I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 60 - 60 059 The Sliding and Game of Emotions

?Chapter 60: 059 The Sliding and Game of Emotions Chapter 60: 059 The Sliding and Game of Emotions “Oh my god~~” Chen Shuyun stared blankly at the door, recalling the scene she had just witnessed with a look of doubt clouding her face. She swallowed and listened intently for any sound coming from inside the room.

After returning from Lin An’s home last time, she oddly felt that the Suppression Witchcraft her sister had used on her had become somewhat strange. Not only had her nightmares about ‘a swirling vortex of iridescent white light engulfing her’ finally ceased, but she also experienced problems with her spellcasting.

For minor witchcraft, it had become especially easy, but for larger spells, it was as if an indescribable net was limiting her ability to cast them.

Overall, it actually didn’t feel too bad; at least she didn’t have to endure pain with every little spell she attempted.

Having figured this out over the past couple of days, Chen Shuyun had been wanting to apologize to Lin An.

About that night’s events…

Moreover, she had taken his work and couldn’t return it because it involved her sister…

All in all, she was quite conflicted. She took a taxi to Lin An’s neighborhood, used witchcraft to bypass the security guard and avoid being captured by surveillance cameras, and arrived at Lin An’s doorstep with some trepidation.

But she was utterly shocked when she stepped out of the elevator.

She could feel her sister’s presence in Lin An’s home again!

And it was the presence of her sister casting spells!

Oh no, she hadn’t inadvertently harmed Lin An, had she? With this thought, she could no longer care about anything else and rushed over, using witchcraft to unlock the door. What she saw was a “battle” that was quite different from the one she had envisioned.

Um, this kind of battle scene was a little too stimulating.

Chen Shuyun blinked, allowing the surge of emotions within her to settle, and then heard a soft whoosh of flames burning from inside the room and quickly pushed the door open once more.

She saw her sister transformed into a fireball, flying out of the window.

And there was Lin An, clutching his chest and frowning towards the window.

Just now, rage had coursed through him, making him lash out at Chen Xinmi, yet his mind managed to remain clear. His intellect, enhanced by spirituality, allowed him to observe that Chen Xinmi seemed to be using a vibrating technique to shatter the emotions of anger crystallizing in his heart.

Furthermore, it changed multiple times.

When snapping her fingers, it seemed to be the influence of sound on emotions, when striking with knuckles, it was the physical impact with an offensive effect on emotions, but the final act of transforming into fire and pushing him away appeared to be the true form the witchcraft should take, as the effect was the best.

This method of shattering emotions was incredibly useful.

If he wasn’t mistaken, this might even be a technique for interrupting someone else’s spellcasting.

He would have to ask Miao Miao how to use it another day.

“You… you’re okay, right?” Chen Shuyun’s voice had a uniquely gentle timbre.

Lin An, with a pained expression, certainly didn’t look okay. She hurriedly entered the room and crouched down, extending her hand, only to see Lin An reflexively shrink back.

“I… I can heal you,” Chen Shuyun tried to sound as sincere as possible. “I often went with Shasha to heal people… injured by my sister… um, I mean to say, I’ve learned some healing witchcraft from her.”

Lin An indeed felt terrible.

His chest, where Chen Xinmi’s slender fist had struck, felt as though it had been hammered by a sledgehammer, especially since this unique force came with reverberations.

The pain ebbed and flowed as if a man with a hammer was incessantly striking him—80! 80! 80!…

From his ribs to his heart, the pain was intense.

He watched Chen Shuyun warily, but seeing her crouched in front of him making her best effort to smile, he fell silent for a moment and released his hand.

Chen Shuyun’s hand looked very white, so white it seemed to glow.

Oh, it was indeed glowing, a faint white radiance touching his chest, spreading a briskly cool sensation rapidly.

The pain quickly dissipated into nothing.

This feeling, Lin An had experienced once before, when the witch Shasha had treated him—it was the same cool sensation, which felt quite magical. (Chapter 23)
Witchcraft, truly a Super Dimensional magic, could instantly heal bodily pains and injuries.

He was surprised and tried to stand, but Chen Shuyun quickly stopped him, “Take it easy. I’m not as skillful as Shasha. You need to let your body rest a bit and then slowly get up. That’s the only way you’ll fully recover.”

Lin An nodded, looking at Chen Shuyun who was so near, and furrowed his brows slightly. “Thank you, but may I ask what brings you to my home this time?”

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, pointing outside the window, “Your sister was really here this time, but she just left.”

Chen Shuyun appeared somewhat hesitant with an indecisive demeanor.

Then, she suddenly stood up, pulled out a bank card from her pocket, and bowed deeply with hands held high presenting the card.

“I’m sorry!”

She shouted forcefully, even though her voice still sounded soft, “I… I came to apologize!”

“I shouldn’t have broken into your house, I shouldn’t have threatened you, shouldn’t have used witchcraft on you, and shouldn’t have taken your painting!”

“But I… I… I cannot return that painting to you, so I wanted to offer you some form of compensation.”

“I asked around, and I heard you took a loan for your house, so I took out all my savings. Maybe this can help you, please accept it!”

