One-Eyed Monster

Even though the Great Witch had advanced, her emotions hadn’t yet reached a level of being easily controlled, and she wasn’t like the Politicians who could hide their emotions thoroughly.

A look of panic quickly appeared on her face, and this display of panic also startled Igor!

”What’s wrong, Respected Wizard?” Igor asked with concern.

”Go away, I don’t want to see you.” Just thinking about how meeting Igor always led to various incomprehensible matters, the Great Witch felt completely drained. At this moment, she didn’t want to maintain any air of mystery before this young man who dreamed of becoming an Adventurer, and she didn’t want any involvement with him anymore.

”Uh...” Igor was very puzzled, not knowing what mistake he had made. He thought to himself he hadn’t said much, so how could he have offended the Great Witch?

But the Great Witch’s reaction clearly indicated that she had no desire to communicate with Igor, and she directly expressed this. Although Igor was a bit disappointed, he was sensible. He knew that continuing to bother her wouldn’t yield any good results, so he simply moved aside, hoping to later find someone else to ask what was going on.

The creatures were still discussing the changes in Witch Biggs’ wizard robe.

”Yuga, as a Wizard, what’s your opinion on what’s going on here?” Kevin immediately asked Yuga. For him, this was something among Wizards, and Yuga should know about it.

”This is also my first time encountering it. Logically speaking, the wizard robe shouldn’t undergo such transformations.” Yuga said honestly. He had left the Wizard Alliance quite some time ago, and he wasn’t very clear about what had transpired there during this period.

”This doesn’t look like a change caused by a Wizard’s advancement.” Kuren observed for a while and then said.

”Joseph, Jemma, can you see any ultimate change in this wizard robe?”

”Can’t tell, I can only see some spirit power flowing on the robe.”

”Can you determine whose it is?”

”It’s quite vague, can’t track it for now.”

The creatures were analyzing various possibilities, but no one could hit the main point.

The main change in Biggs’ wizard robe was on those spots, and the colors flashing from those spots were incomprehensible. Whether there was an issue with the robe or Biggs herself, a conclusion couldn’t be reached yet. But the level of shock brought by this oddity to everyone was already significant.

Wizards attempted to control the natural forces, and the color of their wizard robes represented their mastery of the Natural Force. Strictly speaking, they couldn’t control it, but being able to use it appropriately was indeed their forte.

Biggs looked at her wizard robe and couldn’t help but recall her days as an apprentice when she preferred books over other pursuits. She could easily recite spell incantations and distinguish herbs used in potions, but she just couldn’t perceive the Natural Force. This was a sad thing for a Wizard because Wizards generally aim to merge with the Natural Force. Biggs’ inability to sense the Natural Force could only be attributed to her being less gifted in this regard than others. And it seemed it wasn’t just a little difference; it was a significant gap.

Finally, Biggs advanced on this mountain and was able to feel the wind, a form of the Natural Force, although she had become a Gray Robe, albeit a slightly odd one. Nevertheless, she could sense this Natural Force now, very subtle, but still perceptible.

The problem now made Witch Biggs a bit panicked because, in all her understanding, a Wizard’s robe shouldn’t exhibit such a flickering phenomenon. The color-changing robe made her feel that her perception might have some issue...

Could it be she took a shortcut and didn’t know?

Or did she accidentally bump into something chaotic, acquiring a strange power?

Or was there a problem with her method of perceiving the Natural Force?

Countless possibilities churned in her heart, and she feared the most that she had unknowingly embarked on a path unknown to her, ultimately becoming something entirely different.

”I’m a proper Wizard, and I don’t want to become a Wild Wizard, nor do I want to turn into a Dark Wizard.”

Biggs kept repeating to herself, fearing she might veer off track on this path and become a Dark Wizard she herself couldn’t face...

However, how could the Dark Force be so easily acquired? Biggs was probably overthinking it. What made her so anxious was the unknown, the unknown regarding the robe’s change.

The Great Witch Biggs was quite familiar with books and had a fondness for them, and her mentor once lamented that this child chose the wrong profession—choosing to become a Scholar might have been better for her development.

She had an unparalleled enthusiasm for books, and while others took a long time to absorb the contents of a book, the Great Witch could memorably recite them with just a little effort. This was truly her greatest strength, and even some Scholars admitted defeat to this.

The Great Witch immediately thought of finding the answer in books; this was her first response. Regarding the unique change in this wizard robe, surely there would be some records in books...

So she ignored the discussions among the creatures and began searching her mind directly.

At first, when the Great Witch received Igor’s Rain Crystal Stones, her immediate thought was to go to the Dusk Market to browse books. Later, because she wanted to change her status in Gaga County, she painfully offered a part of the stones...

She still valued books, even giving a Spirit Book to Igor back then.

Biggs suddenly remembered that this young man Igor was carrying a Spirit Book, which might be of use.

So she suddenly shifted from her earlier unwillingness to communicate with Igor and suddenly looked up and called out.

”Hey, Igor!”

Igor was very surprised at that moment. Why was the Great Witch calling him now, after just telling him to leave?

Why did everything change so quickly in just a short time, just like the changing colors of her robe...

It was indeed a comical moment, Igor thought, scratching his head, but he still politely walked towards Biggs, wanting to see what exactly the Great Witch wanted to do.

Igor didn’t know that the Great Witch was actually looking for the Spirit Book he was carrying, not him...