CHAPTER 170: CHAPTER 151: OATH AND SWORD OF VICTORY_3

She pushed Rowena’s wheelchair, called Bian to stop, and even Miss Keroy, who had poked her head out after hearing the keyword "eat," was taken away by Ave, leaving plenty of space for Ethan and Lindong.

"Teacher."

"Hmm?"

Lindong turned her face again.

"Do you have something on your mind lately? Is it because we’re going back to the imperial capital soon?"

Ethan knew the imperial capital held significant meaning for Lindong. It was half her hometown, and north of the capital was the northern territory, where her kin lived deep in the snow and wind, and a few at the top of her "hit list" were currently in the capital city.

It’s understandable to have mixed emotions. "If there’s anything troubling you, you can tell me."

"It has nothing to do with the capital."

Lindong was never a sentimental person, nor did she ever fall into self-doubt out of confusion. What could bother her and make her daydream were always academic problems.

Since Ethan asked, she brought up the strange event that occurred at Wolf Head Castle that night for Ethan to ponder over, "Do you think there could be two of me existing in this world simultaneously?"

Ethan was caught off guard by the sudden question, "Are you wanting to discuss a philosophical question?"

"It’s a question of magic; when I left Wolf Head Castle that day, I seemed to see myself."

That figure flashed by and turned away at the street corner.

She only managed to catch a glimpse of a back view.

There are many with long white hair among their kin, but what truly puzzled her was the fleeting moment of time, as each Elemental Shaper’s upgrade was unique, and theoretically, the same upgraded ability shouldn’t exist in this world.

The information is too scant.

There are too many ways to cause illusions, such as transformation potions or a witch’s Illusion Technique could achieve it.

That brief flicker of time might also have been an illusion.

Lindong, who had read countless forbidden books, rarely encountered phenomena that mysticism knowledge couldn’t explain, but she always felt it wasn’t an illusion.

Before that figure appeared, she had twice inexplicably felt emotions in the contamination zone.

"Maybe it’s also a witch’s trick."

But in fact, after listening to Lindong’s account, Ethan couldn’t provide a reasonable explanation either.

More eerily, they theoretically had faced the unknown witch many times, yet hadn’t even seen her appearance, and being a runaway who cruelly murdered several Magic Masters, the witch seemed overly courteous when gaming them.

The Scarlet Plague was cured, and Viola left the contamination zone unharmed; every step of the unknown witch’s plan seemed to fail, yet she didn’t take lowly retaliatory means.

If the witch retaliated angrily against ordinary residents of Ximu Town, the situation could become quite tricky.

Ethan said, "But no matter what, assuming there’s another you in this world, we’re bound to encounter her again sooner or later. Next time, why don’t we just directly figure out a way to capture her?"

"You’re right."

With Ethan’s reminder, Lindong saw the light, "Whoever she is, if she appears again, we’ll just capture her."

She decided not to waste time on unfathomable issues and focus on the future, "Ethan, what plans do you have when we reach the imperial capital?"

"We were discussing oaths and the Sword of Victory just now..."

"I mean a couple of days ago, just the two of us."

Lindong pondered for a moment and made a concession, "At most, we can also bring Miss Keroy."

After all, Miss Keroy and Ethan had established a soul link, and they’re likely to continue living together in the future, plus this little hen is quite obedient and reassuring; apart from her big appetite, keeping her at home isn’t much of a burden.

Ethan suddenly got serious, "Is it about a date plan?"

"You could say that. My home is near the imperial capital, and according to our tradition, it’s necessary to take you home once."

"Then we must prepare some specialties from Ximu Town... but won’t your kin find it too shabby, after all, this is a border town, and there’s not much to show for it."

Ethan got a bit nervous.

This was his first time visiting a girlfriend’s home in his life, and although he had no experience, from the information he’d gathered in his previous life, a little carelessness in times like this could lead to disaster.

"What hobbies do uncle and aunt usually have?"

"Uncle and aunt? What uncle and aunt?"

Lindong was puzzled.

"It’s just that when going back, you have to carry something in hand, and, oh yes, clothes too, I’ll need to buy a new set!"

Although maid outfits were good and helped with his electric Elemental Magic practice, basically, maids were of low status in this world. If uncle and aunt found out he let their daughter wear a maid outfit all the time, the first impression likely wouldn’t score well.

Lindong realized something but found Ethan, who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, amusing. She laughed gently and said, "I usually live alone, but you can still buy me a set of new clothes, it’ll make me happy for a long time."

She glanced outside the window, "It’s winter, so cold."

This was a lie.

There’s no easier lie to expose than the one about Lindong Witch being afraid of the cold. According to Ethan’s long-term observations, Lindong’s fear of cold could be intelligently controlled; it was like a skill with a pre-cast delay. Whenever she said "so cold," it meant she wanted to snuggle into a person’s embrace.

This was also recorded in the "Witch Research Log."

"Today at the meeting, Rowena talked about this issue. She knows a type of illusion magic similar to a smoke screen that can change people’s perception of the cursed one’s appearance. Once you use this magic, you won’t be recognized by the town’s residents."

Ethan said, "Teacher, let’s go buy some clothes."