Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

This method mostly works well, unless the opponent's ability or Talent is that kind, unrecorded and extremely rare.

The little snake does seem to have potential, Hexia thought, there are specialties within the Transcendent Profession now that focus on training pets or exotic beasts.

Compared to ordinary animals, transcendent beasts are more intelligent and live longer, which makes them loved by many, especially as more and more single households keep animals for company to relieve boredom.

Touching her chin with her finger, Hexia thought for a few seconds and decided not to consider raising animals for now; after all, she was still poor, and raising such little creatures would cost quite a bit of money.

She sat down, found the bell from the storage compartment, and gently shook it; before long, all sorts of venomous creatures gathered at the edge of the pool.

What was I supposed to do today, Hexia opened up the schedule that Botis had sent her earlier and checked the arrangements.

Today was the time to extract venom.

Then let's get started, she fished out cups and vessels from the storage compartment and busied herself with each one.

First were the big ones; she raised a cup with both hands and then a black snake as thick as her arm slithered down from a branch overhead, positioned its venomous fangs against the cup, and slowly began to drip venom.

After waiting for over 20 seconds, once the venom was mostly spit out, Hexia set the cup down and placed a prepared Energy Chunk into the snake's mouth. Only then did the black snake slowly raise itself and slither back, returning to a corner of the jungle.

Next up was the ghost-faced spider; Hexia sealed up the snake venom securely and retrieved a glass dish, placing it on the stone table before picking up the large spider at her feet and setting it on top.

This big guy seems to have gotten heavier lately, Hexia thought, observing the spider with multiple black eyes that spun around.

After this large spider finished spitting out its venom, Hexia also fed it some food, then stroked its head before preparing to take it down.

However, the creature suddenly darted over Hexia's wrist and jumped directly onto her head, settling down comfortably.

"Uh," Hexia touched the large spider on top of her head, trying to remove it, but the creature hooked onto her hair band and hair with its spiky legs, and if Hexia tried to forcefully pull it off, it would risk making a mess of her hair.

"Alright then," after several attempts, Hexia gave up for the moment and let the creature squat on her head.

Seeing Hexia give up, the spider made a rustling sound, seemingly very pleased with itself.

The girl shook her head and ignored the momentarily smug creature, continuing the venom extraction for each of the venomous creatures beside her.

After extracting venom from the larger creatures, dealing with the small insects and poison dart frogs was much faster, and Hexia efficiently set up glass dishes, one after the other, then placed each creature inside them and waited for them to emit venom.

By the time she finished up, exactly one hour had passed, nearly twice as fast as before.

Phew, done at last, Hexia wiped a little sweat from her brow, picked up the bell again, and gently shook it. The remaining venomous creatures staggered away, and the big spider on her head also calmed down with the sound of the bell, allowing Hexia to take her chance to grab it down.

She continued to shake the bell non-stop and picked up a little stick to gently tap on the spider's head, just like striking a wooden fish.

"You're not allowed to climb on top of my head in the future."

"You're not allowed to climb on top of my head in the future."

She knew this creature understood; after all, it was a Sequence 4 transcendent animal and already possessed intelligence.

After a good while, Hexia stopped shaking the bell and let the big guy go, although uncertain of the exact effect, Hexia was sure it understood that if it climbed onto her head again, it would be tapped by her.

After finishing all this, Hexia also had some time to rest, able to lie down at the nearby stone table for a nap. At this time, no one would come looking for her.

Time slipped away unnoticed, and by the time Botis arrived at the glasshouse in the jungle, what he saw was the little maid sleeping soundly. She lay with her head on her arm, her body rising and falling gently, and the silver chrysanthemums on her head shone gorgeously under the artificial sky's light.

Maybe in the future, I could let Dantalion take over my job? Botis entertained the thought of shirking his duties, but then dismissed it.

Better to first pique Dantalion's interest in the Songstress; somehow, the idea of leading this charming junior step by step onto the path of a Songstress seemed particularly intriguing.

The inconspicuous Cinderella, wearing crystal shoes someday and riding in a dreamy pumpkin carriage to a concert that attracts everyone's attention—just thinking about it was exciting and pleasurable.