Lord: I have built a witch's sanctuary.

Chapter 33 Major Infrastructure Project!

The morning air in White Wolf Territory was so cold it sent shivers down your spine.

But Olivia, standing by the magic farm, felt a burning heat all over her body.

She stared intently at the tomato vine in front of her.

Just now, she watched as the vine seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, sprouting, flowering, and bearing fruit in just a few seconds, finally hanging a huge tomato with a pale golden luster.

【Mutant Golden Tomato】

[Quality: Rare]

[Effects: Slightly improves physical condition and significantly restores physical strength after consumption.]

"This...this is a mutant strain?"

Olivia's voice trembled with excitement, "A mutant that only appears once in tens of thousands? And with such top-tier attributes?"

She turned her head sharply and looked at Leila, who was standing to the side looking somewhat bewildered.

Leila was just passing by and accidentally touched this vine.

"Is this... the true value of being called the Witch of Fate?"

Olivia swallowed hard, her eyes burning with desire as if she wanted to devour Lyra.

Startled, Lyra shrank back behind Lorraine, her newly grown left hand instinctively gripping the hem of Lorraine's clothes.

"Don't scare her."

Lorraine reached out and pushed Olivia's head away, looking at the golden tomato with a wildly upturned smile.

Cool.

Is this what it feels like to have a lucky person by your side?

The magic farmland, which normally ripens every three or four days, is already ridiculously overgrown.

Now with Lyra as a "humanoid buff," she occasionally gets a lucky critical hit, directly doubling resource production.

"There's no need to upgrade the farmland for now."

Lorraine dusted the dirt off her hands and made a decision.

Although the speed could be doubled if magic crystals were continued to be invested in upgrading farmland, that would simply be a pure waste of limited resources.

The current output is enough to feed an army of a thousand men, and there is even surplus grain to be used for brewing wine.

"Our top priority now is to convert the magic crystals we earned yesterday afternoon into real combat power."

Lorraine turned around and looked at the six rather flimsy level one thorn watchtowers on the outskirts of the territory.

Yesterday afternoon's battle, though won, also exposed the weakness of the level 1 Thorn Outpost when facing high-armored monsters.

Without Anna's outburst, these plant towers that only whipped around wouldn't have been able to stop an attack of that scale.

"Victor."

Lorraine called out.

"grown ups!"

Viktor, who was patrolling nearby, immediately jogged over, his posture upright and his spirit completely different from the dejected old soldier he used to be.

"Take some men and clear out the area around the watchtower; I'm going to upgrade it."

Lorraine pulled a heavy bag of magic crystals from his pocket.

Last night, we received 800 magic crystals, a huge sum that is enough to give the White Wolf Territory's defense system a qualitative leap.

"yes!"

Without wasting any words, Victor immediately turned around to make the arrangements.

Lorraine walked up to the first thorny watchtower.

The defensive structure, made of vines and spikes, looked rather desolate in the cold wind, with bits of flesh and ice shards left over from last night's battle still hanging on it.

[Level 1 Thorn Sentry Tower detected. Upgrade using 20 Magic Crystals?]

"upgrade."

Lorraine did not hesitate at all.

As the twenty magic crystals transformed into pure energy streams that flowed into the tower, the originally dark green vines began to writhe and expand wildly.

creak- creak-

A sickeningly loud growing sound rang out.

The outer skin of the vines peeled away, revealing a hard, dark purple shell with a metallic sheen. The thorns, which were originally only the length of a finger, now grew to half a meter in length, their tips gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light—a sign that they possessed armor-piercing and poisonous properties.

The tower, which was originally only three meters high, has been raised to five meters.

From a distance, they look like steel maidens with outstretched arms, waiting to embrace their enemies, exuding a ferocious and dangerous aura.

"So... you've become stronger?"

Victor stood to the side, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

As a veteran, he could clearly sense that the threat level of the defensive tower in front of him had increased at least threefold.

