miss mist go with the flow

"It's good to soak, it's time to go home!"

go home……

The corners of Sirin's lips hooked slightly, and a smile spread from her lips to the corners of her eyes.

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ps: The goal this time is to write heart-warming stories, hehe~

Volume 7: Chapter [-] What's the price?

A few days passed leisurely like this, Xilin's wooden house was well decorated, and the relationship between the two became more and more harmonious and tacit.

Amy dug a small pond on the right side of the clearing to store water for daily life, so as not to always go to the creek to get water.

She was thinking that when Roland visited next month, she could ask the businessman to help bring some vegetable seeds and rice, so that she could expand her recipes and show Sirin her strengths.

If you want to win someone's heart, you must first tie her stomach. The truth in the words is applicable everywhere.

This afternoon, the two of them had just finished practicing swordsmanship and were going to take a bath together in a small hot spring when Amy suddenly felt a signal from the magic circle.

Someone approached the thorn bushes without an access certificate, which triggered the attack of the magic thorns.

Amy hurried back to the wooden house, reached out to wipe the vanity mirror, and the scene on the edge of the magic circle was immediately projected on the vanity mirror.

A boy was entangled by black vines and locked in a cage formed by vine spikes. He curled up, holding a russet puppy in his arms.

The spikes fixed the boy's body, preventing him from moving. The boy opened his mouth and shouted:

"Grandma witch, my name is Kevin, and I'm Jack's grandson! I'm not a bad person, I just want you to save Charlie!"

"Grandma witch, grandpa said that you are omnipotent, and you can definitely do this kind of thing!"

"You're supposed to be looking at us right now? Please!"

……

There was a weird silence in the wooden house, and after more than ten seconds, Sirin burst out laughing: "That child calls you grandma, do you know that Jernock? Is it okay to just leave him alone?"

Amy didn't know Jack, and the original owner's notes didn't mention the name.

This dead house elf hasn't left the misty forest for 50 years. Even if there are any legends, it should be lost.

The sky was getting darker, the boy's cries were not answered, the dog in his arms let out a low whimper, the sound of breathing gradually weakened, and the life was dissipating.

The boy's face was a little disappointed, but there was still a stubborn light in his eyes.

"Grandma witch, I heard from grandpa that you are a kind witch!"

"I pray for your help, if you are still here, please respond!"

"Like my grandfather, I will spend the rest of my life telling your story, please believe me!"

……

Amy pinched the bridge of her nose, and the case was solved. The legend of the forest witch can still be preserved to this day. It turns out that someone has been reciting it.

"If it's an old friend, you might as well meet up." Sirin said, "Maybe it can wake up some memories."

Amy didn't respond. If that Jernock was really a friendly old friend, he should have received an access certificate from the elf himself, just like Roland, but the boy didn't have the aura of a certificate.

Sirin sighed, and then she found something special.

"This child is locked in a cage of thorns, but he is not afraid at all?"

The thick black vines looked like magic creations, and the sharp spikes were extremely frightening. It was really rare for a ten-year-old child to be able to maintain his sanity in such a dark and closed environment.

Amy tapped the table with her fingers, and she was thinking about another problem.

This kid named Kevin has already walked to the edge of the thorn bushes, why hasn't he been persuaded by the Timberwolves?

Amy sighed, she fiddled with the magic array, and the sound spread from the tree house to the thorn bushes.

"Kevin, aren't you afraid? These thorns can easily take your life and make you their fertilizer. No one will notice your death, let alone come to you."

Hearing her voice, the boy in the thorn cage suddenly became excited, his body flicked, and he was almost stabbed by the thorns.

"Grandma witch, is that you?"

"Grandpa said, you look fierce, but you are actually very kind. These vines are just trapping naughty children who break into the garden. They will not hurt me!"

Amy rubbed her forehead, feeling a little headache.

She is not the kind of decisive person to kill, let alone kill human cubs.

Taking a step back, doing such a cruel thing in front of Sirin will reduce the favorability, right?

