Chapter 25: It's nothing against you...

Sascha stared wordlessly at the witch. Melida entered the cabin, calmly took the jar full of valerian roots from Sascha's hands, and placed it in its proper place, she took a sideways glance at the pixies sitting on the windowsill and said to them.

"Organize this mess." The words hadn't finished coming out of the old woman's mouth as a flock of pixies jumped desperately into action, among them the male pixie with monarch butterfly wings. Melida let out a "Hump" and after grabbing hold of Sascha's wrist, she left the cabin with a breath.

Outside, the sunlight was intense and after a couple of hours in the soft gloom of the warehouse, Sascha had to squint, both pupils instantly dilating. Sacha calculated in her mind that an hour had elapsed since she entered the warehouse, according to her estimate. Of course, this was a ruse to control his temper, the other alternative would be to recite in his heart the Manual of Magical and Medicinal Herbs of his Master, but since thinking about herbs right now would remind him of the reason why she needed to control herself, he ended for entertaining your mind over time.

"May I know why?" she finally asked herself, both of them stopping between the cabin and the warehouse. Despite Sascha's calm appearance, the truth was otherwise. Deep in her mind, disappointment and unhappiness came together to create waves of frustration. She found no interest in anything, but when she did she was as stubborn as a dog with a bone.

"It's impossible, don't ask anymore." The old woman said, stretching her old back with a sigh of relief.

"That was not what the teacher told me."

Quiet words, calm appearance, Melida glanced at the girl before her, her thin eyebrows rising. Was the young woman as calm as she seemed? Melida eyed Sascha curiously.

"Even if that old ogre assumed himself, he has nothing to do with me." She said finally.

Sascha blinked, a slight trace of surprise showing in those emerald green eyes before disappearing. Are you even here called that, Master? Sascha's red lips trembled subtly with amusement and without attracting attention.

A sudden thought flashed through Sascha's mind, killing the sudden amusement. She coughed feeling her breath catch in her throat. "You are going to send me back."

It wasn't a question, in Sascha's mind, and according to her upbringing, if you didn't have a purpose, what were you use for? As distrustful as she was, the only person from whom she would expect unconditional support and acceptance was her Master, apart from him, Sascha couldn't conceive of anyone doing something simply out of the kindness of the heart.

Pure, selfless altruism was not something she was familiar with. This is why she was surprised when the old woman looked at her and gestured irritably, before saying. "Do not. I will not do it. I'm a woman, so how do you think I would let you go back to the kind of situation you ran from? Besides, I hate violent men. "

The old woman's words were loaded with a sense of truth that would even convince the Great One himself to listen to them. However, what finally convinced Sascha were her last words. "And even though it bothers me, I really can't stop responding to a request from that idiot."

Sascha breathed in relief.

"Then?" a tiny and very shy ray of hope glimmered in Sascha's eyes.

The old witch studied Sascha's disinterested expression, almost missing the small evidence of emotion from the young woman. An interesting young woman. Melida concluded liking Sascha's temperament. Still, it was a shame ...

"However, that does not mean that I will teach you my arts." She shook her head, both old eyes gazing into the distance. However, Melida was secretly studying the girl's reactions.

Thinking of all the new things at her fingertips, Sascha felt disappointed, she would not deny this, but it was not as if she could force the old woman, and as she had previously thought she could not afford to offend the old woman either.

"Can you tell me why not?" she was not trying to be disrespectful, because she like her well she knew how to accept it or it was not something that depended entirely on the old woman.

Melida carefully weighed the girl's tone and manner before saying very seriously. "It's nothing against you, Sascha." She paused slightly before continuing. "I am a witch and a witch can only teach another witch. It is the law of the Great. "

With this Sascha understood that nothing she did could change the old woman's decision, she allowed her resignation to show in her tone when she said. "If I can't be your apprentice and you won't send me back either. What am I going to do then? "Because there was no way in hell she depended on the kindness of others. She was not the type of person to give an inch and take a mile. No, nope, Sascha didn't think to give in on this.

Melida frowned as she thought, she hadn't thought of this. A sudden realization flashed through her mind and she clapped her hands as she clicked her tongue before saying.

"You don't want to depend on anyone, huh? Good for you, very good indeed. " The old woman chuckled, the Idiot Ogre's apprentice was very interesting. "I have a raw materials and supplies store in Crimson. How about you take care of her? You would help me a world because, in reality, I do not have much time to attend to her. So far I only open it once a week, but if you take care of it you could open it daily. "

Run a store? Sascha thought seriously about it. The idea was not bad and she had experience from having previously worked in the pharmacy in her old village. If there was something wrong with that plan she had to say it was ...

"Will I have to live in the city?" It was this that left a bad taste on Sascha's palate. She did not want to live under the public eyes of human society. Sascha's hand unconsciously closed over her flat stomach, where her magical bugs grew.

Melida raised her eyebrows in surprise. She thought that as a human child she would jump at the opportunity to live far from the Forest. "Do not. If it is not your wish, no. "

Sascha breathed a sigh of relief into her heart, no matter what, the comfort and well-being of her children came first. She nodded accepting, even if she had to travel every day she wouldn't complain. "How far is the city from this place?" Sascha asked, however.

Wasn't she going to complain about it? And yet this was what worried her? Melida smiled in amusement, before making another decision. "You don't have to worry about this." He said and without waiting for a reaction from the young woman, Melida once more took hold of Sascha's wrist and dragged her after her to her cabin.