those.'"

"All she had to do was circle the desired dishes with a feather pen, and the next day an automaton butler would deliver the meal to the dormitory. Incredibly convenient."

"'Hey!' Hill, unable to bear it anymore, yelled in desperation at her only roommate, 'Can you help me out here! Call someone... anything will do!! Can’t you make them stop?!'"

"'Sorry,' Fei Yi said with a puzzled look, pointing at the dictionary in her hand and then at her head, indicating: I don’t understand, I’m clueless."

"Hill’s vision darkened as she burst into tears."

"Finally, the magical scrolls ceased their assault at the girl's cries for mercy and returned to their places on the wall."

"But this time, angered, they chose particularly hidden spots. Either under the desk or behind the curtains, Hill always had to struggle to see tomorrow's menu and timetable."

"On her first day at the Witch Academy, the daughter of the earl learned to keep her boastful mouth shut."

"But the grudge against her roommate was unilaterally established."

"Fei Yi, for her part, didn’t care at all."

"On the contrary, she was excited, for the timetable showed that their first class after the school opening was a potion-making class."

"Potion class!"

"Could this mean her tools were salvageable? Could her intelligence potion become a reality?"

"No, not just the intelligence potion. With a mixing furnace, she could gather various materials to make a variety of potions, then sell them at the potion shops in Ninihui Town!"

In that instant, Fei's eyes turned into the shape of gold coins!

Author's Note:

Thank you, my darlings, for your nourishing support!