The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 341 - 217: Re-enter the Lost City!_3

Chapter 341: Chapter 217: Re-enter the Lost City!_3

With that, she tried to walk in.

The receptionist hurried over to block her, saying, "Wait, I apologize, dear guests."

"Dr. Ivita is currently with a patient. You need to make an appointment and wait till I announce when you can enter, oh, please wait."

The Hearthstone Witch pushed her aside. "Get out of my way," she demanded.

"Stay clear of me."

At this moment, Ivita, dressed in a white doctor’s coat, and a middle-aged guest with a full beard, walked out together.

The Mediterranean-looking, bearded middle-aged man, still clasening Ivita’s hand, said, "Mr. Ivita, without you, my obsessive-compulsive disorder would never have improved. The faces of those women I’m involved with keep forcibly appearing in my mind, preventing me from working."

With professional demeanour, Ivita nodded at him, "You feel guilty because you have too many lovers."

"From a social perspective, I think you’re a jerk."

"But from a professional viewpoint as a doctor, I want to tell you that there’s no need to feel guilty. You’re terrific, you’re excellent."

"You are making a contribution to all of humanity."

The white-bearded man nodded enthusiastically, "Doctor, why does everything you say seem to be the truth?"

"It seems you have new patients coming in. You go and attend to them."

Ivita nodded and then looked indifferently at Pan God, the Hearthstone Witch, Milani, Kristin, Boots Cat, and the Ice Witch.

"So, are there six patients this time? Please come in and tell me about your symptoms, so I can identify which part of your psyche is disturbed."

The Hearthstone Witch rushed to him and held Ivita’s hand, pleading, "Your Highness, please awaken."

"You are a powerful wizard, not some mundane doctor."

"You’ve defeated the demon incarnation of Hugo. Now he’s hiding deep in the graveyard. The graveyard’s secret, the most vital secret of the Thousand-Year Fire is defenselessly exposed before you, awaiting your review. Please, leave here with me."

Ivita shook off the Old Witch’s hand, and then looked at her indifferently. "Old woman, you are seriously ill."

"Are you starting to have delusions?"

"Well, according to your worldview, let’s assume that a psychologist is a wizard, and a wizard is a psychologist."

Ivita addressed the Hearthstone Witch, "And now what I need to do is to get you to open your heart and explore your secrets. You need to share all your secrets with me voluntarily."

The Hearthstone Witch’s eyes lit up. "Your Highness, as a psychologist, can you really know all of other people’s secrets? That’s wonderful!"

Ivita turned around, opened the clinic’s front door, and said, "Of course."

"That’s what psychologists do. The rest of you can come in too. First, go to the small partitioned area in the room. It’s a lounge where I usually rest."

Ivita walked over to his desk, turned on his laptop, and began printing a psychological situation estimation report from the printer.

Seeing that Ivita never remembered them, everyone felt helpless and could only step into his office, deciding to take things as they come.

At least they had found Ivita.

As long as they could awaken Ivita, they would be able to resolve this crisis and enjoy the victory of conquering the graveyard!