Abducted a pirate hunter

Sylphis comes from a small world full of witches.

In that world, a new witch will be born every hundred years. She will grow up to the age of 15 under the care of the previous witch. After that, she will be randomly transported to another world and survive alone for a hundred years as experience. If she is unfortunate enough to die before the age of 100, An accidental death means that the training has failed. The previous witch needs to return to the witch world to wait for the birth of the new witch. She can only regain her freedom after the witch who has completed the training and takes over the task of educating the new witch.

Before Sylphis, her teacher had already taught three new witches. The teacher's luck was not very good. All three witches were sent to high-risk worlds and died at a young age. The last one almost succeeded, but in the end Still accidentally rolled over.

This feeling of being woken up just before the dawn of hope was finally felt was extremely uncomfortable.

When she saw the world that Sylphis was about to be transported to, her teacher immediately looked like she wanted to hit him to death. The teacher's last witch died in the world that Sylphis was going to, and her body was The kind that has no existence.

The teacher could only hold her back and tell her to protect her life, even if she was missing an arm or a leg.

Each witch has one main attribute. Her teacher is the witch of fire. The natural witch is the most powerful. The three seniors before Sylphis were also natural witches, but they all failed to pass the training. , the teacher who had always been a powerful representative was going crazy, especially when he found out that Sylphis was not even an offensive witch, he wanted to strangle her to death.

In order to prevent Sylphis from dying at a young age, the former witch traveled to several worlds to find swordsmanship teachers, and left her directly to teach them swordsmanship and physical skills for self-preservation.

Just before leaving, he repeatedly told him to save his life, otherwise he would simply find a place to hide for 85 years!

Sylphis doesn't have the temperament to stay in the same place for 85 years, and based on her observations in the past six months, the crime rate in this world is too high. Even if she really finds a place to hide, naturally The biological crisis is not small at all. When she first arrived, she was almost swallowed by a sea king, which almost made the teacher think of hitting her to death again.

According to her observation, although there are many non-human races in this world, there is no race of witches, so Sylphis was quite shocked when a child suddenly pointed at her and called her a witch.

He probably saw him when he landed. Just when Sylphis was considering whether to knock him out and erase his memory, the little boy suddenly ran to the tree where she was holding a handful of crumpled grass that was almost crushed. Next, he raised his head and shouted to her: "You are a witch, aren't you! I have herbs here, can you help me make it into a medicine to treat my father? Dad said that witches can make potions!"

Sylphis tilted his head and looked at the herb in the boy's hand, smiled and said, "That's not a herb, it's just an ordinary weed."

The boy was stunned, staring blankly at the almost broken weeds in his hands. Was the weeds he had worked so hard to collect just useless?

Sylphis landed gently, bent down and leaned close to the little boy's hand, picked up one finickyly, and said cruelly with a smile: "Although it is very similar to the herbal medicine used to treat lung diseases, it is really just a miscellaneous medicine." It’s just grass.”

But the boy suddenly raised his head and looked at her, his eyes bright: "You can see that these are herbs for treating lung diseases, which means you really know how to make potions, right?"

"Not all witches can make potions." Sylphis corrected his idea, and then nodded: "But you are lucky, I do."

The boy shook off the weeds in his hands excitedly and was about to say something else. Sylphis interrupted him with a smile: "Didn't your father say that asking for the witch's help would cost a terrible price?"

Sylphis has also gone to other worlds to learn swordsmanship. In a world without witches, the stories about witches are also different, but almost without exception, seeking help from witches requires paying a heavy price.

Witches have a long lifespan and are heartless.

Although she has a little more conscience due to her attributes, it is just a little bit. She will be angry when she sees pirates indiscriminately harming ordinary people. She will not take the initiative to harm ordinary people, nor will she actually do it. Where to converge.

Her teacher is really a typical representative of witches. The teacher is strong and has no weaknesses. Like her, she would even smile and appreciate the scene of pirates killing villagers. Even if three children she raised in a row died, she would only care. I just can't get free.

The only thing he told her was to save her life. Even if she had missing arms and legs, her life had to be saved.

Sylphis knew this, so she had nothing to complain about the teacher's thoughts. She didn't want to die, but she didn't want to lose arms or legs either. Her life was her own, not for anyone else.

"No matter what the cost, as long as my father can be cured, I will agree!" The boy said confidently without hesitation.

Sylphis raised the corners of her mouth, stood up straight, and the moment she raised her hand, a piece of paper appeared in her hand. She handed it to the boy: "Find the herbs here before the sun goes down, and I will help you treat your father." , but if you accept this condition, no matter whether you find it in the end or not, you must pay the same price. Don't worry, the promise made by us witches voluntarily will definitely be realized. "

"I accept!" The boy had no doubts, so much so that Sylphis felt that if he wasn't really a witch and the witch's promise was indeed true, the boy would have been cheated to death.

The boy lowered his head and looked at the drawing: "But this is not a cure for lung disease..."

