webnovel

The Witchy Elf

She is famed as the Greatest of all Witches and yet one day she was found dead. What's more shocking is that she doesn't even know how she had died or who had killed her. Luckily for her, she got another chance as she reincarnated. When she came back to life, she doesn't recognize her surroundings nor the people around her. When she saw herself, she finally found that the body her soul entered was not her's but instead it belonged to an Elf. An Elf whom all the other Elves bully as a Good-for-nothing. It doesn't matter if she was a Good for nothing because her own talent was enough to strive any environment by herself. But what matters is that both the Magical clans Witches and Elves were said to be rivals for around thousands of years for now. How could she survive being a member of a rival clan? She thus starts a brand new journey of being an elf while using her techniques that she learned being a witch. She moves on finding the reason behind her death and the person who was responsible for the same. She continues proving everyone that she not only could be the Greatest of all the Witches but she could also be the Greatest of all Elves- of course by using a little, just a little, of her witchcraft. But can she stop by just being the Greatest of Witches and Elves? Maybe she could go beyond that? Follow her journey to find more... The Witchy Elf - Why just a Witch or an Elf when she can be both? P.S: Cover commissioned. Credits to the talented artist @_VA_ *** Talk to me (author), interact with fellow readers, catch a glimpse of sprinkled spoilers and most importantly BASH THE LAZY AUTHOR and force her for more updates by joining the discord server: https://discord.gg/k66qXaWMuD

Leorote · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
171 Chs

Mysterious Merman 1

"Umm…" Everyone went speechless by her statement.

Tani did not care about maintaining her distance anymore and raised her hand while pointing her finger directly at the woman's forehead, poking the region a couple of times, "As I said earlier, you did not have a working brain," She then removed her hand from her head and poked her index finger on her chest, "nor an empathizing heart. Say, what is the use of you living?"

Once she asked the question, she rolled her eyes without expecting any answer from the latter. As if she did not care about them at all, she calmly turned around and bought the vegetables that she had already selected for herself earlier.

In fact after this spat, she had lost all her interest in buying them now. She wanted to leave this stupid place immediately as she was scared that she would get more angry if she stayed for a second longer.