Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

Chapter 21 Miss Witch's Treasure
　　Generally speaking, human life expectancy is around sixty to seventy years old. It is said that the average human life expectancy is determined by the overall living standards of the times, so a rare longevity like Merlin requires the inherent magic of a brave man to achieve.

　　To a witch, there is no substantial difference between fifty years and five years or five months, but to most humans it may be a lifetime. Even though most of the witch's former companions were powerful magicians, they could not resist the passage of time.
　　"Since I was the only one left, I took the liberty to open their time capsules and found out that they had all kinds of ambitions and ideas fifty years ago. By the way, the time capsule left by one of them was a love letter to me."
　　"Confession!"

　　Girls are always interested in the topic of love, and Abigail is no exception.
　　"It must contain some very touching content."
　　"No, the content inside is so silly that you can feel it through the paper. ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ To be honest, I didn't feel it at all at the time. If he really wanted to confess, he should have said it earlier. He said that he hoped to use the time capsule to witness his unchanging feelings, and that he would still love me even when he became an old grandfather."

　　"It sounds very romantic..."
　　"But he died young before he could become an old grandfather."
　　Angelica spread out her palms. Strictly speaking, she wasn't even middle-aged yet.

　　Abigail was speechless for a moment. Although she wanted to know the details, she felt that she shouldn't ask any more questions. Abigail noticed that Angelica didn't look particularly sad when she told these things.
　　Did she not have a good relationship with her former adventure companions? Abigail didn't think so. When she recalled the adventures she had with some people, Angelica was beaming with joy. At least it should be a happy memory for Angelica.
　　So, has she experienced too much and no longer feels sad? Thinking of this, Abigail felt inexplicably sad, even though Angelica was not sad at all.

　　"Ah, that seems to be a little far-fetched. Anyway, I cleaned up the place where the time capsule was buried, and I found that it was very hidden. After fifty years, the time capsule was well preserved, so I moved all the treasures I collected before there. Without further ado, let's set off immediately!"
　　After saying that, Angelica immediately chanted magic in the town, causing the guards to shout at her. In many towns, using magic that could cause harm is illegal, but Angelica finished chanting before the guards could stop her and moved to the place in her memory with Abigail.
　　Abigail had not yet recovered from her shock. It was the first time she had been so close to magic. She was in the town one second ago, and in the next second she was in the unfamiliar suburbs. To Abigail, it was like a dream.

　　Angelica told Abigail that she would not always be with her, and that she might have to go to faraway places, such as the island country where elves live, or the extremely cold northern border. Even the witch herself did not know where the end of this train was, and she might get off the train halfway because she felt that there was no result, so Angelica planned to teach Abigail some basic magic so that she could be self-reliant.
　　What Abigail didn't know was that the witch was using Sequence 2 magic, which she would most likely never be able to master in her lifetime.
　　"Huh? Such a big change?"

　　Angelica was sure that with her smart brain, she couldn't have made a mistake in the coordinates. However, after arriving at the destination, she found that a road had been cleared out of the original dense forest. Although there were no pedestrians, there was a particularly eye-catching building.
　　"Why did someone build a villa here?!"
　　Angelica was stunned. The place where she originally buried the treasure was actually built by an unknown guy into a luxurious villa, which firmly occupied the witch's treasure hiding place.
　　"This is troublesome. I remember that I sealed the treasure. There is no way to transfer it in without finding the correct entrance. I can only ask the people living there to be flexible."

　　"Is it okay? We are strangers."
　　“Hehe.”
　　Angelica raised the corners of her mouth confidently and took off her wizard hat on her own initiative.

　　"I said I would teach you some lessons, so now is the first lesson. This is a world where appearance matters. If you dress well, the other person's attitude won't be too bad even if it's the first time you meet them."
　　In fact, it was not entirely Angelica's intention to brag about her extraordinary appearance. In the other world, makeup is not something that everyone can afford. Many girls who grew up in towns only have the opportunity to put on makeup on their birthdays or when they get married. Girls who have the financial ability to dress themselves up beautifully every day are either from noble families or wealthy families. No matter which one, they must be treated with caution.
　　In order to prove it to Abigail, Angelica took the initiative to walk into the villa's estate. The strange thing was that the gate was not locked, there was no guard dog, and there was not even a gardener pruning the branches. This was really inconsistent with the behavior of a family that could afford to build a villa. People of status often pay attention to details in all aspects. If someone visited and found that the trees in the estate were not trimmed, it would undoubtedly be very rude.

　　"Sister Angelica, look over there."
　　Abigail pulled Angelica's clothes. It was bad enough that the manor was unkempt, but there was even a grave? Angelica couldn't help but wonder what happened to this family.
　　Abigail picked up the wild flowers on the grass and placed them next to the tombstone. Although she didn't know who the deceased was, there was no decoration around the grave, and it seemed that the burial was hastily done. Abigail felt that laying flowers in front of the grave might comfort the soul of the deceased.

　　Angelica straightened her collar and knocked on the door.
　　After a long time, a young man with disheveled hair and dark circles under his eyes opened the door, or to be exact, he opened a crack in the door.
　　"……who?"

　　"Hello. My name is Angelica, and I'm a traveler passing through here."
　　Angelica was not affected at all and introduced herself with a smile.
　　Then I was turned away.

　　“Never heard of it!”
　　After saying this, the young man slammed the door.
　　Angelica: “…”

　　Abigail: “…”
　　It seems that dressing neatly is not 100% feasible.
　　Abigail thought so in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it directly. She just hoped that Sister Angelica would not be angry.

　　Miss Witch sighed.
　　“Failed.”
　　"No, it doesn't matter! Maybe they just don't like outsiders."

　　"That's true."
　　Angelica cleared her gloom and raised the wand in her hand.
　　"...I'll summon a meteorite to hit this place."

　　"Please, please, calm down! Sister Angelica!"