Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

Chapter 76 The Witch Lady Who Is Not Good at Raising Children

At first, Merlin had no clear idea of what the witch called herself: the witch of immortality.
Angelica said that she would not age and would not die. Time has proved everything. When Merlin was still an ignorant boy, he did not know magic and his height was only up to the witch's chest. The witch at that time was exactly the same as she is now.
Five years later, Merlin had grown into a wizard and was taller than Angelica, but she was still the same as before.

"You have changed a lot."
"You mean height?"
"Of course I'm talking about the fact that you're becoming more and more perverted. When I was willing to teach you magic, I never thought about preventing you from stealing my changed pantyhose."

"The teacher's beauty is unmatched. I am just expressing my love for the teacher in my own way!"
"I don't remember teaching you in this direction."
Angelica glared at Merlin angrily. Over the past few years, Merlin's magical talent had improved by leaps and bounds, and his personality had also become more and more perverted. He used to be a young boy who would blush and be at a loss when he saw her face, but now he has completely turned into a pervert who is not wrongly imprisoned for harassment.

Angelica didn't do anything at all, at most she gave Merlin some corporal punishment when teaching him magic.
For example, he asked Merlin to sit on his back and use him as a stool, or asked Merlin to lie on his back on the ground and use his feet in stockings to trample his abdomen. How could a good boy grow up to be a pervert? It's really unpredictable.
"By the way, teacher, if I become successful, can you consider that request?"

"Request? You mean propose?"
Merlin nodded excitedly, but Angelica was quite helpless.
"You haven't given up yet."

"I hope the teacher can seriously give me a chance."
Angelica never hated suitors, she even thought it would be strange if she didn't have any suitors wherever she went, but Angelica would not accept suitors. It wasn't that she liked to keep the suitors hanging, because Angelica knew that there would be no good result in the end.
Unexpectedly, this child, after seeing such a sharp contrast of changes, still did not choose to give up.

It's pretty clear, isn't it? When Merlin was still learning magic, the witch was a girl; when Merlin had learned magic, the witch was still a girl; one day in the future, Merlin might become an old man, but the witch would still be beautiful girl.
However, Angelica did not reject Merlin outright.
Merlin is very talented and intelligent, he will understand it sooner or later as long as he continues to study magic.
"Then let's make a deal. If you can become a big shot at the level of the chief magician of the kingdom's court, I can consider granting you a request."

"really……?"
Merlin couldn't believe it, but he felt troubled by the witch's request. The Chief Magician of the Kingdom's Palace, as the name suggests, is the most authoritative magician in the kingdom and the kingdom's right-hand man. All major and minor decisions related to magic in the country are under the responsibility of the Chief Magician of the Kingdom's Palace and he provides direct guidance.
Every chief magician in the royal court of a kingdom is a great magician who is worthy of being recorded in history. Although Merlin has achieved some success at this time, the position of chief magician in the royal court of a kingdom is a high position that is out of reach for him.

But this is an opportunity.
A chance to pursue the witch with a legitimate reason.
The boyish innocence had not yet left Merlin, and he believed from the bottom of his heart that he could do it.

"Don't regret it, teacher."
"Well, I won’t regret it."
"If I become the chief magician of the royal court... I will ask you to step on me with your boots that you have worn for several days and you are not allowed to regret it!"

"Why did the requirement become this?! And why do you emphasize wearing it for several days?"
"Because it means that the boots have the smell and mark of [N O V E L I G H T] the teacher..."
"What a pervert! Get down the mountain quickly, you stupid disciple!"

——About eleven years later.
The witch never left the Misty Mountains again. One day, a familiar guest arrived in the courtyard of the Misty Mountains.
A man dressed in a wizard's robe stood in the courtyard. He knew that the witch would grow vegetables, herbs and flowers in her spare time. The witch usually chose to grow irises and violets in her garden, but compared with vegetables and herbs, the witch was not very interested in growing flowers.

The witch said that irises were her favorite flowers, so she chose to grow them, but the witch often forgot to water them, remove insects, and weed them, and none of them survived more than a year.
"Eh? Isn't this Merlin? You came back so quickly?"
"Teacher, it's been eleven years already?"

A man dressed as a Magician : Merlin says this to the witch Angelica as she walks out of the house.
"Eleven years? It's no different to me than eleven months."
Eleven months is almost the same as a school year, but there are only a few eleven years in a person's life. Angelica is an exception. She has spent countless eleven years, but not many of them are special.

"You seem to have matured a lot, stupid disciple."
Merlin, who left the Misty Mountains, was like a boy who set out on a hike. When he returned, he was already a mature magician, at least in appearance. He gave people the feeling of "try to rely on this man." If he were in an adventure team or a town, he would be a captain or president.
"Really? But you don't seem as mature as before, teacher. The flower garden... is basically ruined."

"I can't help it. The flower garden was previously cleaned by the stupid disciples. After you left, I took care of it by myself, and it ended up like this. The irises all withered, and I was sad for a long time."
"…If you're sad, why not try to take care of it yourself? If you leave it alone, whatever you plant in the flowerbed will wither."
"What are you talking about, stupid disciple? No matter how I think about it, it's all your fault for leaving and the flowers that withered so carelessly."

Angelica argued like a naughty child.
Merlin recalled Angelica's previous habits and could roughly guess what was going on.
"Teacher, you are not going to stand in front of the flower bed again and leave without doing anything?"

"It's not like I'm doing nothing. As the saying goes, a beautiful woman deserves a beautiful treatment—"
Angelica straightened her chest confidently.
"When the flowers see a beautiful girl like me, shouldn't they feel that they should bloom even harder to match me? No matter how you think about it, this is the most suitable nutrient."

"Please at least give them a minimum amount of water."
Merlin held his forehead. Angelica was still the same as always. She believed that beautiful girls (referring to herself) were the best nutrients. She would walk around the flower garden every day and then go back to stay at home.
Angelica still kept this habit after Merlin left. She said she liked this kind of flower, but she kept it in such a messy way.

"Teacher, you haven't changed at all."