Cyanide's Wish

"Captain, we found out..."

After Witcher had been gone for a long time, two acolytes who had found out what had happened ran back ahead of him to report the startling information they had discovered.

"That baroness has gone mad, she's been disemboweling herself at her country estate and putting her cheeks on ice to keep them fresh, saying that's how she'll stay young forever!"

The Divine Punisher captain immediately gazed up.

"Get to the point!!!"

That acolyte calmed his tone and continued, "The Baroness met a fake witch somewhere, and has been fooled by the other party's various deceptions, after a long time, the fake witch gradually realized that she couldn't cope with the Baroness's various demands any longer, so to not be dismantled, she introduced the other party to a legend that she had heard during her travels... "

"Rumor has it that in the southernmost part of the lush sea of forests, whenever a traveler is desperate and lost, he or she can meet a forest god who can grant wishes, and as long as they grant the other party three requests, they will be allowed to make a wish once..."

"The Baroness believed it and set off with the false witch and a dozen servants."

"After a month, no one knows what happened to them in that forest, that memory seems to have disappeared after leaving the forest, the baroness came out and played in the neighboring village for a few days, then indulged in various idols and totems, bought a whole lot of souvenirs back, and finally was not satisfied, and then paid for someone to go to the local village to Linmu family statues. "

The acolyte looked up, "But the false witch didn't come back, and the Baroness completely forgot about the man!"

"And the wish she had made in the forest was granted, in the form of cutting off her face to keep it fresh on ice, to be able to see the youthful appearance that she had kept forever."

"In the end, the artist, the stonemason, and several laborers who were entrusted with the proctoring of the idol, and at the same time got lost in the forest, and it can be concluded that they must have also stumbled upon that same god of the forest, and then made a wish."

"And so on, their wishes were all granted in another way..."

"The unhealthy stonemason's laborer has finally made his diseased organ as immortal as the statue!"

"The fine artist who wanted to acquire a great deal of wealth to improve his life received a large settlement at the expense of his twin daughters who were run over and killed!"

"The short worker who wants to grow taller ends up with both legs amputated, and later on his prosthetics can be fitted as high as he wants!"

"The obese worker who tried to slim down was catalyzed with a gastrointestinal tumor malady, lost 100 pounds in a month, and now has become weak and worse than dead!"

"The overseer, who wanted to become charming and popular, had the misfortune to fall into a furnace and become one with a boiling solution of gilding!"

In a very short time, it was found out everything the acolyte said at last.

"The origin of all this misfortune is that unsettling forest legend!"

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The trio, who had hurried back from the art house side, patiently watched the church's already analyzed report of the incident.

Garn looked up at Witcher in surprise.

"You're right, the source isn't this way at all, did you have an outburst of inspiration to foresee something at that time?"

"It's hunter's intuition!"

Eleazar clasped his hand to his chin, his face full of depth.

Luna mimicked his movements and repeated:

"It's Witcher's intuition!"

Garn: "?"

Finally, the source was identified and then it was time to go to work on the problem.

To prevent more naive and innocent fools from being hoodwinked by that so-called forest god, the Church decides to send the Witcher to slaughter the god.

Eleazar, who had the location of the mission, looked at the map and frowned slightly.

"I think I've seen the name of this village somewhere..."

He stood still and meditated bitterly, and Garn, who had already rolled out of the car, looked at him strangely.

"What's wrong?"

[Legend has it that in the depths of the forest, there are bluebirds that can bring happiness to people...]

Eleazar snapped back to his senses, then silenced his mind to enter the space crystal and search carefully, turning up 'Lillian's Book of Transcendent Events'. The eyes of the two around him flickered as they saw him pull out a book from the space crystal in his chest.

Eleazar flipped through it quickly, then thought for a moment more, then suddenly looked up and said:

"I know what that ＜Forest God＞ is!"

That sign of the god's body, which would be completely forgotten as soon as the travelers left the forest, might only be remembered by the local villagers, or perhaps those people were all participants.

A hidden village where a young girl disappears every ten years, unaccounted for and untraced.

All of this information, are extremely crucial clues, if Lillian those reporters from her family are not being duped.

Garn looked at him strangely, "And what do you know?"

Eleazar's mouth says he knows, but the words get stuck in mid-sentence, only to see him pull out his magic guidebook again and flip through it quickly.

"Fae of Lies, Curses and Blessings, Hawkmoths of the Forest Species branch!"

Gahn came up close and glanced toward Witcher's legacy book, then saw a half-human, half-hawk fae with green feathers in the atlas.

Demonic face, charming features, except for the hands and feet which were a bit different from normal, all other places were normal, the curved body was fiery and incomparable, and those green feathers which were only covered in the key places added endless temptation.

"Well, I have a question."

Gahn held up his hand, "Are all Hawkmoths this pretty, or is it just this one you've documented that's so sexy?"

Eleazar:?

Luna curiously peered over as well, wanting to see what species made that acolyte's blood boil with animal blood.

But Witcher's magic guidebook suddenly shuddered violently.

Eleazar closes the book hard and puts it away.

"Stay back, this book will kill you."

Luna had to bristle.

The three of them then prepared to depart.

First, two locomotives were brought in from the War Department, and then the items needed for camping were organized.

"Bring more fuel and clean water..."

"Food in small quantities..."

"Well, three tents are necessary, one for each person, and let me say up front that it is forbidden to go into other people's tents at night!"

Eleazar stuffed his face, then glanced at him.

"Want help with another case of holy crystals?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Garn gave him a blank look, "There's no such unit as a box for that sort of thing!"

"So are you well prepared? There's the potential for a nasty fight."

Completely unaware of Witcher's true intentions, Holy Gun casually patted his belt pouch.

"Don't worry, the last Evil God stronghold didn't even drain me!"

Eleazar glanced deeply at the fanny pack of that at once, then unfolded the space crystal to stow the last of the supplies in it.

"All right, let's go!"

Luna, who had already donned her windproof tights, then blushed sexily and jumped into the back of Witcher's locomotive, wrapping her arms tightly around the waist in front of her.