I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 9 Scarlet Witch

The sun at noon was so bright that it was dazzling, but the townspeople who were watching not far from the coffin could not feel the warmth at all. They stared at the coffin that was shaking crazily, as if it would suddenly explode in the next second.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" The doctor responsible for treating Lancelot froze on the spot and kept mumbling.

"Nothing is impossible." The cold voice fell, and a graceful figure appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

Gloria's light chestnut curly hair lay lazily on her shoulders, her perfect body was tightly wrapped in a blood-red robe, and her delicate skin was dazzlingly white under the sunlight.

The appearance of the witch made everyone present take a breath. The next second, the townspeople knelt down one after another and humbly put their heads close to the ground. They expressed their awe in this way.

Gloria had a hint of ridicule on her lips, she was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.

"Crack!" The coffin board was lifted open by an invisible force, flew several meters away, and then hit the ground heavily.

I saw Lancelot's body spring up straight from the coffin, maintaining a standing posture.

The light from the outside world made Lancelot close his eyes quickly, and after a few seconds he tried to slowly open them.

"What is going on?!" Lancelot looked at a woman in red robe standing in front of him.

He subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but found that he couldn't move at all.

The townspeople lying on the ground also heard the sound of cracking boards, and no one dared to raise their heads to see what happened.

Gloria's purple pupils examined the trembling townspeople, and asked in a cold tone: "Who is the mayor of this town?"

Robert hesitated for two seconds when he heard the words, then slowly raised his right hand, stood up and bowed deeply: "Dear witch, I am the mayor of the town, Robert."

"You are a wizard too, right?"

Gloria's tone was cold.

"Yes, it is."

"Very well, now I order you in the name of the God of Wizards to raise this child to adulthood."

"What?"

"What a joke!"

"That is, if you adopt this devil, do you want us to die?!"

Before Rob could give an answer, there was a burst of noise from the crowd, and it was obvious that ten thousand people were unwilling.

At this time, Lancelot stood in the coffin, looking at the scene in front of him with a confused expression.

[Why did Gloria’s robe turn blood red?]

[These guys seem to be different from the fishermen at the port]

The humble behavior of the townspeople was not entirely driven by fear, but also by a sense of fanatical admiration.

【Why do I remember that she stutters?】

Rob felt his heart beating wildly. He took a peek at the witch and found that she was looking at him, like a cat looking at a mouse.

Even when facing those extraordinary high-level wizards in the Wizarding Academy, I have never felt such a strong sense of oppression.

Poor Rob is just a junior wizard, and he knows that disobeying the witch's orders will only lead to death.

"As you command, Lady Witch!"

Upon hearing Rob's answer, the townspeople who had been protesting loudly a second ago fell silent.

Even the mayor, who was a wizard, did not dare to refuse, and there was nothing he could do to change the matter of adopting Lancelot.

They are not fools. If they really offend the witch, they may turn the boy's funeral into their own.

【Master Witch?】

The scene before him made Lancelot begin to doubt his broken memory. According to the previous information, the witch was an ominous sign, but now she became the object of worship of this group of people.

"Very good." The witch glanced at the crowd and continued in a cold tone: "I understand your concerns. His name is Lancelot. He is just an ordinary person and will not cause any trouble."

Rob nodded respectfully and said in a flattering tone: "It is an honor for me to serve the witch."

"However, if he is harmed in the slightest, I will make the town disappear from the map." After saying this, the witch turned and walked towards Lancelot.

Looking at the witch's graceful figure, Lancelot's mind was filled with doubts.

Ever since I traveled to this different world, everything I have experienced has been so unreal.

Gloria walked up to Lancelot, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

The next second, the witch's fiery figure slowly moved closer to the boy. Lancelot felt his heart beating crazily, and Gloria's beautiful face also moved closer and closer.

"I'm sorry, Lancelot, I will come back to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the witch's figure disappeared from the spot.

Lancelot looked blankly at the people lying on the ground in front of him, completely unable to remember what had just happened.

Many years later, Lancelot learned that Gloria had used magic to erase most of his memories.

After the witch disappeared, the surrounding area fell into silence. The townspeople looked at each other in confusion, and the air around them seemed to be about to solidify.

"Everyone, please get up." Rob lowered his head and said to everyone, his tone trembling.

The townspeople got up from the ground one after another, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lancelot again.

Although the witch assured that the boy was a harmless ordinary person, only a fool would believe the witch's words after witnessing the boy's resurrection from the dead.

The boy's name was Lancelot, and that was the only thing they knew so far.

"What is the relationship between the witch and this boy?" Robert thought to himself, taking a meaningful look at Lancelot who was standing not far away.

Rob ordered the two Hank brothers to return Lancelot to the town and then decide how to resettle him.

To be honest, Rob was most afraid of getting into this kind of trouble. The few young and beautiful maids at home were enough for him to take care of.

On the one hand, Rob didn't want to waste energy taking care of Lancelot, but on the other hand, he didn't dare to disobey the witch's orders.

"Everyone, please go back first. I will make proper arrangements for this child." Robert said this and then headed towards the town.

——

That evening, Rob was pacing his study, looking very irritable and uninterested in the low-cut maid who brought him warm coffee.

Rob knew he was in big trouble, and the appearance of Lancelot broke the peace of the town.

The witch must have chosen to foster Lancelot in a small town instead of raising him herself for some special reason.

From this, Rob speculated that the witch would not be back in a short time.

As we all know, Tucker Town not only has simple folk customs, but also has a prosperous life.

Therefore, these poor little things can find their new home in Tucker Town, and the so-called orphanage has become a decoration.

Lancelot is obviously not among them. No one wants to adopt a child that jumps out of a coffin.

"Orphanage..." Rob said these words unconsciously, as if he suddenly thought of something.

"Haha, just throw this guy into an orphanage." Robber smiled crookedly and realized that he was a genius.

(End of chapter)