Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

Fortunately, Luna didn’t pay attention to Mirrorheart’s words, completely immersed in the joy of traveling abroad with Loren.

Naclis had also changed her clothes, swapping her skirt for trousers, giving off a capable and efficient vibe. Paired with her cool expression, she seemed unapproachable to strangers.

”Let’s set off.”

Loren didn’t hide his movements from the Church. He proactively explained to the Church personnel that he was going to the Bardo Kingdom to investigate that unknown structure, all for the sake of the God of Bountiful Harvest.

Thus, everyone marveled at Loren’s professionalism. Several Scarecrows respectfully drove the carriage to send Loren to the train station.

With such an unknown situation occurring, the Church was bound to take action. However, compared to the Church’s formal members, Loren, a mentor who only held a nominal title, was clearly more suitable for investigating in the territory of other deities.

Although Loren would still be under close surveillance, at least on the surface, it was justifiable. Loren was a world-renowned musician; it was perfectly normal for him to travel everywhere seeking inspiration, right?

”Master Mentor, the nearest train is just an ordinary one. Are you sure you want to take it?”

In this world, nobles everywhere wanted to stand above others. Even trains had special services prepared for them. While not necessarily much faster, the comfort level was incomparable to ordinary trains.

”It’s fine, as long as we can reach the Bardo Kingdom as quickly as possible.”After Loren and the others got out of the carriage, the several Scarecrows didn’t leave either, staying with Loren while waiting for the train.

”The nearest train heading to the Bardo Kingdom is one from the Nofica Theocracy. It should arrive within about an hour. We will immediately arrange a private compartment for you...”

The Nofica Theocracy was a country east of the Gedlan Kingdom and also the most powerful nation within the God of Bountiful Harvest’s territory. The Nofica Theocracy was directly ruled by the Bountiful Church, so ordinary people lived relatively happier lives.

At the very least, under the supervision of Angels and even the God of Bountiful Harvest, those Church people weren’t excessively greedy for wealth. With the God of Bountiful Harvest’s authority, ensuring everyone had enough to eat was more than sufficient.

The area of the Nofica Theocracy finally reached the level of a country in Loren’s impression; even on Earth, it would be considered a large nation.

”No need for a private compartment, just connected seats will do.”

Not counting Starnight, Loren’s group had six people. They didn’t need a private compartment at all. Moreover, with the recent appearance of an unknown structure in the Bardo Kingdom, there would definitely be many more tourists going there. At the very least, many adventurers would head that way.

So, trying to arrange a private compartment for Loren would inevitably require making other people move, which would lead to trouble later. That wasn’t what Loren wanted to see; he just wanted to get to Bardo quickly.

”Understood, we understand.”

There were quite a few people at the train station. It was far from comparable to the train stations from Loren’s previous life. This place was mostly undeveloped land, with only a wooden platform and some small food stalls beside it.

There weren’t even many safety measures; it was still quite dangerous.

From getting on the carriage until now, Starnight had been obediently standing on Loren’s shoulder, resting with its eyes closed.

”Master Mentor, I’m hungry.”

Anna tugged at the corner of Loren’s clothes and pointed at the food stalls.

”...”

Loren said nothing, just took Anna’s hand and went to the stall to buy a few sandwiches. Sure enough, no matter where you were, things near train stations were indeed much more expensive.

”Your daughter is really cute.”

The person selling food was an auntie. While wrapping the sandwiches and handing them to Anna, she casually complimented.

”I know.”

Anna responded very frankly, making the auntie smile.

Not just the supplies in Scarlett’s Life Thief space, Loren also carried a backpack full of food, all prepared for Anna. Even so, she still wanted to buy some other snacks.

Loren didn’t mind this. His daughter, he would spoil her himself.

Anna fed Loren a bite. Used to eating Mirrorheart’s cooking, Loren just found it unpalatable, but Anna still ate with great relish. She wasn’t picky; she ate everything.

”Anna, you got sauce on your mouth.”

Luna diligently wiped the corner of Anna’s mouth with a handkerchief, wearing a kind, motherly smile on her face.

Anna: ”?”

I see you as a sister, but you want to be my mom.

”The train is coming soon. Get ready to board.”

Naclis interrupted Luna, her expression unfriendly. However, Luna seemed to have already immersed herself in her own fantasy and didn’t notice Naclis’s expression.

In the end, it was only after hearing Loren’s call that Luna snapped back to reality and hurriedly followed Loren’s footsteps.

With the Scarecrows’ help, Loren didn’t have to squeeze to get on the train; he boarded easily.

Being escorted by Scarecrows, Loren’s prestige was truly maxed out. The moment he entered the carriage, he attracted everyone’s attention.

”You can go back now. Thank you for your hard work.”

Loren drew the symbol of the God of Bountiful Harvest over his chest, sending off those Scarecrows.

Their identities were sensitive; they could not enter the territory of the Bardo Kingdom.

”Tch, privileged dog.”

Before the Scarecrows had even left, Loren heard a muttered curse.

This was the first time someone dared to curse him after knowing Loren had privileges. Loren followed the direction of the voice. It was a boy not much taller than Anna.

She had short golden hair, emerald green eyes filled with disdain. At that moment, she was crossing her arms, wearing a light-colored shirt and a windbreaker on top, trousers below, with a pair of boots resting on the table, full of provocation.

”How dare you take such an attitude towards...”

”Forget it, forget it... You go back first. Don’t affect other people boarding.”

Loren interrupted the Scarecrow who wanted to show off in front of him, sent them off the train, and only then looked at the ”boy.”

She was dressed very androgynously; even Loren couldn’t tell her gender at a glance. But that face was very familiar to Loren.

”Isn’t this my good brother Laila...”

Seeing that face full of disdain, Loren fell into memories.

Back then, Loren was still a newbie, still figuring out the gameplay, didn’t know any main quests, just wandered around aimlessly. It was during this time that he met Laila.

They became good brothers, doing everything together—fighting for justice together, battling monsters together, rebelling together—until Loren offended the Plague Church and got surrounded. Laila risked her life to save him, and it was only then that he learned Laila was a Witch.

After that, Loren went all out to destroy the Plague Church and ultimately died at the hands of the God of Plague.

Perhaps Laila was just a minor character with little impact on the plot, but after that, Loren would always look for Laila every time he started a new playthrough.

They were like-minded, hated injustice, and acted without considering the consequences.

It’s just that Loren had forgotten when he transformed from that righteous, heroic young man into the current scheming old fox.

It could be said that a large part of Loren’s favorable impression of Witches came from Laila. It was Laila who showed him the deep loyalty and righteousness of Witches. Loren still remembered the scene of Laila, covered in blood, carrying him as they escaped. It was from that moment Loren stopped treating Finale as just an ordinary game.

Now, meeting his good brother again, Loren felt somewhat emotional. He never expected to encounter her here.