"The dangers in the forest are not limited to magical thorns. You will encounter many beasts and poisonous insects, and you may accidentally touch the traps of hunters. Is it necessary to do this for a dog?" Amy asked.

The boy Kevin took a deep breath and said loudly, "Charlie is my partner! Grandpa told me that no matter what the situation is, you must not abandon your partner! So, it's all worth it!"

His eyes are pure and resolute, and his blue pupils are like the color of a sunny day, which reminds Amy of many beautiful things.

She felt a pulling force from her sleeve, turned her head, and saw Sirin's pleading eyes.

There is no doubt that the boy's performance just now moved Sirin.

Amy patted Miss Swordsman's arm lightly, and used the array board to send a voice transmission to the boy: "Stay there and don't move."

She fiddled with the array, and the magic thorns receded and curled up around, releasing the restrictions on Kevin.

The boy thanked him repeatedly, and obediently kept curled up and squatted on the spot.

"Let's go see him, shall we?"

Holding Sirin's palm, Amy pretended to be helpless and said.

Amy's retreat made Sirin ignore that her hand had been grabbed by Amy, and the two walked out of the tree house hand in hand. It was not until they stepped on the thorny path that Sirin realized that she withdrew her hand suddenly, her face There were also bursts of red clouds.

Amy didn't care either, the progress of the strategy was advancing steadily, and she didn't panic at all.

When the two walked through the thorny path and came to Kevin, the boy was taken aback.

"Witch—Grandma? Two? She looks younger than her mother, so beautiful!" He was a little incoherent, his eyes rolling between Amy and Sirin, not knowing which one he was looking for.

Sirin took the initiative to take a step back and pointed to Amy, "This is your witch grandma, don't mistake me."

Amy put her hands on her chest and let out a muffled snort.

Because she found that the boy's height had almost caught up with hers, only a little shorter than hers.

Kevin recognized the target, and quickly showed Amy the dog in his hand, "Grandma Witch, please save Charlie!"

"Don't call me grandma! How am I like a grandma?!" Amy stomped her feet heavily, her face was annoyed, and she gritted her teeth. "Call me grandma again, and you will get out of the forest with your partner and don't come back again!"

Startled by her sudden anger, the boy shrugged his shoulders and froze in place.

"Put the dog down, you won't be able to check if you hold me like this." Amy said coldly.

The boy squatted down, put the dog down carefully, touched his upper and lower lips a few times, and said timidly, "Then I'll call your sister, is that okay?"

Amy responded lazily. She glanced at the dirt dog on the ground. The dog's back was partially shaved and wrapped in a bandage. Through the thin bandage, a deep wound could be seen. The blood stopped temporarily, but This kind of wound is enough to take the life of a dog.

"Isn't it your partner? How did you get such a serious injury?" Amy asked casually while using her mental power to search for medicine in the storage ring.

With an angry expression on the boy's face, Kevin gritted his teeth and said, "It was done by a mercenary passing by the town! That villain wanted to bully Sister Anne, so Charlie went up and yelled at him, and then..."

Speaking of this, the boy had tears in his eyes and clenched his fists, "It's all my fault, I didn't have the courage to go up and help, that's why Charlie got hurt!"

Amy rolled her eyes, "What are you thinking? The one who bullies others is guilty. What does it have to do with you not being able to help?"

She took out a half-empty medicine bottle from the storage space, snapped her fingers, stuffed a ball of water into the bottle, swirled it a few times, mixed with the remaining medicine liquid, and formed a pale green spring.

"Remove the bandage." Amy ordered.

Kevin quickly unwrapped the bandage on the dog, exposing the wound.

Ami shakes the diluted medicinal solution, tears off a leaf, pours the medicinal solution, and then sticks the leaf on the wound of the dog, repeats several times, spends five or six leaves, and finally wraps the wound completely.

The potions that can be collected by the elves are all high-quality products, even if the potion is diluted, it is enough to heal the wound of the earth dog.

