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"Excuse , my lady, but do I know you?"

I had no idea how, but this feeble girl was sohow capable of dragging around. Literally, dragging an athletic man like , against his will to the point where my legs left the marks in the mud of the road. No matter what was the source of her strength, this alone managed to pique my curiosity in her.

"I can see the depths of your despair"

Her eyes continued to penetrate deeply into my skull as if there was sothing fascinating in my face. Her full, red lips slightly parting, indicating that the girl was focusing on sothing. Her hand

Only now did I realise that this strange young woman managed to put her fingers on top of my cheek without even noticing that fact! Yet, instead of flaring up and rising my guard For the first ti in what seed like ages, I cald down.

It wasn't as if all the feelings that fueled my actions for the past three months disappeared. I could still feel those fires burning deep within my soul, yet, they no longer continued to consu .

Slowly retracing her fingers away from my face, the girl continued to stay in place, looking at with that curious expression and both surprised and satisfied smile on her lips.

"First thing first, I'm glad I chanced upon you before that darkness could consu your heart. Once you would allow your will to waver even once You would be a goner."

Finally retracting her hand back to its natural position by her waist, the girl changed her mind about that move in its middle, reaching forth and grabbing my own hand instead.

"I can tell that you have sothing that you desperately want to achieve. And I can tell you right away, that relying on external tools to obtain whatever it is that you wish to reach for, won't work. Unless you claim it with your own strength, you will remain a servant of the chance, always looking to free yourself from the burden of maintaining the item you would be using."

Pulling her arm up, this insane girl didn't pay any mind to how mystical her words sounded before. With one, confident move, she once again pulled on my arm, forcibly placing my palm on her collarbone or rather on a red crystal of her necklace that was hanging from her neck.

"How cute But that proves my earlier guess."

There was simply no way for soone as starved for everything that a human could desire to not get flustered in this situation. Just a few centitres below my wrist, the girl's collarbone gave way to her supple breasts! No normal guy of my age would be calm in such a mont!

"Listen."

For the first ti since I first saw her, the girl took on a serious expression. Letting go of my wrist, she placed her hands on my shoulders.

"If you want to solve your problem, you can beco a wizard like most of the n would do. But for so reason, I can tell that you don't have several years to solve your problem. That's why I can train you to be a witch instead."

With a mischievous smile returning to her red lips, the girl finally moved away from my personal space, giving a chance to recover from the shock that she served just a mont ago. Taking a mont for her words to sink in my brain, I shook my head in an attempt to mix all the new information and produce so kind of reaction.

"A witch? What do you an?"

The last few trips to the different worlds already taught one thing. Cultivation as I knew it from earth was just a tiny tip of the iceberg when it ca to manipulating that new form of energy. And it was quite a primitive thod at that. According to what I managed to learn, all that was actually necessary for one to use this strange energy was the intent.

Materialised with formulas, actions, moves or even thoughts, it was capable of cutting a small part of that free energy and changing it to make it feel so kind of purpose. But even that kind of knowledge didn't empower to simply guess what kind of intent was in play in that "witchcraft" that the girl ntioned.

"Striking right to the point, aren't you?"

Smiling in response to my words, the girl once again grabbed my hand and instead of answering, pulled through the streets of the city. Feeling her delicate fingers on my wrist, I couldn't help but notice that this ti, the spark that woke up before, didn't disappear. For so strange reason, just the presence of this girl had an insane effect on , forcibly pulling out of my depressed state, into one where I was ready to take any action I would deem necessary.

Only after a few long whiles that took the girl to guide towards one of the buildings in the city I understood what was going on. With how this strange female freely operated on my money-bag, relieving two golden coins at the building's counter from their duty, I could tell that she took to sothing akin to a hotel from the earth.

Even though for a mont that realisation sparked so less gentlemanly ideas in my head for a mont, I wasn't given any ti to seriously consider my options. After pulling upstairs, the girl opened one of the doors marked with so runes that I couldn't understand if not for my language pack before pushing on one chair and sitting down on another one, just across a small table.

"What I can offer you for this money, is a crash-course of witchcraft, magic based on feelings. This is what struck when I first saw you For a man, your feelings capacity is way greater than most of the females that I have seen in my life Let put it in this way. I will help you solve your problem now, and you will owe a favour for that. Soti in the future I might co to you to regain my favour. But before you start worrying, let tell you one thing."

Leaning over the table, this strange girl grabbed my chink with her hand before holding it in place and whispering directly to my ear.

"I can teach you how to save your mother. If there is just the bare minimum of ti left, that is."

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