The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278: Distracted Mind

Even before Oriana could finish her sentence, their figures disappeared from that room, only to appear at some unknown place.

"Blargh—"

A wave of nausea washed over Oriana like a turbulent sea. It was as if she experienced motion sickness from a stormy sea voyage, but ten times worse. Oriana wanted to vomit out her last meal, but fortunately, she was only dry heaving as she kneeled on the grassy ground.

Rosetta let her hand go. She looked at the visibly exhausted and weakened Oriana.

"Tsk, we just teleported a small distance and here you can’t even take it. Really weak and useless."

Oriana didn’t have an energy to refute and continued to dry heave on the ground, kneeling on all fours. After a while, she looked up at Rosetta. "I...don’t feel good..."

"Whose fault is it?" Rosetta said mockingly. "If you had studied as you’re told, you would have known how to protect your body by wrapping your body with magic. Useless wench."

Oriana had nothing to say. As soon as she regained a bit of mobility, she quietly stood up.

"Give me a day. I will make sure to finish the book before our next lesson."

Rosetta didn’t comment on it and simply studied the appearance of the young witch in front of her, as if appreciating a precious work of art. "So Oriana, tell me what you want to learn first."

As Rosetta finally asked something useful to her, Oriana spoke with confidence, "I found ancient runes and formation spells to be more of my liking—"

"You have yet to read the entire book but you have already decided what is to your liking?" Rosetta interrupted her, her tone laced with sarcasm as she questioned Oriana’s choice.

"It is out of necessity."

"Your choice surprises me. As an herbalist and a physician, I thought you would ask to learn about potion-making and healing spells."

"I know Black Witches could not learn healing spells because of our attribute, and potion-making will require a lot of ingredients from rare herbs and magical creatures which would be hard to gather. Ancient runes and formations will allow me to grow the fastest, so I can fight and protect myself when the time comes."

Oriana looked around the surroundings. They were somewhere in the mountains, within a meadow with nothing but grass and rocks on it.

She continued, "And I don’t think my teacher brought me to such a secluded place to teach me potion-making, unless you plan to start with hunting and gathering plants to boil in a pot over a bonfire."

Rosetta chuckled. She knew her student was smart, but she could not be allowed to be a smart aleck under her wing. That personality of hers had to be tamed.

"You should be honored, my apprentice, for you will be learning from the greatest rune formation master in our entire race."

As Rosetta spoke, she pointed towards a certain empty place.

"Stand there."

Oriana found nothing different about the place but obediently followed her teacher’s order. Soon, she watched Rosetta mumbling a low chant, and Oriana could feel her using magic. It was invisible and formless, but Oriana could intuitively feel something was erected around her, covering the area.

"What did you do, Teacher?"

"Didn’t you read the Chapter of ancient runes? Are you that slow to understand what I did?"

Oriana let out a shaky breath. She was a beginner. Reading written concepts didn’t mean she understood them; otherwise, why would she need a witch to instruct her about the practical use of spells?

Still, Oriana did not want to be insulted again. She tried to remember the contents of the book and said, "This is a variation barrier spell created by manifesting the ancient rune for ’Shield’."

"And why did I do this?" Rosetta asked.