The dog whimpered and barked a few times. Although he was still weak, he had already escaped the fate of death.

"Thank you! Witch—sister!" The boy thanked repeatedly, so excited that he almost called "grandma" again.

Amy put away the empty medicine bottle and put on a solemn expression.

The boy understood her expression, hugged the dog back into his arms, and looked at her anxiously.

"Kevin, right?" Amy said, "You have to understand one thing, everything given by fate must have its price. I cured your partner, but this is not a free cure."

"It came alive, what price are you willing to pay for it?"

The boy was silent for a moment, and bravely looked directly at Amy's face, "Whatever the witch sister wants, as long as I can give it to you, I can give it to you!"

"What if it's your life?" Amy said calmly, "Life for life, this is the fairest deal."

Kevin thought for a few minutes, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice, "I am willing. But I hope my sister will give me some more time to send Charlie home and say goodbye to mom and grandpa."

"After saying goodbye, I will go back to the forest and let my sister take my life."

"Tsk tsk." Amy pouted secretly.

This little guy is very smart, and she is sure that she is not killing innocent people indiscriminately.

How on earth did that guy named Jarnock describe her to his grandson?Is the original Miss Elf such a talkative person?

Another idea popped up in her mind, and she turned to look at Sirin, and sure enough, she caught the smile on Miss Swordsman's face that was too late to hide.

Good guy, it turns out that there is an inner ghost who tipped off the news.

Amy smiled and said coldly: "Very well, then it's settled, you take your partner back to say goodbye to your family and friends, and after that, come to see me in the forest and dedicate your life to these thorns!"

After the words fell, she turned and walked towards the tree house, seemingly ignoring Kevin.

The boy froze in place, first surprised, then panickedly looking at Sirin, asking for help.

Sirin pursed her lips slightly and remained silent.

The boy was completely panicked, his face was tangled and terrified, he looked at the dog in his arms, tears came out of the corners of his eyes, and then looked at Amy's back, and found that the forest witch had no intention of turning back, he sniffed and gritted his teeth , Said in a crying voice: "I understand, thank you sister witch."

After thanking him, he didn't say any more pleading words, turned around and strode towards the outside of the forest.

After walking a dozen steps away, a voice suddenly came from behind the boy.

"In view of your performance, the time to come back to life should be postponed to 50 years later—if you haven't died somewhere else by then!"

"Also, remember your determination and mood just now! Don't tell the story about a witch living in the depths of the forest!"

The boy's movements froze, he turned around, and among the green leaves in the bushes, the "witch" with long silver hair was watching him quietly.

The moonlight shone down, covering the witch with a holy veil, and Kevin seemed to understand a certain sentence that his grandfather had said.

"She just stands there, the moonlight is not as pretty as her, and my heart never beats so actively."

With tears streaming out of his eyes, Kevin bowed deeply to the witch under the moon, then turned and ran away.

……

Sirin grabbed Amy's arm and sighed, "This kid is pretty good, why are you scaring him on purpose?"

Amy took advantage of the situation and leaned towards Sirin, and said softly: "Gifts without price will only make him look down on fate, and that will only harm him."

Sirin didn't push Amy away, she fell into silence, and after a long time, she whispered, "You're right."

"Then shall we still go to the hot spring?"

"...It's too late, go back and rest."

Volume 8: Chapter [-] Special Wounds

When the morning light was dim, Amy's biological clock woke her up precisely.

She huddled into a ball with the quilt in her arms, rolled back and forth on the bed several times, and then reluctantly left the small bed.

When she kicked off her slippers and got off the ground, she felt a faint sense of dizziness in her mind, and after a little internal inspection, she found a gift from the system.

The matter of helping Kevin save the dog yesterday was also judged as a task by the system, and a corresponding reward was given.

The reward this time is a new spell, classified as a buff spell.

[Courage: Bless the target with pure magic power, so that it can resist the incoming elemental magic damage. The amount of resistance is related to the magic power consumed by the blessing. 】

Amy was slightly surprised as she digested the information in her mind.