Chapter 39: Witch Dier

Owen was quite pleased with the achievements he had made recently. Although he only provided some immature ideas and insufficient supplies, and he didn’t even participate in the actual management and operation, he should at least take two-thirds of the credit. Rounding it up, the credit was all his. After all, he was the lord, and everyone else was his subordinate. If the credit wasn’t his, then whose could it be?

Of course, Owen was still quite democratic. If anyone had any objections, they were welcome to speak up. The gallows were still empty.

After amusing himself for a while, Owen had a cup of tea and, while his mind was still sharp, continued to deal with the matters at hand.

The newly joined serfs were completely loyal. As long as the benefits continued, these serfs and peasants would be his most steadfast supporters.

As for the hundreds of surrendered soldiers, they could be converted through the barracks during the winter.

So the last problem was Baron Swan, Correns, and Viscount Flying Dragon’s wife, Dier.

As the first noble to submit to Owen, Correns was ambitious, capable, and unwilling to be ordinary, much like the elite men in his previous life who climbed over their colleagues to get ahead. You might not like him, but you couldn’t deny his abilities.

This kind of person was a disaster for colleagues, but he posed no threat to Owen. After all, had you ever seen a boss who was afraid of his subordinates being too capable and ambitious?

Correns’ ambition and ability needed a platform to be displayed, and all the rewards and glory he received came from Owen’s bestowal. Therefore, as long as he still had ambition and still wanted to climb higher, he would only sink deeper and deeper, never escaping Owen’s grasp for the rest of his life. After all, no worker could resist the temptation of promotion, a raise, and becoming a manager. Therefore, the only problem he faced now was Viscount Flying Dragon’s wife, Dier.

This woman, upon first sight, reminded Owen of the many unmentionable comics he had seen in his previous life, because such an unscientific figure was simply impossible to find in reality, even with plastic surgery. It lacked the natural beauty.

Lady Dier, with her blonde hair and blue eyes, had such an exaggerated figure that even when they stood face to face, their lips were still a foot apart. And when they stood back to back, the gap between them was wide enough for a dog to jump through.

For the first time, Owen had a worry that he might expose his shortcomings. After all, he was just an ordinary human, lacking in a certain aspect.

Of course, the problem wasn’t Owen’s little thoughts, nor was it his lack of ability. It was Maya who confirmed that Dier possessed the bloodline of a witch.

As the head maid of a Countess with a special hobby, Maya had handled no less than eight hundred women, from different ages to different races, from different figures to different hair colors. She was well-informed and had personally assessed many witches, so she recognized it immediately.

There were many types of spellcasters in this world. Although mages were currently the mainstream, they were not the only ones.

The reason why mages were mainstream was that the profession was more widespread. As long as you were smart enough and studied hard for ten or twenty years, you could always cast a few tricks. Even if they weren’t very practical, with a smart mind and accumulated knowledge, becoming a consultant to a noble was still possible, not to mention that a few Grand Mages possessed terrifying power that could destroy cities and countries. Therefore, the status of mages was very stable.

Next were sorcerers and wizards. Their spellcasting ability did not come from learning and mastering mysterious knowledge, but from their own magical bloodline. In short, they relied on talent.

Although both relied on bloodlines, sorcerers and wizards were very different. The biggest difference was that the bloodline of sorcerers was dominant.

The biggest advantage of a dominant bloodline was that it was easily activated. Perhaps a burst of passion for the opposite sex during puberty would trigger a surge of magic within the body, leading to awakening as a sorcerer.

Although this kind of awakening might not be very formal, awakening was awakening, a promotion from a mortal to a spellcaster, which was extremely valuable.

The problem was that the magic of sorcerers was very active and easily affected by emotions, and emotions in turn were easily affected by magic. This led to sorcerers having flamboyant personalities, liking to act in a high-profile manner, and lacking rational thinking.

Those who would pick a fight with a beer bottle while eating barbecue on the roadside were sorcerers.

In contrast, wizards were more silent and subdued, because their bloodline was recessive, their magic was difficult to detect and use, but they also had some special qualities that made it difficult for them to be accepted by ordinary people. They were often ostracized and framed, and once they fell into extreme emotions, the hidden magic would erupt.

This was not a good thing, because negative emotions only attracted negative energy, which in turn polluted the magic produced by their bloodline, which in turn affected them, making them more and more extreme and distorted, especially female wizards. They were more likely to be persecuted, and their emotions were more extreme. Therefore, female wizards had a bad reputation, but they lacked the ability to protect themselves, resulting in countless tragedies.

Unfortunately, Viscount Flying Dragon’s wife, Dier, was a witch and was at a critical stage of magical awakening. Therefore, her emotions could not fluctuate too much, and she could not have too many negative emotions. Otherwise, once her magic was polluted, she would become extreme. At that time, it would be difficult for Owen, who had a grudge against her husband, to end well. Curses alone would be enough for him to suffer.

Fortunately, because of this, although Dier was already married to Viscount Flying Dragon, they had not consummated their marriage. Because Viscount Flying Dragon pursued perfection, only after Dier stabilized her magic would their offspring be more outstanding. This was more important than life to Viscount Flying Dragon, who had been driven out because of the deterioration of his bloodline. Otherwise, any man would be unable to resist a beauty like Dier.

Of course, Viscount Flying Dragon had endured a lot, so he usually avoided seeing her if he could, let alone any intimate gestures. Therefore, Dier didn’t have much affection for Viscount Flying Dragon. They were more like a couple in name only.

Somehow, after knowing this, Owen secretly rejoiced for a long time. Maybe this way he wouldn’t be considered a villain.

But Dier’s problem was still a hidden danger. After all, many people with depression didn’t show it on the surface. If she was also the type to keep everything bottled up, he wouldn’t know if she would suddenly snap one day.

Owen had a headache over this, because the methods of witches were too secretive and difficult to defend against.

The magic of sorcerers was very active, so they were good at bursts of power, with amazing destructive power. They were loyal supporters of the Five Fireball Cult. For them, there was nothing that a fireball couldn’t solve. If there was, it meant your fireball wasn’t big enough.

The magic of wizards was more subtle. Many times, it needed to be guided by complex rituals and various materials to take effect. Therefore, most wizards were good at potions, as well as transformation and curse spells.

Being poisoned, being turned into a pig, being cursed… Owen couldn’t accept any of these, so he opened the system and found a certain game.