Chapter 201 Witch Tricia

When he went downstairs early in the morning, before he even went out, he ran into the mayor who was waiting there. Mu Hua looked at Pete with a scrutinizing attitude.

"Would you like a steak? Minotaur meat tastes pretty good." Tietou brought Mu Hua a customized breakfast, and Mu Hua asked Pete again.

"No, I don't have a good appetite this morning." Pete shook his head, motioning Mu Hua to do as he pleased, while he leaned back to make room for the woman sitting on his other side.

"Mu, this is Tricia. There are some things about her that I need to discuss with you." As Pete said this, the other party also lowered his hood, revealing his long dark green hair.

She is in her twenties, with a delicate face and healthy skin. Her rare hair color does not affect her beauty. The young woman seems to be trying her best to maintain a serious expression.

"Bitch?" Mu Hua asked in surprise.

"Maggot, are you looking for trouble? Or are you respecting tradition?" Tricia's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Uh, I thought you guys liked this." Mu Hua spread his hands.

"Perhaps only a mentally twisted necromancer would like this. Hello, my name is Tricia." Tricia shook her head helplessly and stretched out her white palm to Mu Hua.

"Well, okay, I actually don't know much about witches, and maybe some traditions don't need to be followed. Mu Hua, you can call me Mu." Mu Hua gently shook Tricia's hand and introduced himself.

A very beautiful witch. Compared to her exquisite appearance, Mu Hua seems to be more interested in her hair color.

"Well, many witches also have this habit. Most of them don't have any ill intentions. You can curse them back when you meet them." After confirming that Mu Hua was not provoking her, Tricia smiled faintly.

"Forget it. We should still respect traditions. I'm more used to being scolded back." Mu Hua shook his head.

"Preemptive strike? So petty?" Tricia teased.

"No, this is respect. You can understand it as equality between men and women." Mu Hua corrected and looked at Pete, as if asking why Pete brought a witch to see him.

"Mu, Tricia wants to open a soul house in town. I think we need a soul house in our town as well."

"But, as you know, most of the townspeople are ordinary people, and they are somewhat wary of ghosts."

"Most of the guests here are adventurers. Perhaps they also need a soul hut to hone their spiritual strength."

"I want her to build a cabin near your hotel. You see..." Pete explained concisely.

"Soul Hut? Are you a wandering witch?" Mu Hua frowned.

The Soul Hut is also called the Witch's Hut. It is the signature business of the Wandering Witch. In addition to fortune-telling and selling magic potions, its main service is to let the ghost SM the souls of customers...

Well, let the ghost tear the customer's soul in a relatively safe range to achieve the effect of polishing the soul.

Simply put, it helps people improve their spiritual attributes, and the ghosts controlled by the witch can make this process safer.

Although it must be uncomfortable, ghosts, evil spirits, murderous spirits, dead souls, etc., the witch who runs a soul hut usually comes up with a set of ghost companions.

According to the different soul strengths of the customers, they will make reasonable matches, so that every time the customers come, they will feel like being gang-raped by a group of 800-jin fat men, but it will not be fatal. . .

"What? The boss discriminates against homeless witches?" Mu Hua's frown aroused Tricia's displeasure.

"Don't talk nonsense to me, and don't expect me to comfort your fragile hearts. It's not a problem for me to allocate a piece of land for you to build a witch hut, but if you want to do business here, you have to abide by my rules." Mu Hua said in the same unhappy tone.

Women are troublesome, and boxing women are even more troublesome. Even more troublesome than that type are the succubi who defend their rights and the wandering witches who fight against discrimination.

Women hate the former, and both men and women hate the latter. Their hearts are not necessarily fragile, but they are very capable of causing trouble, and they will always talk to you endlessly about certain words.

The most bizarre thing is that there always seem to be some people who empathize with them.

Everything else is fine, but Mu Hua can't stand this the most. If he is annoyed by this situation, he will even want to kill someone.

Well, being weak and having the ability to think does not necessarily mean that one can do it.

Now, for the sake of the witch's life safety, Mu Hua must stop this trend in time.

"Rules? You tell me." Seemingly good at reading people's expressions, Tricia curled her lips. She didn't argue with Mu Hua about his attitude and asked directly.

"Hehe, I didn't think that a witch would come to build a hut at my doorstep, so how could I just do it without saying anything?" Mu Hua was quite satisfied with Tricia's tough attitude. If the other party was sarcastic, Mu Hua would definitely let her get out.

The number of witches is still very small, and wandering witches are not that common. This also means that some people who want to polish their souls have to run quite far to find a witch hut.

Perhaps it was the development brought by the courtyard that Pete didn't shy away from a wandering witch who wanted to open a witch's hut in town, and it didn't hurt to have a spirit hut nearby.

After a little thought, Mu Hua still couldn't figure it out. Compared to setting some rules and regulations for Tricia, Mu Hua preferred to avoid trouble.

"You run your witch hut, but don't involve the hotel in anything. I can also make potions, so you should agree on the price with Deman." Pointing to the potions on a wine cabinet, Mu Hua said to Tricia.

"Is that so? That makes sense. What about the land issue? Should we rent or sell it?" Tricia looked at Mu Hua in surprise. Loren Star is a world for settlers. Most of the consumption here is cheaper than in the courtyard, only the land is more expensive.

As the rear base of mankind, although the land in the Magic Empire is privately owned, it is expensive. In many cases, you may not be able to buy it even if you have money.