So that’s how it is…

Lin An silently retracted the red string he had just secretly swirled around his arm and also withdrew from the ‘Spirit Cat State.’ He then observed the bank card presented before him with some bewilderment.

“What?”

Chen Shuyun lowered her head, looking especially serious, “I don’t know what I can do to compensate you. This is all the money I’ve saved since I opened my yoga studio in Shenhou City after graduating. Although it’s only a little over a million, it’s all the money I have.”

Down to the last cent, she didn’t even feel right keeping any for herself.

A little over a million!

Lin An gasped in surprise. Is running a yoga studio that lucrative?

This woman looked about the same age as himself; how could she have earned so much so young? It was downright envy-inducing.

But…

He felt that if Chen Shuyun was compensating him, he could accept it without any guilt.

Yet it seemed as though an opportunity had presented itself in his predicament…

Lin An sharply sensed the opportunity!

Looking at the earnest Chen Shuyun in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up, “Take your money back. I do have something I need your help with, though.”

“Hmm?” Chen Shuyun looked up blankly at him, and when she saw Lin An starting to stand up, she quickly walked over to help him, waiting until he was seated before asking, “What is it?”

Her face was full of suspicion, but it seemed as if she realized something, and her expression gradually became serious, “You’re not going to ask me to help you with my sister… are you?”

Hiss~
As she thought about it, she suddenly took in a sharp breath. For some reason, she imagined a scenario where suddenly, a man was in her home, and in the morning, this man would emerge from her sister’s room, cheerfully greeting her with, “Good morning, dear little auntie…”

“No, no, no!” She waved her hands somewhat frantically.

Lin An looked at her, perplexed, “What sister?”

“Ah? It’s not that?” Chen Shuyun breathed a sigh of relief but suddenly became wary again. Refusing to take the money and asking for help instead—could it mean that the favor he needed was even more difficult than earning a million?

She instinctively took a step back, accidentally bumping into the wall, and jumped in fright, quivering, “You… tell me first?”

This woman…

She seemed rather neurotic.

It wasn’t just this woman; Chen Xinmi also gave him a feeling of being emotionally unstable. Is this what witches are like? Is this… what I will become in the future?

Lin An sighed, “Chen Shuyun, even if we leave out the incident when you came to my house last time, the fact that you awoke me into a witch without my knowledge is also not right.”

He glanced at the huge white serpent coiled next to Chen Shuyun, noticing how it went from a ferocious, wary pose to a timid and shrinking one, acutely aware of Chen Shuyun’s characteristics that were close to witch-ghoul transformation.

Emotions tend to slide to various extremes.

This was a mirror, but also a leverage point.

Chen Shuyun pursed her lips, her left hand vigorously twisting the fingers of her right, and spoke weakly, “Well, even if witches don’t awaken, they will still accumulate emotions in secret and eventually turn into sorcerer zombies. But I know many people would rather live in the moment, not wanting to confront the reality their identity brings…”

“That’s not the point!” Lin An interrupted her defense, looking at her seriously, “I don’t want to become a witch, nor do I want to be part of the supernatural world. I just want to lead an ordinary, commonplace life.”

Chen Shuyun lifted her head, staring blankly at him.

Lin An appeared calm, expressing his thoughts without agitation but with firm conviction, “I’m an orphan, and life has always been tough for me. The ordinary life that many find unimpressive is what I have long yearned for.”

“You see this house…”

Lin An surveyed the room, a hint of a smile on his face, “It’s not big, but this is my home, mine!”

“I finally have a home and a well-paid job. There’s more ahead of me, waiting for me to work towards and achieve.”

“I don’t crave supernatural powers. You may not understand, but since coming into contact with such powers, all I wanted to use them for was to help with my job, not to do whatever I please.”

And now, all the predicaments are because of you!

The sincere words clearly had a profound impact on Chen Shuyun, a witch in such an emotional state. Chen Shuyun could hardly bear the gleaming eyes of Lin An as he spoke of his longing for a beautiful life, and she looked down again.

“I don’t want to be a witch!”

“But now I have no choice but to become one!”

“I have to deal with my suddenly volatile emotions, suppressing all kinds of urges. Chen Xinmi told me that I need to join a Witch Organization to find ways to manage my emotions.”

“But I really don’t want to be a witch. I know that no matter which Witch Organization I join, I’ll never be able to return to the ordinary life I’ve longed for, and that is more distressing than death to me.”

“Can you understand how I feel?”

Chen Shuyun, with her lips pressed tightly, lifted her head, looking silently at Lin An, and said softly, “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry…”

Her eyes brimmed with tears as she kept repeating the apology.

Right then, a faint brownish-yellow figure appeared in the corner of the room, a squirrel the size of a fist, with its little paws clutched around its knees, crying softly.

The large serpent suddenly awoke, flicking its tongue, and slithered towards the squirrel.

The squirrel became alert, staring at the big snake, trembling.

Interestingly, as Chen Shuyun muttered apologies, the path between the large snake and the squirrel seemed to grow longer and longer.