The Witch's Imaginary Land: Redemption Comes After Sticking Together

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However, A3 is a threshold, and relying on others' guidance is no longer effective; one must rely on continuous attempts and summarizing experiences.

As for selling alcohol, thanks to the guidance of Manager Qin Luoyu, Jiang Kehan ​​has become a star at the Witch's Tavern and can be considered a master who understands the nature of witches.

With just three sentences, she could make the other witches pinch her face and exclaim how cute she was.

Jiang Kehan ​​was utterly speechless at the witch who was loved by everyone. Even though many customers might not be able to beat her, as long as she remained so short, customers would always subconsciously treat her like a child.

Even a short character can save a certain Pharah; even a short character can be dazzling!

Jiang Kehan ​​no longer cares much about her height. Perhaps it's because she's going through a transformation. She's become much more proactive and even more "normal" than before.

"Sigh, I now understand why the witches all like to go to Gensokyo to find their own path. In the imaginary land, which has been completely figured out, it is still difficult to have a special experience."

Jiang Kehan ​​closed the book, feeling somewhat sentimental.

The ideal world is too perfect, which is not a good thing for witches who are searching for their own path. They have no chance to make mistakes, or even the possibility of trying.

Although money can buy almost anything, what does that have to do with Jiang Kehan, who is not exactly wealthy?

The only reason she stayed was that she needed to constantly improve her knowledge, since there weren't as many teachers elsewhere.

Even Ariel has proven herself, following in the footsteps of her two mothers, and every time she comes back, she brings Jiang Kehan ​​a lot of local specialties, allowing her to make a nice profit.

However, what surprised Jiang Kehan ​​the most was Solita, who was recruited by the Witch Organization and joined the mysterious department.

According to Wu Yuhan's "inside information," Solita joined a department called the Death Slayers, which was mainly responsible for purging alien races, which was very much in line with her magical characteristics.

Everyone else is busy too. Since entering the transformation period, everyone has been separated more often than together. Is this the price of adulthood...? Jiang Kehan ​​thought jokingly. With an eternal lifespan, she doesn't actually dislike this kind of "career ambition".

She stretched and was about to put "The Alchemist's Law" back into the folded space when she noticed that the book had been opened again and was now displaying the author's signature.

Jiang Kehan ​​subconsciously read those words aloud.

"The First Witch, Eldeck Andrea von Clara."

Suddenly, a breeze swept through the study, which had its doors and windows tightly shut. Jiang Kehan ​​grabbed her chair and took a step back, looking at the scene before her with some surprise.

The wind stirred a bluish hue, carrying the heavy footsteps of countless stories, transforming into clearly defined figures, yet they remained unremembered in my mind.

The other person's eyelids trembled slightly, and they opened their eyes, looking at Jiang Kehan ​​with some curiosity before smiling.

"It turns out to be you."

"Quack, so the rumor that witches' names are taboo is true..." Jiang Kehan ​​opened her mouth wide, but quickly grasped the key point.

If she wasn't mistaken, this was the author of "The Alchemist's Law," the witch whose name she had uttered.

But why would the other person know her?

"You know me?" Jiang Kehan's expression turned serious. Although she didn't know the other party's strength, she was not afraid of anyone in the hypothetical village—as a law-abiding citizen, she could call the police!

“Of course, I sent you into this world,” Clara said with a smile.

"Looks like you're doing quite well, hmm..." She scrutinized Jiang Kehan's face, then suddenly remembered something, narrowed her eyes, and spoke with a hint of pleasure.

"According to the traditions of your original world, I seem to have forgotten to give you a gift, but it's not too late to make up for it now."

Jiang Kehan ​​swallowed hard, her hand gripping the terminal suddenly sweating. If what the other party said was true, then their strength definitely exceeded her expectations.

"I'm doing very well now and don't need any gifts, except for Witch Gold, of course."

Jiang Kehan ​​didn't think that the witch who threw her into the imaginary world and then ignored her would give her any good conditions. In her eyes, she was probably just someone on the roadside.

Judging from the other person's tone, if it weren't for this coincidence, they probably wouldn't even remember her!

"Ahem." Clara's smile turned somewhat awkward.

"Um, what is Witch Gold?"

Ok?

Jiang Kehan ​​narrowed her eyes and began to suspect that the other party was a fake witch. How come she didn't even know about Witch Jin?

So she took out a witch's gold coin from her bosom and handed it to Clara, saying as she did so.

"Look, this is the currency that circulates among witches."

Clara glanced at it casually and nodded: "It's a very nice little item. It's clear that Sophia put some effort into it."

Jiang Kehan's face froze. If she understood correctly, the Sophia the other person was talking about was Walter Alice Sophia, the Queen of Witches.

This guy is a real expert!!!

"But I'm sorry, I'm penniless and have been homeless for a long time," Clara said matter-of-factly, as if it were perfectly normal for her not to have any money.

“Right now, you’re still far away from Gensokyo, so forget about me teaching you.” She smiled, as if patting Jiang Kehan’s head.

“But I will allow you to tell me one wish, in Clara’s name.”

Jiang Kehan ​​felt the gentle breeze above her head and suddenly felt that the other person meant her no harm, which calmed her down.

She thought about many things in that instant, but in the end, she blurted it out without hesitation.

"I want to become stronger!"