Like Gravizi and the other devil muscle men who came to the town to buy houses, they already had their own land and houses in Loren.

After selling the land over there and exchanging it for the land here, the land of Loren Star belongs to the settlers. In this respect, the settlers have an absolute sense of superiority over the adventurers who come from the courtyards. They always remind Mu Hua of those self-reliant demolition generations.

Tricia wants to build a witch hut, so she definitely needs some land. Mu Hua is not very familiar with this aspect, so he motioned Deman to come forward and explain.

"It's not appropriate to buy land, Miss Witch. I guess you're not sure you'll stay here forever, right?"

"Instead of buying, it's better to rent." Deman understood, and his face was almost smiling when he talked to Tricia.

Well, there is no need to think too much about it. Mu Hua is sure that this guy is definitely not happy about making money.

The fat guy Deman has good teeth and is not picky about food. Tricia is so beautiful that she is bubbling with beauty. This guy has a tendency to stick out his tongue.

"As for the rent, we are not short of that little money, and we will definitely not worry about this..." Deman's slightly flattering tone made Mu Hua want to hit him, but he was interrupted by Tricia before he could finish his words.

"Wait a moment." As a wandering witch, Tricia was not as unruly as Mu Hua imagined. Even when interrupting Deman, Tricia gave Deman an apologetic smile.

Well, the fat guy is even more hopeless. With the upturned corner of his mouth, he looks like an old father looking at his own little cotton-padded jacket.

It is undeniable that witches are generally beautiful, mysterious and exquisite. If they are not deliberately repelling, they are quite friendly and charming. It is definitely not a good idea to let ordinary people communicate business matters with a witch.

"Mu, you are a necromancer, right? Do you have any undead followers?"

"I have mastered a magic mark called 'Mark of Corpses'. It is a semi-permanent magic mark."

"Engraving it on the body of the undead can prevent the undead from emitting the breath of death to the outside world. At the same time, it can also enhance the growth of the undead to a certain extent."

"The cottage I want to build is not big. I can help your undead followers to carve the characters. How about that as an offset to the rent?" Tricia asked Mu Hua.

"Corpse Mark? Isn't that a high-level compound magic?" Mu Hua hesitated. Is this Tricia so powerful?
He now has a better understanding of necromancy. This magic is not easy to learn, and most high-level necromancers cannot master it.
"Yes, there is such magic, but my Corpse Mark is an inherent magic." Tricia said in a calm tone, but her eyes could not hide her pride.

"Oh..." Mu Hua suddenly realized, and responded with an attitude even calmer than Tricia. Intrinsic magic depends on the characteristics of magic power, but there are some inherent magics that are not too demanding and can be compatible with some similar magic characteristics.

Mu Hua's reaction surprised Tricia. "Oh, it's gone?" Inherent magic, this is inherent magic, aren't you curious? At least give me a surprise.

Tricia twitched her lips. Mu Hua's attitude made her very unhappy, even more unhappy than when Mu Hua called her a bitch.

"You are trying to get something for nothing." Instead of waiting for Mu Hua's surprise, Tricia only got a playful reply.

"No, that's not the case. The death energy spread by the undead is very troublesome and poses a serious limitation to the necromancer's ability to summon them at any time."

"And, most importantly, this mark can enhance the growth of the undead." Tricia acted like a shrewd businessman.

"Don't talk about growth. The growth of the undead mainly depends on meditation and magic. Even if the death energy helps their growth, they can just find a place with a strong death energy. Why bother making a mark?"

“And even if it’s troublesome, it’s because high-level undead will have adverse effects on ordinary people. But spreading death energy is a deterrent method for high-level undead.”

"Hehe, a high-level undead. Even if we take a step back, if you want to cultivate it, it must be at least a dependent. Are you sure I have it?" Mu Hua said with a smile. Although he belittled it, he felt that this corpse mark was not bad.

"Of course, there is no need to imprint low-level undead, but the black-armored skeleton general will already have a significant impact on the outside world. There are many adventurers who don't have psychic physiques, and it's not just ordinary people who are afraid of death."

"He's just a black-armored skeleton general. Just because he doesn't exist now doesn't mean he won't exist in the future." Tricia looked like she was investing in Mu Hua with an 'I'm counting on you' expression on her face.

"Heh, in the future? Can you help me engrave my followers? Undead above the rank of Black-Armored Skeleton General?" Mu Hua waved his hand generously, like a fool, and smiled while shaking his head.

"Of course, but forget about the detained undead. It's not a good thing to mark them." Tricia smiled and narrowed her eyes, but added cautiously.

"Okay, you can talk. All right. Having a witch hut will also be good for the hotel's business." He smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head, as if he knew that Tricia was setting a trap for him, but he didn't care.

"Hehe, Mu, don't worry, after the business opens, you can also take time to come to my cabin."

"As long as you are not busy, I can give you the soul polishing work for free."

"Believe me, you have definitely made a decision that is worth the money. The tempering of the soul is too important for a necromancer. Having a witch to take care of it for you is safer and more efficient than doing it yourself."

Tricia no longer maintained her serious expression, her eyes sparkled brightly, like a fox that had stolen grapes.

At this time, Mu Hua was more concerned about the magical life. As for the corpse mark?

Haha, after this is done, Mu Hua would like to see how many followers this pretty witch can imprint on him.

(End of this chapter)