"...Huh?" Daphne was startled, then shook her head: "Although I don't understand it very well, maybe...Miss Sakura, you are also worried about something?"

"All kinds of things." The Witch of Turbidity shook her head and glanced at Daphne casually, "Just like you, don't you also have something that has been worrying you?"

Daphne opened her mouth and then smiled bitterly: "I...I am just a very small person. Even if there are troubles, they are probably just trivial things. Now everyone is working hard for tomorrow, but on the contrary

I……"

"Basically." The Witch of Turbidity said calmly: "Be it demi-humans or the survivors of mythical creatures, most of the things that people in this world worry about every day are so-called trivial things. They are the influencers of fate.

, after all, it is only a very small part. For most people, the fierce change of power may be just a night of sleep and a good dream. After waking up, what should life be like?

It doesn't matter what it looks like or who the ruler is...unless you want to get involved."

 Daphne couldn't help but fall into deeper confusion.

They saw that the Witch of Turbidity was lying down again at this time... lying on her back, doing nothing, but with her eyes open, looking very helpless, staring at the ceiling.

“Miss Sakura...what are you doing?”

"It's easier to recover this way." The Witch of Turbidity said expressionlessly: "Every time after I have a dream, all kinds of bad things happen to me. The best way at this time is to do nothing.

Try to reduce the chance of triggering misfortune as much as possible.”

 Daphne couldn't help but ask: "Is...useful?"

"Basically not." The Witch of Turbidity said calmly: "Apart from psychological comfort... but it can still be done to restore physical strength."

“Miss Sakura, are you familiar with the group leader?” Daphne asked suddenly.

The Witch of Turbidity just rolled her eyes and glanced at Daphne casually... with a look like a dead fish eye, "Not familiar."

 “Like this…” Daphne, who always felt like the topic was being discussed to death, couldn’t help but look a little embarrassed.

The Witch of Turbidity said at this time: "You seem to care about that dead man...well, that guy."

 Daphne relaxed a little at this time, sat next to her and hugged her knees, and said slowly: "The leader took me in when I was most at a loss and had no place to stay, so..."

"Don't worry about it." The Witch of Turbidity said calmly: "He might not have taken you in out of any good intentions, it might just be a temporary whim. Perhaps, in his eyes, there is no difference between you and a stray cat on the roadside."

Daphne said blankly: "What kind of person is the leader?"

“He’s just a stupid guy who doesn’t confess, stirs up fires, and is not responsible for putting out the fires.” The Witch of Turbidity said very harshly.

 She actually seemed reluctant to scold him.

Daphne couldn't help but swallow at this moment, feeling a resentment that was so strong that it was as real as it could be, and it was now radiating from Miss Sakura's body.

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 Perhaps, the atmosphere of resentment needs to be diverted... or something like that?

Daphne then said bravely: "Miss Sakura, do you... believe in the existence of magic?"

 “Why do you ask?” The Witch of Turbidity indeed stopped her resentful thoughts as if she was smelling bad luck, and looked astonished.

Daphne shook her head and said: "It's nothing, I just talked about this topic when I occasionally chatted with the group leader...the magic of resurrection from the dead...magic and the like."

"If there is any power that can bring the dead back to life, it is undoubtedly magic." The Witch of Turbidity said calmly: "He is not wrong, this is inherently magical."

 You guys, you have precognitive dreams and so on, you split the earth with a sword, and you have red steam coming out of your body at every turn... you are also very magical in yourself, okay?

 The atmosphere suddenly became quiet again.

Daphne seemed a little sleepy, her eyelids were getting heavy, and her thoughts were gradually becoming rigid in the chaos... Suddenly, the Witch of Turbidity suddenly sat up and exclaimed: "It's terrible!"

 “What, what’s wrong?!” Daphne couldn’t help being shocked.

The Witch of Turbidity touched her stomach and said, "I'm hungry! The precognitive dream consumes too much energy, and my stomach hurts!"

"..." Daphne opened her mouth, "I...I'll go get you something to eat?"

 “Yeah!” She nodded seriously, “Please!”
Chapter completed!