Chapter 291 Welcome to the Past

Only one's own strength is the most real thing, something that cannot be taken back or changed.

Jiang Kehan ​​knew very well that she was simply too weak right now, which was why she felt limited in every way.

With enough power, she can not only save a mere Li Hui, but she can also crush the entire world!

At that time, Jiang Kehan ​​could even confidently say: the fault lies not with her, but with the world.

"Strength?" Clara smiled gently, then became serious as she stared into Jiang Kehan's eyes and asked.

"Are you willing to pay the price? No, are you willing to endure even more hardship for this?"

"To gain is to lose. Even we are unwilling to give our strength to those who cannot grasp it. You can only rely on yourself to keep growing."

"All I can give you is one chance."

Jiang Kehan ​​nodded without hesitation. She had no shortage of effort, she just lacked the opportunity!

"Is that so? Even if it means possible death, you're not afraid?" Clara asked seriously, trying to see through the soul hidden beneath Jiang Kehan's skin.

"Well..." Jiang Kehan ​​scratched her head, "It all depends on whether the opportunity you're giving me can win me over."

She was smiling shyly, but Clara seemed to have spotted a hungry wolf, scrutinizing its prey with a critical eye.

Interesting… Clara smiled, a rare sense of satisfaction in her eyes. She withdrew her hand, took out an old-fashioned gray robe, casually draped it over herself, and then turned to leave.

"You didn't let me down, Kehan."

Before Jiang Kehan ​​could figure out what the other person meant, she felt her vision gradually darken and she collapsed onto the book. Then, a gentle breeze turned into a thin blanket and covered her.

It covered her and gradually disappeared.

……

When Jiang Kehan ​​woke up again, the first thing she felt was a chill, as if autumn had arrived.

But if she hadn't lost her memory, the imaginary village should be in the early summer season.

"Oh, so the one recommended this time is a witch who has just come of age?" A slightly magnetic voice woke Jiang Kehan ​​from her dazed thoughts, and she couldn't help but look up.

The person speaking was sitting on a tree branch, swaying her dark red high heels, but one could tell that she was casual, as she was only touching the shoes with her toes, revealing her white heels.

Looking up from the shoes, the other person's attire was surprisingly conservative: black wide-legged trousers, a long robe covering the knees, and two black feathers hanging from the witch's hat as if for decoration.

But the moment Jiang Kehan ​​saw the other person's face, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Qin Luoyu usually described her as a succubus, but this time it seemed she had actually met a succubus.

Her slightly aloof face was exceptionally cold and beautiful, with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye. But her eyes were like a shimmering pool; a simple gaze seemed to have already uttered a thousand sweet words.

If I had to describe it, those eyes seem to be telling the person being gazed upon—my tenderness blossoms only for you.

At this moment, all the coldness and aloofness transformed into a forbidden allure, drawing people closer.

"Who are you?" Jiang Kehan ​​asked hesitantly.

"My name is Ye Yu, and I am in charge of the Fran Time-Space Gate." Ye Yu jumped down from the tree branch and said with a smile, "Although I don't know where you come from, welcome to Fran."

"Although it is France from the era of associations."

Jiang Kehan ​​glanced around. She wasn't so quick to believe what the other person said. Who knew if Ye Yu was just teasing her?

Only by seeing it with her own eyes could she determine exactly where she was.

The surrounding area was a wilderness, yet a strange vitality filled every corner, something Jiang Kehan ​​had never experienced before.

It's like a second-rate magic.

Jiang Kehan ​​couldn't help but think of the description in "A Simple History of the Witch": Before the Great Witch slaughtered all heretics, the world was filled with the gifts of stars, and everyone living there had the hope of reaching the end.

This is why the alien races were so powerful during the era of the Societies; with such an environment, anyone could continuously grow stronger—as long as they could survive.

Jiang Kehan ​​reluctantly believed Ye Yu's words, so she asked her.

"Can you explain the situation to me?"

“Of course.” Ye Yu chuckled, her voluptuous body swaying with it, yet her waist was exceptionally slender, as if she were dancing an Indian dance.

"You should know that the portal to another dimension exists to seal away the witch's past history, right?"

Jiang Kehan ​​nodded. This point was clearly written in "A Simple History of Witches". In order to protect their own history and the existence below the Great Witch, witches deliberately extracted the past and protected it in the time gates of various countries.

"But unfortunately, those were answers I wrote to appease you." Ye Yu shrugged, took a few steps toward Jiang Kehan, and his fragrance wafted toward her nose.

"The so-called gate of time and space is just a place of rest specially prepared for the wronged souls of those who lost World War II during the era of the Society."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Kehan ​​asked, frowning.

Ye Yu's expression turned slightly serious, even the natural charm on his face transformed into a cold, sharp edge, making him appear very solemn.

"World War II was not about justice or evil; it was simply proof that the witch continued to move forward on the path in her heart."

"The number of fallen witches must be in the tens of thousands, and you should know that witches never yield, and even death cannot stop their advance."

"So every now and then, these losers will emerge from the abyss and return to reality to continue their wrong path and journey."

"In order to stop these things, countries have used history to imprison these spirits, which is the so-called time portal."

In just a few words, Jiang Kehan ​​seemed to see the tragedy of that time, so much so that she fell silent for a moment.

"But don't worry, since I said this is a place of peace for the dead, it means that these spirits are at peace and will not pose any direct danger to you."