Mission Rewards: New Developments with Miss Witch

The circular patterns of the teleportation array slowly dissipated as Luo Wei and the other two returned to the old riverside house.

The sweltering summer heat of Saint Callen felt particularly oppressive to Luo Wei, who had just returned from the snowy northern mountains. He took off his heavy coat and glanced around the empty house.

Having been away for over half a month, a thin layer of dust had settled everywhere—clear proof that Ophelia hadn’t been staying here. Whenever Luo Wei wasn’t home, she rarely came back, after all. Whether it was the grandeur of Hagerlitz Palace or her private estate, both were far more comfortable than this place. The dignified princess had complained more than once or twice about his shabby little room...

"We’re finally home! Nothing beats being back~" Helena beamed with joy the moment they stepped inside. Like an energetic little maid, she immediately threw open the windows to air out the house and began diligently dusting the living room with a feather duster.

"It’s so hot..." Tilis suddenly found herself missing the cool climate of Thornflower Keep. After a moment’s thought, she snapped her fingers, and a wave of magical energy instantly cooled the room.

Her violet eyes then drifted toward Helena. Tilis opened her mouth, about to offer a quick cleaning spell to help out. But seeing the girl humming cheerfully as she happily went about her chores, she decided against it.

"Helena really is such a diligent child..." Tilis mused to herself.

Luo Wei stepped outside, squinting against the harsh summer sunlight as he retrieved a thick stack of newspapers from the mailbox. He settled back onto the sofa and idly flipped through them.

While catching up on the major and minor events that had unfolded in Saint Callen over the past few weeks, he also checked his mission rewards. The system notifications had popped up back at Thornflower Keep, but he’d been too busy bidding farewell to his teacher to pay much attention at the time.

[1. Distribute 20 attribute points freely]

After some consideration, Luo Wei allocated 15 points to Magic and used the remaining to shore up his weaker stats.

[Attributes: Strength: 50, Constitution: 30, Agility: 50, Charm: 100, Inspiration: 49, Sanity: 45, Magic: 35]

Finally, he’d managed to correct some of the imbalance in his "human incubus" build. His stats were now on par with the official supernaturals from the Special Affairs Department.

Of course, this was just his baseline. In an actual fight, he had other cards up his sleeve—his true combat prowess far exceeded what his attribute sheet suggested.

[1. Random Low-tier Talent Reward: Night Stalker (Vampire Clan)]

[The night belongs to the Vampire Clan. Movement under cover of darkness greatly enhances stealth and agility, making detection by enemies difficult.]

[2. Random Mid-tier Skill Reward: Eltuga School Healing Spell]

[An ancient primal nature spell, collected and refined by the Magic Association. Accelerates wound healing, stops bleeding, and restores stamina.]

[3. Random High-tier Skill Reward: Eltuga School Teleportation Spell (Rune Stone)]

[Cast on a pre-marked rune stone to instantly return to the recorded location (Range: Northern Continent, spell cannot be interrupted, can carry up to three additional targets).]

Luo Wei hadn’t expected the system to reward him with two spells from the Eltuga School. Their magic was notoriously advanced, far more esoteric than what was recorded in "Gould’s Book of Magic." Fortunately, skill rewards came with instant mastery, sparing him the need for study.

The healing spell wasn’t particularly useful for someone with Vampire Clan traits like him, but it could be a lifesaver for his companions. Who’d have thought he’d now be able to moonlight as a church cleric, healing the sick and wounded?

Speaking of Eltuga, this was the so-called "God of Magic" that Tilis often mentioned—the legendary mortal who ascended to godhood. The "Magic Association" referenced in the skill description was the precursor to the Arcane Hermitage, the official magical organization during the Age of the Magic Empire.

Beyond these, there was one more reward—one he’d anticipated.

[Evelyn]

[Affection: 100]

[Affection Reward: Containment Voucher/1]

[In recognition of your efforts in managing the Anomalous Species Containment Facility, partial Phase Two permissions are hereby granted.]

[Outside the containment facility, this voucher functions as an extension of its authority. Upon selecting a target and meeting containment conditions, immediate containment is possible.]

This was the first time Luo Wei had received a reward tied to the Anomalous Species Containment Facility—and its implications were enormous.

With this voucher, he no longer needed to go through the hassle of luring targets into the old house. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He even felt the sudden urge to drag Tilis straight to the Siston Theocracy and use it on that meddling pink-haired woman.

Teacher Evelyn truly was his angel. Her 50-affection reward had saved him from his sister’s clutches time and again, and now her 100-affection reward had outright rewritten the rules of the game.

Was this the prestige of being the sole heroine in the second playthrough?

But then again, what did "Phase Two permissions" mean? Luo Wei frowned in thought. Could the containment facility evolve into something else in the future?

As he pondered this, the rich aroma of black tea wafted toward him.

Luo Wei accepted the teacup without looking up. "Thanks, Helena."

"You’re welcome," Tilis replied with a smile.

"Huh?" Luo Wei blinked, realizing it was the witch’s hand that had handed him the tea.

This was unusual. Normally, it was Helena who quietly served him tea while he read the papers. Tilis, always buried in her research, rarely bothered with such things.

What was even stranger was the way Tilis was staring at him—her violet eyes unblinking, making him shift uncomfortably.

Setting the cup down, Luo Wei asked, "Tilis... is something wrong?"

"D-do you..." She hesitated, fidgeting slightly before finally murmuring, "Haven’t you noticed... anything different about me?"

"Different?" Luo Wei had no idea where this was going.

"Mm..." A faint blush crept across Tilis’ cheeks as she nodded shyly.

"Well..." Luo Wei studied her face skeptically. "I guess there is something..."

"Right? Right?" The witch perked up eagerly.

Luo Wei nodded. "You’ve gotten prettier."

He wasn’t just being sweet—Tilis genuinely looked more radiant, as if she’d undergone some subtle transformation.

Of course, it wasn’t due to makeup or any "cosmetic enhancements." Her new body simply lacked the dark circles and exhausted pallor from weeks of sleepless research.

Makes sense—this body was freshly crafted, barely a few days old. Naturally, it hadn’t endured the skin dullness and puffy eye bags from chronic sleep deprivation...

"Oh, is that all..." Tilis seemed disappointed by his answer. Unconsciously, she straightened her posture slightly.

"Yes." Luo Wei poked her cheek, her skin as smooth and tender as a peeled egg, making it impossible for him to resist touching it again and again.

"Stop messing around!" Tilis pouted, looking a little dejected. "I worked so hard on this... Can you really not tell at all...?"

Luo Wei couldn't help but smirk. "Alright, alright, I see it now. Your chest got bigger."

Admittedly, compared to her previously flat figure—almost on par with Helena’s—there was now a subtle but noticeable curve. Her chest had indeed grown a bit.

Though... to him, it was just a slight change. Not that he blamed Tilis. After experiencing the overwhelming "magnificence" of Professor Evelyn firsthand, anything within normal proportions just didn’t quite measure up anymore...

"Pretty good, right? You like it, don’t you?" The witch beamed with delight before grabbing Luo Wei’s hand. "Go on, feel it! I followed exactly what you said—didn’t get greedy, just a little bigger! And I did it!"

Luo Wei burst out laughing. It had just been a teasing remark he’d casually thrown at her in the Dreamlands, yet she’d taken it to heart...

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