Master Of None-Chapter 2467 : 2467. Witch born

Just calling where Walker was brought as the mists cleared and he could see more of the endless night forest was too simple. The area that he was brought to was like a guided garden with carefully crafted items made of wood and other smaller materials.

There was a shocking lack of metal when Walker was realizing that there was a greater focus on making more natural homes for the witches to rest in. he didn't see many signs or anything that would know how to travel through here.

"We travel by the feeling and the knowledge we are given on our paths. Our connections with one another allow us to feel where to go without as much worries." The grand witch of decay explained that the witch born race did not need to worry so much because of these reasons.

It was similar to the bonds that he had with Midnight and Onyx. Walker could sense where they were and follow that sense even though they might be too far to communicate in the same ways as others might.

For the witches, their connection was deeper though. It was tied to what they were so they could share more from greater distances the stronger they were and the more that they understood these connections within their mind and body.

What Walker also found itn erecting was that the witch born race did not seem to have the authority or ability to force their will on others. They could influence through their mana to ensure that certain rules and restrictions were followed, but they did not control one another's body by force. Meaning that the witch born were not some scary one minded being like the immortal king able to control his undead if he had desired to wield his army.

There was also the natural respect that some would have since they knew that they could not do something that crossed a line. It would be the same as making a slave of someone. Something that the grand witches and the witch born race as a whole appeared not to support even though some races of their age had done the opposite.

It was actually very interesting that the witch born race took so many people in to their race. Because they were not necessarily a primarily born race, it made it clear that the witch born had to naturally accept all those who could even become one of their race. But walker also knew that there were witches who could be born as witch born without going through the same rituals.

It was something he could see from some of the trees made in to homes. He had used the all around appraisals and caught sight of families resting, those who were born as the witch born race. However, he had noticed even though that this was the case, the witch born race's males were not known as witch born but as wizard born.

This made him wonder if it was just the fact that they were in tune with different aspects of nature or if it was just due to the focus on the witches being female and leading the race. It was an intricacy that he could learn.

More so, he also saw that the slumbering tree homes with witch born rune formations around protecting the youngest of the witch born race were truly slumbering and called unawakened. Meaning that they most likely could not connect in the same ways that the witch born who had classes and also had their strength to wield manas and their affinities did.

It was potentially a coming of age ritual. The same for a dragon's first flight or a demi-humans first battle in the arena. All different races had their coming of age events and this was just one of them for the witch born race.

Walker looked at the ancient tree intertwining within itself and creating a canopy with massive branches that bent down to the ground creating multiple pillars. The seventeen pillars of branches anchoring back in to the ground was the surprising part.

" Now you see we used to be the seventeen covens. Years of strife ended the villages, forests, and hidden homes of the others. Ancient eras were hard to survive and nothing could be done as we all grew stronger from the experiences. We too, had our struggles." The history of the witch born was clear.

They had lost entire covens and now remained at twelve which was a rough aspect for them since there was a lot of focus on naturally moving manas and their knowledge of that bond. It meant they had lost a significant amount of potential paths to walk as a race.

"We remain though, and the others rest here. The majority of my strength is still anchored in to my pillar, my slumbering home. I spent many years there, reviewing the potential of the path I lead for the others and what else I may be able to do to secure more of that path."

From what Walker could see, he was witnessing the different grand witches in slumber. Protected by many rune formations only privy to the witches and no one else. Even some of them could not be seen since they were pulling in the manas form around them to strengthen them. A significant amount of those mana were from him when he had helped before.

The natural mana he also allowed to radiate around him was helping too. He could see the purity of all manas they all pulled toward them increasing, most likely a reason for the grand witch of decay being so accepting of bringing him here.

"Please, sit here at our table. We will share with you more." Walker sat and began to speak more, he could feel the changes of the different voices and tones the other grand witches took as they went even deeper in to conversation. The grand witch of decay fully allowed the others to speak through her. All equally and respecting their own standings.

He wanted to focus on the unique manas which were being brought in and mixed for each of the witches. Unfortunately, he had to focus on other things like this conversation out of respect. That didn't mean he didn't anchor those feelings in his mind for later through.

Meanwhile, Remey was focused on the potions.

With her being allowed to see more, she found that the endless night forest had a massive intricate herb garden. The three witches who took avian forms were not in falcon form and sharing what they knew. Their experiences in growing herbs and how some couldn't even be touched since that would contaminate or make them absorb different manas was shocking.

This insite was different from the delicate and controlled methods that the herbalists used. The herbalists always added their own touch to the herbs meaning that every signal one they grew needed their hands in some way.

The witches who grew herbs were different. They believed that the nature and mana around them would contribute the most. That any mana that was needed came from there and that the skills of their own making would only manifest when it felt right for that to be.

Meaning that some herbs could never be touched now since they had always developed in isolation. Furthermore meaning that some of the herbs had to absolutely be taken right when the potion was being made.

For witch brewing, the right herbs were a less important part and the freshest still growing herbs were the main focal point. Less times were there herbs that had been processed to create sub potions to mix together or to weaken with waters or other liquids. Instead, they believed that every part of the herb became the potion.

Nothing wasted and nothing removed for other uses. Meaning that even the toxic aspects of an herb would be sued. So the counter to that had to be made and added to the potion. Some of which meant that there would be over seventy herbs in one potion just to balance and get the right effect.

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Also meaning that some potions were naturally toxic unless consumed with another or if they were consumed too often. Something that the potion making Rmeey knew always avoided. Witch brewing made potions that would be dangerous if abused more so than the basic potions that Remey made.

This also made there exist more respect for the art and knowledge needed. Therefore, Remey was looking at a massive wealth of knowledge about herbs that most alchemists wouldn't know for many years but the witches could easily share when multiple of them worked on options.

Some witches even came together as groups of fifteen to make a single potion. Amazing.

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