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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 911

Chapter 911: The Stinky Broom

“Ugh! It stinks so bad!” I immediately covered my nose. When the Old Wizard took out the broom, all I could smell was a foul odor. “Why does your broom stink so much? Did you use it to clean toilets?”

Even the Vampire Girl covered her nose, a look of utter disgust on her face. As a noble of the Night and a vampire with a keen sense of smell, she absolutely could not stand such a stench.

The smell was indescribable, more pungent than the foul odors of the Slums and garbage piles. It was a bit like the smell of fermented feces.

“No, the wood just smells a bit. In reality, its speed and performance are the best, especially this biogas jet function, which can instantly accelerate and shake off enemies… Hey, hey, hey, don’t go!” The Old Wizard was still rambling on and saw that the Vampire Girl and I were supporting each other and turning to run.

Not just the two of us, but all the surrounding Guests turned and fled. A large area was cleared around him, and people further away glared at him angrily. Only then did the Old Wizard realize he had caused trouble and quickly put the broom away.

“Gag! That smell is awful!” Even though the Old Wizard had put away the broom called Light Wheel 114514, the stench still lingered in the Hall for a long time, and it took the Vampire Girl to create a gust of wind to disperse it.

“If you do that again next time, I’ll expel you from the Trade Fair. You’re not welcome here!” The Vampire Girl threatened the Old Wizard in a fit of rage. The smell had completely broken her composure, leaving her pale and still recovering. She had lost face in front of the Saintess.

“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t expect the smell to be this strong, and the rules don’t say anything about selling smelly things. I’ll be careful next time.” The Old Wizard apologized repeatedly.

“Hmph! There won’t be a next time. You’d better remember that!” The Vampire Girl said helplessly. She didn’t expel the Old Wizard on the spot not because of any rule, but because the Saintess was still buying a broom here.

However, I actually wanted to change my stall. That smell earlier almost made me pass out on the spot, and I still feel a bit dizzy.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, someone dressed as an Adventurer walked over and asked, “Hey, what was that smelly thing you just took out? How much is it?”

Huh? Someone actually wanted that stinky thing? I looked at the Adventurer in disbelief. The Old Wizard’s eyes lit up with excitement as soon as he saw a potential customer. “You want it? It’s a Magical Broom with first-class speed and excellent control…”

“Stop! Speak properly and absolutely do not take it out again!” The Vampire Girl quickly interrupted him when she saw the Old Wizard about to take out the broom again.

The Adventurer didn’t seem interested in the functions he was talking about either, and directly said, “Just tell me, does that smell last all the time?”

“Uh, it’s quite difficult to remove. You can consider using deodorant or perfume, but I guarantee it won’t affect the broom’s performance, and you won’t smell it when you accelerate in the sky,” the Old Wizard said.

“Alright, I understand. As long as the smell can be maintained, how much is it?” the Adventurer said. The Old Wizard hadn’t realized that the Adventurer had no interest in his vaunted broom performance. He only cared about the smell.

“Uh, three hundred Gold coins.” The Old Wizard was stunned by his eager inquiry about the price. Considering that no one had been interested in this broom before, he set a relatively low price.

“Then I’ll take it.” The Adventurer said decisively and produced a bag of Gold coins, directly paying the price. The Old Wizard was stunned. He hadn’t expected the transaction to be so quick and wondered if he had set the price too low.

However, since the price had been agreed upon and the payment had been made, he couldn’t go back on his word. He handed the entire box containing the broom to the Adventurer. The Adventurer couldn’t open it to inspect it there, so he prepared to rent a Guest Room to examine it.

I couldn’t contain my curiosity any longer and patted the Adventurer’s shoulder. “Hey, Young Man, you bought something so stinky, what do you plan to do with it?”

“Use it as a Weapon. Think about it, if I go out into the wilderness to Hunt Monsters and suddenly take out this broom, won’t those Monsters with their keen sense of smell be instantly stunned?” the Adventurer said.

I was taken aback and suddenly felt that his idea made a lot of sense. The stench spread so quickly and was so unbearable. Naturally, Monsters, whose sense of smell was thousands of times better than Humans, would be even less able to tolerate it. Even if they weren’t knocked out on the spot, they probably wouldn’t have an appetite to eat him. This idea was truly constructive and, in a sense, could be considered a biological weapon.

“The problem is, you’ll be unable to stand it yourself when you take it out. How will you fight Monsters? Or is your plan to perish together from the start?” the Vampire Girl asked confusedly.

“It’s very simple. Just wear a gas mask,” the Adventurer said, and then he left with the broom he had purchased.

The Vampire Girl and I stood there, stunned. This Adventurer certainly had some ideas. Although I didn’t think a gas mask could completely block such a stench, the idea of harming the enemy a thousand times while only hurting oneself eight hundred times didn’t seem like a bad trade-off.

Seeing such a magical broom, I wasn’t in a hurry to sell anymore. I said to the Old Wizard, “First, take out all your brooms and let me see them. I’m not interested in those that you put outside to fool amateurs.”

“Okay, let’s see if you know your stuff.” The Old Wizard said, and he moved several exquisitely packaged boxes from behind. It seemed that the real good items were inside.

“Wait! There’s no more of that smelly stuff inside, is there?” the Vampire Girl confirmed again and again. She had been traumatized by the previous broom.

The crucial point was that she had to maintain order in the venue. If another extremely foul odor were to fill the air, this Old Wizard might very well be torn apart by everyone present.

“No more, really no more. There’s only that one. There are only a few materials that can produce that kind of smell, and that one was very special,” the Old Wizard said.

The Vampire Girl was still not at ease. She watched him open the boxes, extending her hand, ready to cover the box immediately if she smelled anything strange.

Fortunately, there was indeed no smell. Next, the Old Wizard opened boxes, and each one contained special accessories.

One had a windshield added to the front, one had foot pedals and a diesel engine, and one had a rod sticking up from the seat. It was unclear what the meaning of this design was.

Excluding these unconventional modifications, there were also three brooms that had been properly enchanted. Although their appearance was similar to other brooms, in my eyes, they had a faint Spiritual Light of magic, and the materials used were also rare and precious woods.

“Tell me, what are the functions of these brooms?” I asked, pointing to several of the enchanted brooms I was interested in.


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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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