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Chapter 352

Chapter 352: Poisonous Golden Apple

When Dorothy disappeared at the end of the road, Lolan Hill fell back into a deep sleep and woke up again.

It was still the familiar ceiling and the cotton candy-like bed. The young lady slowly sat up, touching her hair, which gradually turned from silver to a faintly transparent color at the tips.

She got out of bed and stayed in the room for a while, but no one came looking for her this time. Then, Lolan Hill went downstairs and stepped outside the candy house. She wandered around this small world but found no special changes or differences.

After some thought, she seemed to have a realization and returned to the second floor of that candy house. In front of the dressing table in the bedroom, a silver-haired girl with twin tails appeared in the mirror. This girl had a calm expression, without the usual colorful eyeshadow, appearing rather plain and peaceful.

Lolan Hill blinked her eyes, and the girl in the mirror did the same, then smiled as if mocking Lolan Hill’s actions. The girl in the mirror didn’t speak but took out a diary from a drawer and began writing in it seriously. This was quite different from her lively and cute image in memory.

[Since Dorothy left, I haven’t ventured out of my own world for a long time. Today, I woke up again from a dream, recalling the time spent with Kerys, Selene, and Sister Trinasha. It feels like it happened just yesterday. Their familiar voices often echo in my ears.

But now, I am alone.

Selene has gone to a very distant place. I haven’t seen her for hundreds of years; she probably has forgotten me by now. But I can’t forget Selene. She always cared for me. Kerys, Trinasha, Dorothy, and all those familiar people are no longer here.

They promised to stay with me, but none of them kept their promises. I will write these things in my diary, hating you forever for your broken promises.

The golden apple given to me by Lord Atadis, I hid it. Since the World Tree was burned, the elves have been frantically searching for a way and seeds to cultivate a new World Tree, but I won’t tell them anything. Haha.

The witches’ lifespan is truly troublesome. Living isn’t as interesting as it seems.

Boredom…

Those frogs actually like eating sweets, how interesting.

Even after eating so much candy, they don’t grow. They’re really lazy frogs.

I need someone to improve this guy.

Unfortunately, Edvina is also gone.

I erected a beautiful stone monument there, with Kerys’ name inscribed on it.

Although she doesn’t have her body here, I buried the things she liked. If she ever returns, she will surely come here.

How do I make plants that produce candy? Even if I’m not here, they can grow delicious candies on their own. Then, when Kerys returns, she won’t lack for candies. She always complains about the variety of my candies.

I envy Trinasha. She can always turn out all sorts of beautiful butterflies.

It seems I’ve done everything I could.

That’s enough. After eating this apple, Lagatis will go to sleep.

Third Age, 942 May.

(Sorry, Kerys, I should have eaten the apple with you.)

The diary ended here. Lolan Hill slowly closed the thick diary, stroking the delicate cover, still bearing sweet and adorable handwriting. But Lolan Hill knew that the owner of this diary had already left this world.

She stood up and realized she had returned to her usual appearance. Here was still that candy house. From the window, she could see the poison dart frogs by the pool.

Lolan Hill descended the stairs, leaving the candy house and returning to the poolside. The golden poison dart frog saw her return and hopped over, its tongue curling to place a lollipop in front of her.

Looking at the wet lollipop, Lolan Hill decided not to accept this gift. Indeed, she wasn’t used to sticky things.

This poison dart frog made a few croaking sounds, seemingly asking why she wouldn’t eat such a tasty thing.

Lolan Hill shook her head, indicating she wanted to go out. The crowned poison dart frog, upon hearing this, hopped back to the poolside, calling the other three small poison dart frogs to jump into the pool and disappear.

Lolan Hill then dived back into the pool. After a moment of dizziness, she returned to where she had entered. It felt like only about an hour had passed. The sun was still in the sky, not yet setting.

Lolan Hill thanked the golden poison dart frog and took out an amber fruit from her ring, handing it over. The golden poison dart frog naturally swallowed it happily.

After changing into clean shoes, Lolan Hill stood up and flew away. According to the scenes she imagined in the diary, she flew toward a small hill deep in the forest.

Evening wind blew gently as she walked through the fallen leaves and thorns, pushing aside thick bushes and clearing piled dirt and dead branches. A tilted stone monument emerged from the soil.

There were no intricate patterns or inscriptions on it, only two simple names, ‘Kerys and Lagatis’.

Finally, as layers of obstacles were cleared, a small box appeared before the young lady. She carefully picked up this black and exquisite box, inputting magic power into it according to a certain pattern. With a light click, the lid popped open, revealing a purple-red golden apple in her sight.

Originally a symbol of life and abundance, the golden apple now contained a peculiar poison. A sweet and enticing fragrance wafted from it. There was a small bite mark on the side of the apple, as if someone had taken a bite. But the apple didn’t rot; it still maintained the freshness and sweetness she remembered.

As expected of a great witch from ancient times, even though thousands of years had passed, Lolan Hill could still sense the strange magic residue within the apple. Concepts and powers related to life, growth, health, remained stable.

However, this golden apple was particularly special. Before her death, Lagatis not only mixed in Kerys’ poison but also infused her entire lifetime’s magic into it, creating an effect similar to a sugar wax seal. The powers of the three witches intertwined, making it an extremely unique individual.

【Poisonous Golden Apple】(Legendary Epic): The witch of abundant fruits, the witch of thorny poisons, and the witch of sweet candies, their powers interwove, making it incredibly tempting and the sweetest of poisons. (Possesses conceptually irresistible poison that can destroy both tangible and intangible existences.)

Although she didn’t find the red branch poison wood, Lolan Hill unexpectedly obtained more special potion ingredients.

(End of Chapter)


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She Is Not a Witch

She Is Not a Witch

才不是魔女
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
She is a silver-haired maiden who lives in the forest. She is the teacher of the seven legendary heroes. She is the Sage who represents the stars and wonders. She is the guide who quells ten world disasters. Her name is Lorraine Hill, and she is not a witch. As the poem describes it. Like the sunlight that descends upon the world, she who has bright and transparent wings carries with her the legacy of another human civilization, bringing hope and blessings to this new world.

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