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Chapter 269 The Witch's Potion

The girl looked at the added iron pot, the burning charcoal, and she cringed at the witch shaking the spoon.

"What's your name?"

Soramus asked, without averting her eyes from the little girl.

"Amina."

The girl said timidly.

"Not nice."

Solamus said lightly:
"From now on, your name will be Mona."

The girl was stunned, she didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After a while, she protested:
"I do not want……"

Solamus looked up and glanced at her.

The girl shivered suddenly.

The witch in front of her was shaking the soup spoon, as if she would be thrown into the soup any moment.

The girl softened all of a sudden, and whispered:
"My name is Amina..."

Soramus repeated:
"Mona."

After finishing speaking, Soramus tapped the spoon in his hand.

The girl looked at the soup spoon dripping with viscous potion, and at the frog's legs in the iron pot, and she realized that there was no room for her to resist here.

"My name is Mona."

She said with a sob.

In these days, masters choose names for their servants, just like naming cats and dogs, without caring what they think.

This girl who has been renamed Mona has been betrayed by her mother to a witch, and any dissatisfaction and resistance from her are meaningless.

Five-year-old Mona once saw her playmates grow up and be sold to nobles who came to collect taxes, but she never thought that one day, this kind of thing would happen to her.

Moreover, he was not sold to nobles of noble blood, but to mysterious witches.

"Mona... what does the name mean?"

The girl plucked up her courage and asked in a low voice.

"Lonely."

Solamus said.

Life as a witch in the woods was far more difficult than the angel had imagined.

The life in the kingdom of heaven is so beautiful. With the power of God, the angels can almost create whatever they want. In comparison, the life of ordinary people can be said to be miserable.

And the most difficult thing for Soramus to accept was loneliness.

The witch of the woods means isolation from the world.

"Mona, you are my apprentice."

Soramus said lightly.

Mona felt a wave of panic.

The Witch's Apprentice...

Do you want to become a witch yourself in the future?A witch with a black robe, a hooked nose, and a child-eating witch?
Mona wanted to refuse, but suddenly remembered that she had no right to refuse.

After a while, she nodded tremblingly.

Solamus turned and added some thyme to the iron pot.

In fact, she is a gentle and understanding angel, but now, she has to maintain the indifference that a witch in the forest should have.

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Carol's husband and several children found that the youngest, Amina, was missing and searched everywhere for it.

However, Carol had planned for a long time, and she deliberately chose a clever time point, so that no one would notice that she brought Amina into the dense forest.

The husband and several children searched for two days, but they did not see Amina.

"She's missing!"

Amina's sister cried sadly.

"disappeared…"

Carol pretended to be stunned, and then cried loudly:
"Amina! Amina!"

Seeing her so sad, her husband sighed heavily. The simple, honest man never suspected Carol.

After all, it is not uncommon for children to disappear after going out to play.

In the village, there was a hunter who went hunting, but his child was taken away by wolves, and the wreckage was not seen until a week later.

After a few days, they gave up their search and accepted the fact that Amina was missing.

And Carol got what she wanted.

For the first few days, she held the potion and trembled with excitement every night.

This is a magic potion that can cure all diseases!

With it, not only normal delivery, but also other difficult and miscellaneous diseases will be solved in front of this bottle of magic medicine.

Carol is no longer satisfied with being a stable woman.

In her heart, there is a greater desire.

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Soon after, after two successful deliveries, Kalo Onbo waited for an opportunity.

From the mouth of the village chief, she learned that the city lord who governs the city-state here has news that his wife is pregnant.

The wife of the city lord has had three miscarriages, and now she is pregnant again. The city lord urgently needs a boy to be his heir, so he visits famous doctors all over the place, just to let the child be born smoothly.

Carol would naturally not miss this opportunity.

Relying on the prestige brought by many successful deliveries, she persuaded the village head to let him accompany her to meet the city lord and be the wife of the city lord's wife.

And not long after, the city lord received Carlo.

Although Carol is a vulgar peasant woman, she is very good at judging the situation, and won the trust of the city lord with concise words and appropriate respect.

She successfully became the stable wife of the mayor's wife.

Until the day the castellan's wife gives birth...

The lady was extremely weak, her white skin was covered with sweat, and she was depressed, which seemed to be a sign of dystocia.

The servants murmured in private. In their opinion, this time the wife is going to have a difficult delivery. If one is not good, they will even hand over both lives to the god of death.

Even the city lord himself could not help lamenting his fate.

Carol was extremely calm.

On the day when the amniotic fluid broke, only she and the mayor's wife were left in the dark room.

Carol unhurriedly took out the potion, squeezed out a drop, and applied it to the wife of the castellan's abdomen.

half a day later...

In the eyes of everyone, the wife of the city lord, who was doomed to have a difficult delivery, unexpectedly gave birth to a baby boy.

The sound of the baby crying through tears pierced the entire room inside and out.

Carol held the baby and walked towards the city lord who was rushing towards him.

"My lord... this is a boy."

There was a strange, witch-like magic in the voice of this peasant woman.

The castellan looked at the child in disbelief.

"I want to reward you, in the name of the gods, I want to reward you greatly!"

Carol smiled and hugged the baby even tighter.

With the help of potions...

This steady woman began to climb up the stairs step by step, heading towards the glory and wealth in her mind.

　There is one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)