So I Became a Witch and Started Doing Daily Quests

Chapter 229: Medical Witchcraft

"Thank you, Bell."

With Bell-Moonshadow’s assistance, Janna manipulated the vines to safely lower the people in the combat training arena onto the ground below. Googlᴇ search novel·fire.net

"You're welcome."

Upon hearing Janna’s thanks, Bell-Moonshadow simply shook her head, then quietly stepped aside, watching Janna as she treated the wounded.

"Buzz—"

Accompanied by a surge of emerald light between Janna’s hands, under her witchcraft of Rapid Healing, the injuries on Vivian’s body had essentially healed.

However, due to Vivian remaining in a prolonged Berserk state, her stamina had been overly depleted, which was why she hadn’t woken up yet.

As for the other three, Andre-Green’s injuries were the most severe.

As an elemental-type apprentice with a B-rank High Temperature talent, his constitution was inherently weaker than that of Bloodline-side apprentices.

Even though Lei Jiyun had held back his strength at Janna’s prior request, the naturally violent property of lightning magic had still inflicted substantial trauma on Andre-Green’s small frame, requiring Janna considerable effort to fully heal him.

As for Marlowe-Haig and Nia-Flame, their injuries weren’t serious—just some minor external wounds.

A short period of rest would be enough for recovery.

Especially Nia-Flame, as a Bloodline-side apprentice, her superficial wounds would mostly self-heal given a bit more time, requiring no further treatment from Janna.

Letting out a long breath and looking at the now fully recovered group, Janna, having finished the treatment, stood up.

"Pfft, Janna, you really are something."

Standing by and watching the entire treatment process, Hugh-Stone finally walked over and praised her with a chuckle.

"With your current strength, you might even be able to spar with a third-tier witch apprentice now, huh?"

Whether it was those mysterious Contracted Creatures or Janna’s dazzling array of witchcraft techniques, they were enough to ensure she would be undefeated in a battle against a third-tier witch apprentice.

"I haven’t tried yet, but in terms of witchcraft alone, I could probably hold my own."

In fact, all of Janna’s current witchcraft levels were already on par with third-tier apprentices. If she were to duel someone like Richard-Eva or Soro-Flame, seasoned apprentices, she might not necessarily lose in terms of technique.

Moreover, Janna was well aware that the gap between second-tier and third-tier apprentices didn’t lie in spiritual power, mana, or witchcraft methods, but in the fundamental difference between life and soul.

Third-tier apprentices, in a way, had transcended mortal flesh and entered the realm of extraordinary life—like Soro-Flame, who could regenerate severed limbs with ease.

Or third-tier apprentices with elemental talents, who could evolve into semi-elemental beings by infusing themselves with elemental power—

Thus, the greatest difference between Janna and those third-tier apprentices was not power, but rather "how difficult they were to kill."

After all, Janna couldn’t regenerate limbs or use a "semi-elemental form" to become immune to all physical attacks.

Given her current constitution, without the Short-Distance Teleportation and Flourishing Guard abilities of the Hundred-Eyed Mirror Demon, she couldn’t possibly withstand a single punch from Soro-Flame.

"I’ve noticed you’ve become quite considerate—actually tending to the wounded after the fight."

Looking at Andre-Green’s fully healed injuries, Hugh-Stone couldn’t help but tease her, even as he marveled at her proficiency in medical witchcraft.

"Well, since I’m the one who injured them, it’s only fair I treat them. They can just pay me in credits once they wake up."

"Credits?"

Hearing Janna’s words, Hugh-Stone couldn’t help but twitch his lips.

"Yes, according to the principle of equivalent exchange, Andre owes me five credits—Marlowe’s injuries are lighter, so one credit is enough."

Hearing Janna’s logical and reasonable explanation, this time, Hugh-Stone couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"What about Vivian? How many credits are you charging her?"

"She’s free."

The following combat challenges were mostly initiated by second-year apprentices who had just broken through to second-tier after the New Year, challenging third-year apprentices.

But without exception, all these challenges ended in failure.

During this period, Marlowe-Haig, Nia-Flame, and Andre-Green all gradually regained consciousness.

Among them, after learning that Janna had healed their injuries, neither Marlowe-Haig nor Andre-Green needed any reminders. Having deeply understood Janna’s "Witch’s Principle of Equivalent Exchange" back in the Swamp Secret Realm, Marlowe-Haig took the lead in paying his credits.

"I finally understand why you didn’t want to tell me the reason."

While Janna was collecting credits, Nia-Flame suddenly spoke beside her, seemingly out of nowhere, causing Janna to turn her head in mild confusion.

"It’s because you were afraid I wouldn’t be able to accept the truth, right?"

Upon hearing this, Janna finally remembered what Nia-Flame had been referring to—the question she had asked before the combat challenge, about why Janna had accepted a "one-versus-four" match. At the time, Janna’s answer had been, "I can’t say for now."

Now, facing Nia-Flame’s slightly aggrieved question, Janna paused for a few seconds, then looked at her calmly and replied:

"My lack of response back then was because I didn’t know how to answer. At that moment, I wasn’t confident I could defeat all of you. But I wanted to try—

"And that reason, I felt, might leave a bad impression in the context of the time, so I didn’t answer immediately."

Her tone was sincere and gentle.

Under the activation of her Sound of Nature talent, Janna’s words—calm yet full of honesty—seemed to pluck at the heartstrings of the usually prideful and aggressive Nia-Flame. In that moment, all her frustration and grievance seemed to melt away into a tranquil pool.

"I hope this answer satisfies you."

"S-satisfied..."

Under the effect of the Celestial Voice talent, the proud and defiant Nia-Flame transformed in an instant, her tough exterior fading away, and even her response stuttered.

"Alright, that’s all for today’s class. Dismissed."

"Goodbye, Professor Eva—"

As Grace-Eva announced the end of class, Janna nodded toward Nia-Flame, then turned around and walked over to the still unconscious Vivian.