Chapter 89: The Palace Witch and the Cold Wind

"Melinda is a hall witch, she won't mess around."

"Of course, if you don't want to be in trouble with the Night Hunters, it's best not to hurt her."

Seeing that Mu Hua still didn't let down his guard against Melinda, Webster stroked his cane with his fingers and persuaded him, but his tone was not to say that he minded.

Magic is mysterious, especially black magic. The speed of a decent spellcaster is much faster than using magic props.

What is the most distinctive feature of humans?

Complex!

Complex thoughts and complex personalities. The relationship between individuals, individuals and groups, and groups and groups is even more complex.

Many people have the impression that necromancers have twisted personalities and are volatile, and the treatment of witches in this regard is actually not much better.

After all, they are beings who are played by demons and "eat" their own children. Perhaps people's taboos about witches are higher than necromancers.

Mu Hua is wary of Melinda, and Webster is not surprised.

However, to this day, the witch group has also developed two branches.

Temple witches and wandering witches.

Wandering witches are easy to understand, they advocate freedom and have a more self-centered personality.

They have no fixed place to live and no fixed job. They do everything, such as hunting demons, selling medicine, fortune-telling, thugs, and opening spiritual huts.

They are like a group of gypsies, most of whom live a carefree life.

If someone makes them unhappy, they will secretly use curses, toxins, disturbing spirits, etc. They will try their best to make the person who provokes them even more unhappy.

People's fear of witches comes more from wandering witches.

And temple witches probably represent the side of witches who want to integrate into human society.

They will have relatively stable jobs, are willing to work in some government-related departments, and will also be listed in the Night Hunter Organization. They are more law-abiding. When they encounter personal problems, they will not touch poison, throw curses, or release evil spirits at every turn.

They have made great contributions to the acceptance of witches in human society today.

Because they are in the Night Hunters organization, when the Night Hunters encounter some troubles, they will also seek help from the Hall Witches.

At the same time, while the Night Hunters prevent the Wandering Witches from breaking the law, they will also protect the Hall Witches who are being violated.

If you meet a Hall Witch, you can quarrel with them and make trouble.

But if you meet a Wandering Witch, it may be wise to stay away from her if it is not necessary.

The bone claws on the neck slowly loosened, and Mu Hua let go of Melinda.

Hall Witches are more obedient and a group of bullies.

Melinda rubbed her neck and looked at Mu Hua with a cold face: "Where is my dead soul?"

"Eat it." Mu Hua spread his hands. Melinda just released two dead souls, and then they were eaten by Tuesday.

"They are my parents!" Melinda was furious.

"Hey, blackmailing people, right?" Mu Hua glared.

If it were two souls, you would say that there is nothing wrong with the parents.

But ghosts are the dead born in the cracks of space, and humans normally do not become ghosts after death.

If a human soul is transformed into a ghost, the moment it becomes a ghost, memory, thinking, cognition, everything will disappear, and they have long been a reorganized energy life.

And human ghosts that can retain their memories before death are very special, and there is no need to say more here. Anyway, even if the two dead souls are really ghosts naturally generated after the death of Melinda's parents, Mu Hua will never admit it. Well, the main reason is that he can't afford to pay.

"I only cast a slow curse on you!" Melinda's tone was sharp, and tears of grievance appeared in her eyes.

"Tsk, what did your guide teach you? You released ghosts in front of the necromancer. Don't you think they have long lives?" Melinda's performance made Mu Hua a little uncomfortable.

"You also released a banshee!"

"So your dead soul was eaten."

The two glared at each other, Melinda glared at him aggrievedly, and Mu Hua's eyes wandered.

As for Melinda's clenched fist, Mu Hua didn't care. He was wearing a bone shield, fifteen layers, stable.

"Cough, okay. Mu, can I call you that? Mu, your methods are too fierce." Webster interrupted the confrontation between the two with a dry cough, and said as if to mediate.

"How about... I compensate you for the two dead souls?" Mu Hua asked Melinda. In fact, when Melinda said that the two dead souls were the transformation of her parents' souls, Mu Hua had already felt guilty.

"No need!" Melinda turned her head angrily. Very good, the two dead souls were not special species.

Grievance, disgust, all kinds of emotions flashed across Melinda's face. Mu Hua shrugged helplessly at Webster to cover up his embarrassment.

It seems that Melinda's relationship with her parents is not good. That's right, if it was good, who would let their parents not rest in peace after death.

The atmosphere in the room returned to calm. Well, except for Melinda, everyone was quite calm.

