dark witch

Chapter10

"Ah... it hurts," the woman no longer had the strength to struggle, her body starting to convulse unnaturally, her pupils dilating, the blood color in the depths of her eyes rapidly fading away.

Haiyin licked her lips, still somewhat in disbelief, but it wasn't the time to dwell on doubts, as Androsi was about to die. She hurriedly stepped forward, "You've pinned her down, if she attacks me again, I won't care who transformed her," she said, unapologetically snatching the glass card from Alexander·Sterling's hand.

Alexander·Sterling glanced at his now empty hand, couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head, then unceremoniously grabbed the woman's chin, his eyes slightly narrowed, and the woman's sharp fangs immediately retracted.

"Go ahead, she can't bite you anymore."

Hearing this, Haiyin squatted down to check on the woman's chest, still emitting smoke. She had been too nervous before to pay close attention to where she had placed the two silver needles. It took some effort to locate their approximate position based on the smoke, then she extended her pale right hand directly above the needles.

"Oli Fuli Rita," she muttered with her plump lips, a layer of moonlight-like luminescence covering her hand. Something in the smoky chest began to stir. The woman, already on her last breath, suddenly struggled violently as if revitalized, opening her bloody mouth in a painful roar, "Ah..."

Despite this, Alexander·Sterling's grip on her chin remained firm.

"Oli Fuli Rita," Haiyin, with a solemn little round face, realized the silver needles weren't influenced by her witchcraft because they were imbued with dark witch power, not under her control. To remove them without cutting open the flesh, she had to manipulate her witchcraft to slowly move them out from inside Androsi's body.

"Ah..." As the faded blood color returned to her eyes, the woman clutched the grass on the ground with her hands, her sharp fangs slowly extending out again.

"Oli Fuli Rita," Haiyin, unfazed, kept her eyes on the woman's chest as something seemed about to emerge. Continuing to exert her witchcraft, she soon forced two bloodied needle tips out, effortlessly pulling them free.

"Ah...," Androsi arched her back and then fainted.

Still squatting, Haiyin wasn't sure what to say, carefully cleaning the two silver needles with the cloth she had used to wipe her neck, "How did you come to fancy her, turning a blind eye?"

Previously, outside that gem shop, hadn't those Luo Zong women said that Alexander·Sterling's visit to Anastasia City wasn't just to celebrate Loki Anastasia's joy of having a son? Now, seeing this newly transformed woman, she understood a bit.

Alexander·Sterling released the woman's chin, then took the cloth from Haiyin's hand to wipe his own, his crimson eyes calm but his slightly raised lips betraying a cynically detached attitude, "Does your DeXi family sell regret medicine? I'd pay a high price for it."

Regret medicine? Haiyin scoffed and stood up, straightening her voluminous dress, "Are all Androsi so unrealistic?" One wants to drink her blood, another wants regret medicine; why don't they just shoot for the moon?

"Then how do you explain your interest in her?" Alexander·Sterling glanced at the little dwarf before looking back at the woman on the ground, his eyes gradually filling with blood.

After checking, he found that once the needles were removed, the woman's body ceased its decay. Perhaps because she had only been transformed recently, her self-healing abilities weren't as strong as an ordinary Androsi's.

Haiyin looked up at the full moon, wondering if her mother had noticed her absence.

Removing the small crown from her head and holding it in her right hand, she lifted her dress with her left, about to leave, but then remembered something. She turned back to Alexander·Sterling, "Out of the fate we share, a friendly reminder: don't let her hunt recklessly anymore."

This creature was severely injured and wouldn't recover soon. She was genuinely concerned she might harm innocent Luo Zong people, "With her luck in choosing me as her first prey, it's unlikely to get any better. Who knows what she might encounter next."

"You seem not to be afraid of me at all?" Alexander·Sterling lifted the woman up, the night's moonlight splendid, and the company intriguing.

Hearing this, Haiyin finally took a good look at the man, examining him for a while before saying, "You don't look scary," before leaving, her grandmother had hidden eighty-eight black spirit moon darts in her skirt, each coated with. She was no ordinary child.

Alexander·Sterling laughed at this, a breeze passing by, the look in his eyes slightly shifting, "Little DeXi, we'll be taking our leave first," he said, and with those words, a white mist arose, leaving Haiyin alone in the quiet wilderness.

Sweeping her gaze over the desolate place with no village in sight, Haiyin couldn't help but vent her frustration into the air, cursing in Chinese with a flurry of words, "Dragging me out of the city, and you couldn't even take me with you when you left, showing no compassion at all, after I went through all the trouble of removing those needles for your wife."

"You think you're so powerful, huh? Then try to understand what I'm saying," she switched tones, "I curse you to step on dog poop every time you leave the house, choke on everything you drink, always transform idiots, and have sons... well, let's not go there, that might be a bit too harsh."

