The witch thought I am a Demon God

The Old Witch looked at Ivita with profound meaning. "With me here, there's no need for Black Wolf, Your Highness."

"You can let him go to sleep..."

"No!" Ivita felt a chill crawl up his scalp; this witch was indeed harboring ulterior motives.

He dared not let Black Wolf go to sleep.

As soon as the witch discovered he was no Demon God, she would certainly make her move against him.

Just by looking at the adventurers on the floor below, he knew all too well the tactics this witch employed in her usual dealings.

Despite her seemingly harmless demeanor in front of him, acting as a guide, the moment she realized he was not a Demon God, she would likely turn into the terrifying BOSS of a horror movie.

Ivita said, "I think it would be safer if you and Black Wolf both guard this room together."

"What I need is absolute safety. Do you understand?"

He had to try his best to act the part of a 'Demon God'.

"Do you know what the consequences would be if you fail?"

The Old Witch shivered, and her complexion turned pale. "If, the Awakening Magic ritual fails, what will you do to me, Your Highness?"

"I... I..."

Good question.

I too would like to know.

Even if the Awakening Magic failed, I probably couldn't do anything to you at all.

Ivita sat down nonchalantly, his hands gently rubbing his knees; he was a bit afraid.

And because of the fever, he felt groggy.

The more serious issue was that he could not be certain whether the high fever could subside on its own.

Based on his experience from his previous life, a fever of this severity would require antipyretic medication to subside.

But right now, he couldn't possibly get his hands on any fever-reducing medicine.

If he sought help from the Old Witch, she might detect a flaw in him, leading to even greater suspicion.

So right now, undergoing the Awakening Magic ritual was his most likely chance at reducing the fever.

After Ivita's warning, the Old Witch immediately became more cautious and restrained. She put down her head and turned to leave the room, running outside.

Outside, Black Wolf also shouted into the room, assuring that he would take good care of his employer.

Because Ivita owed him a great deal of money, and if Ivita died, Black Wolf doubted he would be able to avoid bankruptcy.

Therefore, Ivita absolutely could not die.

The poor Demon Hunter was thus ensnared by the ever-accruing debts of Ivita.

Inside the room, the Old Witch's head stared at Ivita. "The Awakening Magic ritual requires a unique environment, one that even the Black Forest cannot provide."

"Because the environment required for the ritual cannot be influenced by physical laws."

Ivita looked at her in astonishment. "You know 'physics'?"

"Hmm, I learned it from people from other worlds," the head of the Old Witch explained. "That's not important. I just find their definition of the world intriguing."

"But the Awakening Magic ritual absolutely cannot take place where physical laws exist."

"Because what we call physics is the summary of things that appear in the same place, at the same time, following the same rules or methods."

"And what we call magic is the miracle that occurs in the same place, at the same time, but yields different results in the hands of different people."

"These are in complete conflict."

"If you were a born spellcaster, you would not have to worry about being disturbed by physical laws, but your body is not that of a natural spellcaster."

"So we need to perform the ritual in a different environment."

Ivita asked, "How do we enter such an environment?"

The Old Witch replied, "We just need to create laws."

"Law is the most powerful Illusion Technique in this world; you see, many people still abide by the laws of their nations even when there are no armies or police nearby."

"That is the charm of the Law."

The Old Witch said, "Using the powerful illusion of Law, we can temporarily deceive the world and create an environment suitable for us witches."

"Is it like the Law you previously cast on the Wild Boar Knight Regiment?" Ivita immediately understood.

The Old Witch confirmed, "Your Highness, you are quite correct."

"Exactly like that."

"Legend has it that even the Magic Black Forest is a creation of the laws of a powerful source of magic power, or perhaps multiple powerful sources, but there is no evidence."

"That is closer to being nonsense or mythical tales."

"Nonetheless, many witches, stronger than I, enjoy creating their own laws for this world."

"However, that kind of magic is not ordinary law; it is much more complex and requires many people and territories."

The Old Witch came back to her senses, and Ivita could see that she too desired to establish the Law she spoke of.

The Old Witch said, "I am now going to break the physical laws here and temporarily set new laws for this space."

"Only then can we officially begin our ritual."

"Fortunately, I brought my Portable Carriage this time, inside of which is my treasure chest."

"I have enough resources to initiate the best possible ritual for you."

Suddenly, a carriage appeared on the floor of the room, unattached to any mount, its doors draped with silk curtains and its wheel hubs made of gold.

Inside the carriage were cubbies of treasure chests, and within the carriage floated three dainty and fair hands of young girls.

Ivita blinked; this must be another one of the witch's magic tricks.