"Mu, since you have already noticed that the magic power is depleted, do you have a solution?" Seeing that the situation has calmed down, Webster asked Mu Hua.

There was no expectation in his calm tone, as if he was just responding casually, and the next sentence might be to send the guest away.

Even though Mu Hua has a certain fighting power, it is obvious that Webster does not think that such a young man can solve his problem.

"Magic exhaustion! How could this happen!" Padge covered her mouth in astonishment. Compared with the coldness when facing Mu Hua just now, Padge's eyes were now in a panic.

"Alas~ It's all because of you. If it weren't for the lack of an heir, I wouldn't have to suffer this." Looking at Padge leaning on him, Webster smiled bitterly with a little ridicule.

Webster is a nobleman. Including Padge, he has three children, but if he wants to inherit the title, the heir to the title must be an ordinary person, that is, a scumbag in the conventional sense.

Now among Webster's three children, only the youngest daughter is qualified to inherit his title.

But the title of aristocracy is now almost like a decoration. What Webster cares about most is the position of chairman of the Strategy Association, which can only be secured with a title.

And his youngest daughter is only thirteen years old. He needs to make more arrangements before he dies. He can't die too early.

Mu Hua didn't feel much about the father and daughter's sentimental talk.

But Webster must be in his seventies or eighties? His youngest daughter is thirteen years old? Mu Hua felt that this old guy was still strong.

"Mr. Webster, you shouldn't put your hope on potions regarding the exhaustion of magic power. I still suggest that you have another magic core transplant. You need to go to the hospital and have some comprehensive examinations."

Mu Hua didn't interrupt the father and daughter's sentimental talk. Instead, Melinda adjusted her mood and advised them seriously.

"No. Melinda, I know what I need. You are not qualified to give me advice in this regard." Webster said forcefully.

Webster didn't trust Melinda. As his assistant, Melinda was just doing a job.

She was a hall witch. They cooperated with the Night Hunters, were protected by the Night Hunters, and were inclined to the imperial officials, but they were not loyal to Webster at all.

Even Melinda's assistant job was a so-called necessary arrangement. It can't be called a spy, but under certain rules, there must be a "nail" around the chairman of the Strategy Association.

"No, Weber, you need to go to the hospital. We can find the best doctor, and the risk of transformation may not be that great."

"You may be able to replace your heart with a more durable one, so that you can continue to fool around with those little bitches."

Padget seemed to have inherited Webster's strength. When she wiped away the tears from her eyes and looked at Webster again, this woman with excellent temperament had a capable and tough expression.

The success rate of re-transplanting the magic core is less than 5%, and the price of failure is death.

Webster has been trying to avoid Padget because he is worried about this situation. His cloudy eyes looked at Mu Hua, and his expression was full of complaints.

'It's none of my business. You started it first. ' Mu Hua muttered in his heart.

"Well... your current situation may not be magic exhaustion." Mu Hua scratched his head and said something that surprised everyone, feeling uncomfortable being looked at by Webster.

"What do you mean?" Webster frowned.

"This is not a place where you can mess around, not even Benson." Paige looked at Mu Hua coldly.

Mu Hua shook his head without saying anything, walked in front of Webster, and reached out to touch Webster's chest.

Mu Hua's movements were very slow, and even though he was experiencing magical fluctuations, Webster stopped Paige from stopping him.

His palm sank into his chest, and Webster suddenly opened his eyes wide. Paige was horrified, but looking at the palm that had merged into Webster's body, she did not dare to act rashly.

There was a moment of silence, and several slightly heavy breathing sounds in the room were clearly audible. Seeing that Webster did not seem to be adversely affected, everyone felt relieved, and their curiosity was aroused again.

"Well, this is not magic exhaustion. If treated normally, there should be no problem within a month." Pulling out his palm, Mu Hua looked directly into Webster's eyes.

"Nonsense! How can it not be a demon..." Melinda retorted, but before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Paige's hand.

"Soul surgery? I always thought it was a legend. Melinda, Weber just caught a cold." Paige looked at Melinda.

"This..." Melinda wanted to refute.

"It's not magic exhaustion!" Webster's firm and cold voice interrupted Melinda's words again.

The father and daughter stared at Melinda, and then Mu Hua's voice came again.

"The treatment cost is 1,000 demon gold coins, yes, each time." Mu Hua said lightly.

"..." Melinda.

"..." Webster.

"..." Paige.

The three people who looked at each other suddenly focused their attention on Mu Hua: One thousand demon gold coins? Each time?