"I have medicines for treating lung diseases ready-made, so you don't need to find them." Silphis said casually, without further explaining to him what herbs he was looking for.

Seeing the boy's retreating figure, Sylphis turned back to the branch to catch up on his sleep. Lung disease was contagious, and his father was probably driven into the forest to fend for himself.

When Sylphis woke up, the sky was starting to get dark. She looked at the time and saw that there was almost only one hour left.

Glancing at several similar herbs placed under the tree, none of them were what she was looking for. Sylphis withdrew her gaze and looked in the direction of the setting sun. Her slightly narrowed eyes turned from purple to red. Whisper softly: "I found it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy's footsteps appeared. He excitedly protected the herbs in his arms and walked over quickly. He looked up and saw the figure of Sylphis waking up. He accidentally stumbled under his feet and was about to fall down. On the ground, Sylphis immediately turned his head and waved his wrist.

The boy fell into a pile of hay without being injured at all. Regardless of being surprised, he quickly got up and stared nervously at Sylphis, who had his back to the sunset, and raised the herbs in his hand: "I found it!"

Silphis landed lightly, twisted the herbs in his hand and looked at them. With a wave of his hand, the herbs in his hand turned into a bottle of potion. She put the potion into the boy's hand: "It is indeed the herb I want. This potion belongs to is you."

The boy happily gathered the medicine bottles tightly, bowed to her, and hurried back in the direction.

Sylphis packed herself up and went to the town to find a hotel to stay in. She was not in the habit of living in a tree.

In fact, the amount of herbs the boy found was not enough for Sylphis, but she didn't want to pick them anymore, so she put a bag of berries on her hand and asked the innkeeper to help find someone to pick them.

The hotel owner looked a little embarrassed. Sylphis knew that they were afraid of being infected with lung disease by the boy's father. She smiled and said: "If you are afraid of the man with lung disease, he will come out healthy tomorrow. You can confirm after After that, I'll find someone to pick them. I'll give them as much as they can. How about one thousand beli for one plant?" She put the bag in her hand on the table, raised her eyes and said, "This is half a month's rent, what's more? The part will be used as the agency fee. If he doesn’t come out healthy tomorrow, I won’t get the money back.”

When the hotel owner saw this, he immediately agreed. Anyway, he had no loss and made a fortune in vain.

After solving the problem of herbal materials, Sylphis went back to his room to continue studying potions.

Within two days, the hotel owner sent her a basket of herbs with a smile on his face. Sylphis settled the payment as agreed. She didn’t care whether the owner hired someone to pick it or she thought of it herself. Yes, the deal between her and her boss is to pay the money and deliver the goods.

"By the way, Hawk downstairs wants to see you, Miss." The boss took the money bag and said to her, "That's the son who has lung disease."

The reason why the boss is willing to help him with the message is because Hawke said that he knows where there are herbs and can take them there, but he won't take any of them.

Sylphis knows very well that no matter what kind of ordinary people they are, they are still somewhat selfish in the face of interests, so she will not pity the vulnerable groups in this world too much. This is the living environment of this world.

She doesn't need to be a virgin to save everyone she meets.

However, she would not be stingy if she asked for some help from time to time.

Sylphis raised his eyes and nodded to show that he understood. The boss waited to meet her and was about to leave without any explanation. Before closing the door, he heard her say: "Let him come up."

As soon as Hawke came in, he excitedly knelt down towards her. Sylvester looked at him with a smile: "My child, you are not afraid that I will give you poison."

Hawke cautiously raised his eyes to look at her, then hurriedly lowered his head and said fearfully.

Sylphis raised his eyebrows and saw Hawke say, "So I took a sip first."

"Pfft!" Sylvester laughed out loud. Her potion would not be ineffective if it took one less sip, but Hawke's boldness still made her laugh.

"Do you know what you drank?" Sylvester said, "That's a magic potion! Do you think lung disease is so easy to cure? Without long-term treatment, ordinary medicine will be useless if you only drink it once."

The magic potion is a finished product that she mixed with her own magic. Ordinary witches cannot do it to her level. The potion mixed with magic will be many times more effective than the original one. If it is auctioned, Hill The potions owned by Faith are absolutely worth thousands of gold.

She is not afraid of being robbed. She will save all the potions for the last step. Without this last step, the potions will turn into poison the moment they enter the mouth.

"I know." The little boy is not medically illiterate. He learned this from the adults and doctors around him when his father first became ill.

"So I'm willing to pay no matter what the price is." After saying that, the boy looked at her nervously: "Are you asking for my soul?"

"...I'm not a devil, I won't take your soul." Sylphis choked for a moment, the child's fairy tale was too mixed.

"What's your name?" Sylvester asked.

"Hawk, Lophawk."

"My name is Sylphis." Sylphis raised his eyebrows, his purple-gold eyes glowed with confidence, and his smile was very dazzling. He formally introduced himself to this world for the first time: "Sylphis, the potion witch!"