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With the Death Knight truly dead, the magic potion in Witcher's body is instantly digested.

Even with the help of outsiders and the implementation of a very large intervention, the transformation ritual induced by the legendary creature was still violent.

Eleazar clutches his head and kneels slowly, his body bursting with red light.

Fina pokes her head out from behind a tree, still watching uneasily, but the experienced witch has already scattered.

"Run!"

The air around them gradually burned, the temperature rose by inches, the leaves, the grass, all the vegetation around them began to yellow, scorched and rolled...

Fina took a few small steps and ran, then was lifted off the ground by the shockwave that erupted behind her.

"Boom!!!"

The dilapidated manor was instantly transformed into a raging sea of fire.

The witch, who had already run to the edge of the forest, looked at the belated figure behind her and skimmed her lips, then looked back down at the blackened veins in her arm.

Pull out the cannon and hold it to your chin.

"Bang!"

Watching the witch ahead of him commit suicide to eliminate the plague, the warlock simply didn't bother to run, standing still and waiting for the wave of fire coming from behind him to overwhelm him.

After being reborn, the two of them looked at the fire-lit mountains and forests in front of them.

"That way the plague is burned out, right?"

"Or what?"

Fina turned her head to look at the puzzled looking witch.

"If ... the plague spreads out, will we have an endless supply of dark creatures to kill?"

"No, the Acolytes will arrive the next day to control the scene, and then the whole south will be white for days, first purifying the plague of heaven from every bit of it, and then searching inch by inch for the originators, catching them and burning them."

"Oh, also ....."

The underthinking witch shamed herself, then exclaimed, "I didn't think we'd actually destroy a Death Knight."

Fina faintly clasped her hands, "It seems that your divination has its moments of inaccuracy, it's hard for him to believe in this unreliable ability of yours."

Evelea blushed instantly.

"As I've said, all predictions are predicated on the information you know, and the more you know, the more accurate the results you get."

"How was I to know that he could actually fight hard against legendary creatures..."

Fina silently watched the fire in front of her.

"Don't judge the Witcher by what you already know, especially when fighting against dark creatures."

"They are the nemesis of all magical creatures, they are familiar with the weaknesses and disadvantages of all known monsters, even if I hadn't stepped in to help just now, he would have still managed to finish the kill on his own, but luckily, even with the intervention it was enough for him to finish digesting the magic potion..."

Fina said, turning her head to look at the witch who was groping around her body.

"What did you lose?"

"I don't seem to have picked up my holy water~"

"It has played out to the point of being useful."

...

Eleazar slowly emerges from the blazing fire.

Fina saw him empty-handed.

"No material collected?"

"No."

Eleazar shook his head slowly, "They are all ordinary people mutated into monsters, the transcendental activity hasn't completely coalesced yet, and because of that, we were able to kill that pseudo-legendary creature."

"You guys remember, in the future, when you see one with two legs hanging on top of four, don't run if you know you can't, either hide on the spot or swim close to them, don't stand in the open like a fool and wait for someone to run you over."

Fina bristled, "Alright, let's get back to configuring the magic potion!"

"So is this still useful for me?"

The witch pulled out that ghoul's tongue.

Eleazar took it and weighed it, sensing the rapid loss of transcendental activity on it, and backhanded it back into the fire.

"It's not working."

"The mutation is too short for the transcendental activity to be solidified."

They discussed this as they made their way back along the road, dodging villagers who came over to check out the blaze in a panic, walking in the unnoticed darkness.

Eleazar suddenly looks back at the fire at the end of his line of sight and frowns slightly.

"I always feel like I'm forgetting something?"

"Don't look, you didn't get the holy water back."

Having just a little thought and being interrupted by the witch, Eleazar shrugged and withdrew his gaze.

...

It was only when the stars spread across the night sky that the three of them walked back to the town, panting, from the countryside.

Back at the store, Eleazar goes into the bathroom to turn on the hot water pipes.

Fina poked her head around the door and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to configure the potion?"

Eleazar dropped his gaze, "I have a trip to take care of tomorrow, and if it wasn't already dark, I wouldn't want to wait a moment!"

"Yes, settle the score with that druid, how dare he unleash the Heavenly Plague!"

Evelea also woke up.

Fina's gaze was also rapidly freezing, "Then go now, no need to wait for dawn!"

"It shouldn't be that druid, he doesn't have that kind of guts, I guess he knew something but what didn't stop it, in the form of an accomplice. And before the mayor mutated, there was a name said, Nana do you know a Dr. Kenan?"

Fina thought for a moment and shook her head, "The name doesn't ring a bell in her memory, so I guess it's another unknown doctor somewhere?"

"It's the plague doctor."

Eleazar drops his emotionless gaze and leads the two out of the store again.

Go straight to the druid and say it's done.

Stepping out into the still, silent night, with dogs barking vaguely in the distance, they arrived at the town center square.

Continue across the square to the rich neighborhood and find the villa that went down dead.

"Is this it?"

The witch looks around warily, guarding against the traps of the Nature Guardian sequence.

Fina looked up, "There are no living souls in there."

Eleazar, with his senses turned on, looks indifferently at the two wheel grinds in front of the door.

"They've run away..."

The witch sniffed around, "There's a lot of herbal aroma in there!"

Eleazar slowly pushes through the bars and walks in.

"Why don't you guys go gather the herbs and I'll go into the house."

The witch walked joyfully into the plantation.

Fina watched his back with unblinking eyes and saw the door of that mansion pushed open with only an empty hall inside before she withdrew her gaze and walked to the other side of the plantation to collect.

In the emptied house, there was only a table, a lamp, and a letter.

After a long time, the two who had finished gathering herbs also walked in.

A burning letter slowly floated down to the ground, and the two with sharp eyes could only see the last few lines.

[... I've said before that this is a very bright thing, but the fact that the deeds can't be publicized and the real facts can be distorted by the reports is what makes it seem extra dark. Looking forward to your next choice, or maybe waiting ...]

"Finished picking? Let's go then."

Eleazar turned around, his face uncharacteristically calm.

When she went back, Witchy Little gave a cautious try.

"Meow~?"

Eleazar turned back to her and silently pinched her face.

"I'll clean you up when I'm done taking my magic potion."