After finishing her rant, she still had to make her way back on her own. Lifting her foot, she rode the wind and quickly covered a distance of a hundred meters, just as Merlin and Xiya arrived, relieved to see the little one unharmed, "Haiyin, what happened to that creature?"

"It was taken away by its master," Haiyin pouted, still feeling aggrieved.

"Her master?" Merlin and Xiya exchanged glances.

Haiyin nodded, "Yes, a newly transformed Androsi. When I was dealing with her, her master showed up," she then took out the glass card Alexander·Sterling had given her, "Look, I made some money."

"Blood Rose?" Merlin frowned deeply, taking the glass card from Haiyin's hand, recognizing the emblem on it before returning it to her daughter, "Sterling," there was no mistake, the Blood Rose was the Sterling family's crest, "He didn't harm you, did he?"

"No," Haiyin put away the card, her eyes darting between her mother and aunt, still curious about earlier concerns, "When did you realize I was missing?" She was actually wondering if the money for the little crown had been paid.

Xiya blinked, "Of course, as soon as we noticed you were gone, we chased after you," she then realized they might have forgotten something.

After a moment of silence, Haiyin had to face reality, "So... you didn't pay for the little crown and just left," she pondered if they should return, "Our carriage is still in the city."

"Let's go back," Merlin finally spoke, leading the way with Haiyin in hand, "I haven't finished my business with the shop owner."

Xiya rolled her eyes in disbelief, "Big sister, are you sure that shop owner is going to spend a thousand gold coins to hire you? What does he need you for?"

Those doing business in the city usually had powerful backers; they could directly seek help from them for any troubles. Why would they hire a witch? And even if they did, why would they consider the DeXi family?

"What hiring?" Haiyin caught on to something, "Weren't you supposed to go back to pay? How did hiring come into this?" She looked up at her mother, who appeared not at all embarrassed, wondering if this powerful dark witch intended to force a deal.

Merlin had her reasoning, "Businessmen like them are bound to encounter unsolvable problems," she was there to solve them, "Even if not now, there will be in the future. My rates are very reasonable."

Not only planning to force a deal but also intending to charge in advance? Haiyin felt a bit heartbroken, "Mother, can I not have the little crown?"

"It's a birthday gift from your mother," Merlin smiled gently, "Wear it when we visit the city lord tomorrow," her little Haiyin must have everything that others do.

Haiyin was almost moved, "Mother, I'm only ten," she didn't need to rush for beauty, "Alexander·Sterling has average taste; he wouldn't recognize my beauty."

"Ha, dear, Alexander·Sterling wouldn't dare covet a DeXi," Xiya laughed.

The ancient tomb of the Western Sea Witch Ancestor still existed, along with her serpent staff buried deep in the Western Sea Forest. How could the Androsi dare to transform her descendants?

Of course, there were those within the witch clans who had considered the idea of joining forces with the Androsi, but once a witch was transformed, they would lose their ability to communicate with nature, and their witchcraft would vanish instantly. Thus, a strong alliance was nearly impossible, although there were exceptions within the Androsi, like Austin. Correll.

The ancestor Austin. Correll could withstand the sun just like humans

, leading to a longstanding debate: was he human or Androsi? Some speculated that humans could bear children for Austin. Correll without undergoing transformation.

As far as she knew, the Light Witch Clan had secretly sent pure witches to Correll Manor, but none could share Austin. Correll's bed, leaving the mystery unsolved until his disappearance.

Convincing her was futile, so Haiyin gave up trying. Upon returning to Anastasia City and reaching the gem shop, their carriage was still parked not far from the shop. The white-bearded shopkeeper was momentarily stunned to see them but soon approached.

Before he could speak, Haiyin immediately presented the blood glass card Alexander·Sterling had given her, her brows furrowed in a pitiful plea, "Grandfather, we didn't mean to run off without paying. I don't know how much this card is worth..."

"Enough."

"Let me explain a bit more," Haiyin thought he wasn't giving her a chance to rectify the situation, hastily adding, "When Alexander·Sterling gave me this card, he didn't mention how much money it had. I don't know how much I can get for it at Moslin Bank, but..."

"No, no, no, esteemed miss, you misunderstand. My point is, this Blood Rose card is sufficient to cover the cost of that obsidian crown."

"What?" Seeing the shopkeeper wasn't joking, Haiyin's gaze fell on the glass card, wondering if she should share more truth.

After all, she had only removed two needles; Alexander·Sterling wouldn't pay a reward equivalent to a little crown unless foolish. Lifting her right hand, she examined the crown closely, then looked at the shopkeeper with mixed feelings, "You're making a losing deal."

Merlin couldn't bear to watch her daughter, turning away, "Hand him the glass card; he won't regret it."

The shopkeeper knelt on one knee, head bowed, hands raised high, "Noble miss, you and your family may take another piece of jewelry from the shop at will."

WHAT?

Haiyin felt her worldview shattering, "May I ask you a question?" She placed the glass card in the shopkeeper's hand, "How much is this card worth?"