If you were whipped before, now if you were entangled by this thing, you'd probably be minced into a bloody pulp in an instant.

"continue."

Lorraine remained expressionless and walked towards the next seat.

One, two, three...

One hundred and twenty magic crystals were thrown down, and all six level-one watchtowers were completely transformed.

The outer defense line of the entire White Wolf Territory instantly transformed from a fence into a meat grinder.

But this is not enough.

Lorraine's gaze fell on Lyra, who stood at the edge of the crowd, her head bowed and not daring to speak.

"Layla, come here."

Upon hearing Lorraine's call, Lyra trembled and hurried over.

Her newly grown left hand was still not used to its position, hanging stiffly at her side, and her gray eyes were full of trepidation.

"grown ups……"

"As a witch of fate, you need to have your own tower."

Lorraine pointed to the two empty spaces left inside the defensive line, "Your abilities are probability control and curse of doom, so ordinary attack towers are not suitable for you."

He opened the building page of "The Witch's Codex".

After Lyra awakened last night, the Codex unlocked new blueprints for the Witch's Tower.

[Level 1 - Doomsday Watchtower]

[Cost: 50 Magic Crystals/unit]

[Description: Instead of directly attacking with physical force, it fires a "Calamity Ray" at enemies within its attack range. Those hit will suffer random negative status effects (such as: tripping on flat ground, weapon jamming, blurred vision, increased chance of friendly fire, etc.).]

[Special Effect: When resonating with the Witch of Fate, the misfortune effect is doubled.]

"Fifty magic crystals per stone... and that's only level one..."

Lorraine raised an eyebrow slightly.

It costs more than twice as much as the Thorn Watchtower, and even more than a Level 2 Watchtower.

But this money has to be spent.

Soft control is often more infuriating than hard damage, especially when facing a massive demonic tide. Making the enemy lose their composure is more tactically valuable than killing half of them.

"put up."

With a wave of his hand, Lorraine sent all one hundred magic crystals vanishing instantly.

Rumbling--

The ground began to shake.

To everyone's astonishment, two bizarrely shaped black towers rose from the ground and were fitted into the city walls surrounding the White Wolf Territory.

They are neither as menacing as the Thorn Tower nor as violent as the Lava Tower.

It is entirely black, and its material seems to be made of some kind of obsidian. A huge gray crystal, resembling an eyeball, floats on the top of the tower.

The crystal rotated slowly, and with each rotation, the surrounding light was strangely distorted.

Looking up at the crystal, even just for a moment, can evoke a strange sense of unease and anxiety, as if a flowerpot might fall from the sky and hit you on the head at any moment.

"This is……"

Lyra stared blankly at the two black towers.

She could feel the magic within her resonating with the two towers.

That feeling of blood connection gave her heart, which had always been adrift and without a home, a place to settle down.

"The Tower of Doom"

Lorraine dusted off his hands and said calmly, "From now on, this is your territory."

"These two towers, plus the six level-two Thorn Towers, and Anna's six level-two Lava Towers..."

Lorraine turned around, looked at the already well-established fortified defenses in front of him, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Even if there were another insect swarm of the same size as the night before, I could make sure they never returned."

Lai stretched out his hand, trembling as he stroked the black stone wall.

The rough texture rubbed against her fingertips.

She bit her lip hard until she tasted the rusty, metallic taste of blood.

It turns out that even jinxes can have a home.

It turns out that even a monster like her, whose very breath brings misfortune to those around her, deserves to have her own tower to protect others, rather than harm them.

Lyra turned around and looked at Lorraine's back.

That figure wasn't broad-shouldered, even somewhat thin, but amidst the swirling snow, it seemed like a pillar of strength.

This lifetime.

Even if I were to dismantle this body and burn it as fuel, or fill this tower with my life as fuel, I still wouldn't be able to repay this debt.

She lowered her head, wiped her eyes hard with her sleeve, and then strode into the black fortress that belonged to her.