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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 668

Chapter 668: Someone Invaded

“Tsk~ Lucky Older Brother Jayad, I just wasted an opportunity to earn a slave girl for free. What a shame,” I sighed. In my previous life, I also played adult games, so I actually had a little expectation for these obedient slave girls.

Jayad was immediately awkward. He didn’t understand whether Parul wanted it or not. Her words seemed to be persuading him to take it, but he felt that Parul actually didn’t want it. It was truly baffling.

“Never mind, Lorna, are you having fun?” I asked. It was the little ghost’s first time out, and she came directly to the iron cage arena, possessing Older Brother Jayad. It was equivalent to experiencing it firsthand. Wasn’t that too stimulating?

“No, I’m having a lot of fun, and I feel like I’m getting a little used to strenuous exercise now. Phew~” Lorna said happily.

Actually, she had been slightly out of breath since we came out. Ghosts don’t get tired, so the only possibility was that Lorna was too excited, making her feel tired.

“Let Older Brother Jayad take you out to play again next time,” I said with a smile. I wondered where I should take her next time. Not the iron cage arena again. Such dark and filthy underground fighting was not healthy for her physical and mental development if she saw too much of it.

While we were talking, we had already returned home. Jayad opened the door. As soon as we got home, I felt something was wrong. “Someone has been here. This room.”

“Really? The lock hasn’t been opened,” Jayad said. He was a professional and his judgment was usually infallible.

“I left several Bite Spells in the room. If anyone enters, they will be triggered, and now, the spells have been triggered,” I said.

If they thought my absence from home was an opportunity, they were too naive. Before leaving, I had touched several key locations at the doorway, under the windowsill, by the bed, and in front of the fireplace, leaving Bite Spells.

Ever since I discovered how useful this little spell was on Sturgeon No. 3, I had thought of a new use for it: as a trap and an early warning device. Once someone touched it, it would turn into a giant mouth to bite, and once triggered, I would know someone had entered.

“Where? I can’t see anything,” Jayad looked around in confusion.

“It’s by the windowsill. The other party seemed to want to enter through the window, but as soon as they did, the Bite Spell was triggered, so they retreated. The others were not triggered.” I checked all the Bite Spells in the room. Except for the one by the windowsill being triggered, all the others were untouched.

“But there are no traces?” Older Brother Jayad didn’t quite understand the nature of the Bite Spell yet, but he could tell that there were no corpses or bloodstains left at the scene, and not even obvious traces.

“Yes, so even though the Bite Spell by the windowsill was triggered, it didn’t actually bite him. So I suspect the intruder dodged it with an extremely fast reaction speed and then left,” I said.

Of course, it was also possible that after triggering the first one, he dodged it, then sensed all the other Bite Spells I had set up, carefully avoided them, investigated the entire room, found nothing valuable, and then retreated. But these two scenarios were essentially the same.

“Older Brother Jayad, look, isn’t there less dust under the windowsill? This is the effect after the Bite Spell was triggered. Anything covering it will be completely eaten,” I pointed to the floor under the windowsill.

Jayad looked down, using the Holy Light to examine carefully. Indeed, there was less dust here, and it was a very neat circular mark.

Then he stood up and observed the window. “Although it’s not obvious, the window was indeed opened. The other party should have opened the bolt and entered. After leaving, they closed the window again. They could pull the bolt from a distance.”

“Regardless, someone did come in. I’ll help Big Brother examine the room, just in case they left anything behind,” Via said, instantly scattering into a swarm of flies, darting everywhere.

I only then remembered that I had been too careless. In fact, after discovering that the Bite Spell had been triggered, I should have immediately taken Jayad out and confirmed that nothing had been tampered with in the room before entering.

Otherwise, if the intruder had left a bomb or an explosive spell, we would have been blown up as soon as we entered, which would have been troublesome. So, my vigilance and precautionary awareness were still insufficient.

After Via searched around, the flies reassembled. She shook her head, “No abnormal magic power, and no strange machines left behind. It seems the intruder didn’t do anything.”

This was strange. Could it be that the intruder really fled in a hurry after triggering the first Bite Spell?

It was also possible that he thought that by triggering the magic, I would also receive a warning, and that this room was a trap, so he immediately retreated.

“Then, it’s obvious who did it, right? It should be a probe by that corpse carrier. Otherwise, no one would have intruded before. Why would he intrude today as soon as we left? He already knows our dwelling and whereabouts,” Jayad’s killing intent gradually rose.

This was not strange. After all, our ritual was not concealed at all. If they were observant, they could have sensed the aura of Lorna’s transformation. Moreover, we didn’t deliberately keep quiet when we left.

“Big Brother, should we charge in and wipe them out?” Via asked excitedly, her eyes emitting a red glow, seeming eager to try.

“Wait, it’s inconvenient for you to act. Don’t forget, your dad might be able to sense the aura here. Moreover, acting without understanding how many people the opponent has and what their Combat Power is would be foolish,” I quickly advised.

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to go and completely resolve these hidden dangers. The problem was that based on my understanding of the scale of combat among cultists, if a fight really broke out, this entire apartment building would definitely be destroyed. Then where would we live?

Moreover, we really had no understanding of their strength. Being able to completely shield mine and Older Brother Jayad’s senses meant they were not weak. Challenging them rashly was essentially gambling.

Especially after they had beaten the grass to startle the snake, they should have guessed that we might go to them. Now, they might have already set up a trap waiting for us, or they might have fled overnight and left the place empty. Anyway, any analysis was possible.

“No, I still can’t sense any evil in that room. Did we make a mistake? That corpse carrier also used a deception technique, and his room wasn’t that one,” Jayad said.

I couldn’t sense it either. This feeling of being blind was very unpleasant. It was also unpleasant to guess a lot of possibilities but not know which one was the correct answer.

However, I believed that the opponent should be the same. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have deliberately waited until we were away to probe; he could have just attacked directly.

However, after triggering the Bite Spell and hastily retreating, his understanding of us should also be limited.


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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

今天的魔女小姐也在努力活着
Score 8.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
You hear the penny-dreadful tales, don’t you? Souls whisked off to other worlds, landing in lives of ease and splendor. Reborn as young lords in grand manors, with enchanted baubles at their fingertips or a spectral mentor whispering secrets. But my own ‘grand arrival’? No gentle angel to light the path. Instead, a repulsive, foul deity—some forgotten horror from a darker age—claimed me. I was tormented to the very edge of oblivion, then pitched into a twisted, gaslit world of shadows and fear. I awoke in the frail body of an orphan girl, shivering in some rat-infested rookery, choked by smog and despair. Weak, plagued by illness, with a hunger that gnawed relentlessly. My new story didn’t start from scratch; it began deep in the dregs, clawing my way up from less than nothing.” Now, all I fight for is to live, to see another grimy sunrise over these cobbled streets. Not just for my own skin, but for him—the one whose fate is tangled with mine, the one soul I cling to in this godforsaken, fog-drenched city.

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