Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

"..."

Loren didn't respond, silently activating Return to Earth to dispose of Mirrorheart's corpse.

"What a pity."

Watching her own body dissipate, Mirrorheart sounded somewhat regretful.

"It can work that way?"

Loren couldn't help feeling frustrated, but Anna was excited.

"That's right, so from now on you don't need to hold back with me at all. Even if you play me to death, I can come back."

"Alright, that's enough..."

Loren covered Mirrorheart's mouth, afraid she might say something even more horrifying.

At the same time, Loren was thinking, wondering if there was a better way to use Mirrorheart's ability.

"Can you transmit information? For example, if I bring a mirror to the Lost Snow Mountains while you stay here, I could pass information back through the mirror."

With Movila absent, information transmission had become a problem.

Facing Loren's proposal, Mirrorheart shook her head:

"When I appear in reality, the version of me inside the mirror can no longer interfere with reality in any way.

"Moreover, even the me inside the mirror can only appear around the anchor point."

"What's an anchor point?"

"It's you."

Mirrorheart brushed her hair aside. This time, the eye hidden beneath her hair had undergone a change.

That eye had turned into an ordinary black eye, but the reflection within it contained only Loren—nothing else, nothing at all.

"The me inside the mirror can only appear around you as well. The only way to transmit information is for the real me to stay here. If something happens, I kill myself, then come to your side and tell you the information."

"Alright..."

Loren felt a bit deflated, but overall, it was still better than nothing.

"Let's go out for a meal first. We're close to the mountains here, so the temperature is low, and the food grown has high sugar content. Plus, animal husbandry is pretty developed here, so the meat is fresh."

"Okay."

Anna wasn't nearly as enthusiastic about eating as before. Even knowing the food here was good, she didn't seem particularly excited—unusually calm.

"Let's go."

Loren stood up first and walked out the door, with the others following behind.

Even outside, Loren kept his climate-control magic running. If he could avoid suffering, he wouldn't endure a single bit of hardship.

Loren planned to teach this magic to Anna and the others before he left today. That way, even after Loren was gone, they wouldn't have to worry about freezing.

It was just that Veronica was feeling a bit down right now. She had gotten used to clinging to Loren's side over this period, and with Loren suddenly leaving, she still hadn't adjusted.

"How long will you be gone, Master?"

"At the fastest, a few hours. At the slowest, one day."

Loren stroked Veronica's hair as he answered.

His main objective this trip was to obtain the Extreme Cold Dragon's heart. Given Loren's current combat ability, the biggest challenge was simply finding the Extreme Cold Dragon.

However, he could just actively lure the Extreme Cold Dragon out. Something like Loren, radiating body heat, would be extremely conspicuous in the Lost Snow Mountains. The moment Loren entered, he'd be swarmed by all sorts of creatures.

Including the Extreme Cold Dragon.

"Alright..."

Hearing that Loren wouldn't be gone long, Veronica finally breathed a sigh of relief.

...

Loren found a restaurant with a decent number of customers. Thanks to the power of money, the restaurant gave Loren the table reserved for some wealthy patron.

The money was something Loren had helped himself to from a certain noble's estate around here. That noble had embezzled plenty, so he wouldn't miss this bit.

Because the area was close to the mountains, even with the blessing of the Bountifulness authority, it was still very cold. So for ordinary people, buying fuel was a huge expense.

Abundant Magic could basically produce wood infinitely, but that didn't stop firewood from being expensive.

Just like the Gedlan Kingdom, the nobles here were also controlling ordinary people—except the Gedlan Kingdom did it through food, and here, through fuel.

Even if resources were unlimited, it didn't stop these things from happening.

Even though Anna wasn't as enthusiastic about eating this time, Loren still ordered everything on the menu.

There were quite a few people in the restaurant, but Loren had paid extra, so it didn't affect his table's dishes being served first.

Anyone who could eat here was definitely not an ordinary person. Loren had always been like this—enjoying every privilege in front of the privileged class, while being as equal as possible in front of ordinary people.

Anna was only less enthusiastic about eating, but her appetite was still as large as ever.

Although the portions here weren't big, Loren was full after two or three plates. Mirrorheart and Veronica had barely finished a plate each.

The rest all went into Anna's stomach, with plates stacked high beside her.

"Are you full?"

Loren took a handkerchief and wiped Anna's mouth, asking.

"No, the portions here are too small."

"Alright."

Actually, Loren was happier when Anna had a bigger appetite—it meant she was doing fine.

"Attendant, one more round of everything just ordered."

Loren snapped his fingers, and the attendant immediately scurried over.

Loren had already paid before the food arrived, so the attendant didn't dare show any negligence toward this big client, nor did she ask useless questions like "That must cost a fortune."

"Yes, sir..."

The attendant's face was piled with smiles. With Loren ordering so much, she'd get a bigger commission too, so naturally, her attitude toward Loren would be better.

"Alright, let's wait."

Loren leaned back in his chair, stroking Anna's hair, and Anna obediently nuzzled against Loren.

But this time, Loren waited an unusually long time. His intuition told him something might have gone wrong.

"You all wait here. I'll go check on the situation."

Loren pressed his hand on Requiem, converting Intelligence into Strength in advance. In an emergency, Strength could take effect faster than Intelligence.

After stepping out of the private room, Loren heard the sound of an argument in the main hall.

He listened for a bit—it seemed a customer had suddenly attacked another customer. The attacker had already been taken away, and the restaurant's staff were comforting the victim.

"That person's been taken away already. We've handed him over to the Church.

"Today's meal is on us. We've already contacted a doctor for you..."

"I'm a doctor. Let me take a look."

Loren suddenly appeared, interrupting their conversation.

None of the restaurant staff recognized Loren, but they still instinctively trusted his words. They inexplicably felt Loren was reliable.

The injured person raised his arm, revealing a claw mark on it.

Judging by the imprint, it had been made by a person's fingernails. So it wasn't too severe, but it was still somewhat deep.

A normal person wouldn't have that much strength.

Moreover, the wound wasn't bleeding, which was unusual.

It wasn't until Loren noticed the wound was freezing over.

"Not good!"

Loren quickly distanced himself, and then he watched as the injured person suddenly lunged up, biting down on the manager's face and tearing off his skin with brutal force.

Before he could attack anyone else, Loren drew his gun in an instant and put a bullet right through his head.

The Enchanted Bullet embedded itself into his skull, but it didn't penetrate through.