Candy Wizard and Travel

"Thank you for your hard work, these dishes look good. I'm really looking forward to it." He looked at the materials they had and showed an expectant expression.

"This year is another good harvest year. Everyone can have enough food and clothing to survive the winter. Anyone who has helped us will receive an invitation. Unfortunately, I heard that winter came very early this year. Only two people arrived. We ordinary people probably There’s no way to come, there’s plenty of food, don’t be polite at the banquet later.”

"Of course," Silla chewed on her cigarette, her green eyes narrowed, giving the impression of a gangster preparing to eat a king's meal, "I'm never polite."

"Hahaha, Sir Xidi, please feel free to eat. Last time, my daughter said that your appetite is not as good as hers." The village chief touched his hair and laughed.

Xidi waved her hand, "She must have seen it wrong."

"Okay! I won't interrupt. I'll see you at noon."

……

"Hey..."

Silla struggled to close the lid of the pot, feeling that her hands were no longer hers. She came out of the kitchen, leaned against the wall, and suddenly felt her eyes darkening.

"I haven't worked like this for a long time, and my physical strength has dropped a lot."

"Yes, everyone is so enthusiastic." The children on the side echoed.

But this is sarcastic talk.

Xidi, who is good at fine operations, would never miss an opportunity to use magic to be lazy. Her arms were a little sore, but only to the extent that Fran rested on her pillow for an hour while reading, so she was relaxed.

"You kid—"

Silla wanted to say something, but in terms of results, this guy did twice as much work as her, so it was hard to say, so in the end she just curled her lips.

"I have no energy, please light a cigarette for me."

"Where's the smoke?"

"In my breast pocket, my hands are sore."

"You must be too lazy."

She gestured with her chin, and she didn't even need to point it out, because the high bulge could no longer be conspicuous. Judging from Xi Di's close observation yesterday, it was slightly higher than Teacher Fran's.

After a moment of silence, Hidi raised her wand.

"Tch, it's so rigid." The witch complained.

Xidi was too lazy to pay attention to her and used telekinesis magic. A cigarette floated in the air. She snapped her fingers and mobilized the magic power to disperse to form fire magic. The flames flashed away.

This method of lighting the cigarette made Silla's expression soften a bit, and she bit the cigarette holder, "To be honest, you are quite to my liking. It's a pity that you have a teacher. Have you ever thought about joining the association in the future? I will take you there then."

"No, I know a witch."

Frankly speaking, Hidi was not very accepting of someone smoking around her every day, and there was indeed a witch she knew who said something similar when she was with Dorothy.

"Which one?"

"I remember her name was...Nightingale Witch, Irene."

After blowing out a complete smoke ring, Silla rubbed her hair, "That guy is also a weirdo, well, I won't say much behind the scenes. You will understand if you join the association in the future."

"Let's talk later."

Joining an association and traveling while accepting commissions to earn rewards is the way of life for many traveling witches - the other part is most likely to be the target of the association, ranging from sneaking to deceiving and abducting, the lower limit of traveling witches is extremely low.

In short, only a few are truly rich.

Xidi felt that he would follow the same path as his teacher in the future.

……

After setting aside manpower for warning, the villagers started the banquet. There were no polite words. The village chief only said, "I hope I can have such a full meal next year!"

After draining a full glass of ale in one gulp, the young and strong men cheered and raised their glasses. They opened the home-brewed wine or the wine brought by the caravan. The smell of alcohol made Xi Di unbearable just by smelling it, and her cheeks turned red.

What was a little surprising was that Silla didn’t drink alcohol either. The cup was coffee. Generally speaking, smoking and drinking are standard, right?

"Smoking can help me focus," Sheila said, taking a sip of tea, "but drinking can't. After drinking, it will waste a lot of time. I will be groggy for two or three days in a row. After drinking once, I will basically I won’t touch it.”

"Surprisingly principled."

"Some rules can be flexible, but those that cannot be flexible are called principles."

She held up the cup and signaled her to come over. Her posture was quite as bold as a delinquent elder sister's. Xidi also cooperated very well and raised the milk and touched it lightly with her.

"Not this time, I will treat you to a meal next time we meet."

"I look forward to it."

After the familiar conversation, the two men clinked their glasses.

……

The children carrying large and small bags disappeared into the evening sky and disappeared from sight.

Originally there was another show in the evening, but the child said that he really couldn't let go of his teacher at home. After noon, he helped pack up things, made a lot of desserts for dinner and left.

How should I put it? He is a child who makes people feel "clumsy". To someone who has a slight relationship, he has to go through several circles before saying a rejection. Generally speaking, Sheila does not like such people very much because it feels very uncomfortable. ——I can’t even scold him yet.

"Hopefully that kid's teacher... no."

A witch with a moral heart will not say bad things about people behind their backs, but how can I put it, it may be because she has been with that kind of person for a long time, just like a nail will become magnetic after touching a magnet for a long time. She also feels that the child's master Will be a familiar bad guy.

"Are all the reliable witches these days dead?"

Thinking so rudely.

I was originally going to ask the child to send a letter to an acquaintance who was also there, but then I thought about it. We only look forward to seeing him once a year, right?The days lately have been uneventful for the most part, and the topics I saved for a year can't last for one trip, so let's talk about it then.

Wouldn’t it be cool to say, “Hey, I’m here with a new story” the next time you meet?

The hard-core witch who pursues coolness nodded with satisfaction, took out her notebook and wrote Xidi's name. Next time, use the matter of this child to stimulate her senior sister. Just say, a teacher like this can still find well-behaved and obedient students, you are Isn't it time to make a move?

such.

A bonfire was lit not far away. It was a luxury only at this time of the year. The whole village gathered here again to prepare for the gluttony at night.

Sheila pressed her hat, snapped her fingers to summon the broom, lay down on her back and left gently, as if no one in the village had seen her.

……

"There are no traces of those monsters nearby. I have also checked in the village. I have taken the opportunity to ask most people. There is no impression or trace of memory modification."

After hearing what Silla said, the person in charge of this operation sighed with a complex expression.

"It was my negligence. I didn't act in time. There were at least thirty people... No, the eroded ones have escaped. I have to mobilize nearby branches and summon people to surround the forest. No matter what, we can't let that kind of monster A country that blends into humans.”

"So serious?" Even Sheila was affected by this unusual atmosphere and was too embarrassed to light a cigarette. "Didn't the review say that the threat level is very low?"

Otherwise, she would have no time to eat and drink.

"Well, the content of mutated magic power is very low, but I just got the news that it directly erodes the brain and memory, just like the corpses, no, [dark elves]... I don't have enough data. I have to wait for this batch of details. The results will be clear only after the bodies are brought back, but before that, treat it as a disaster of national-level destruction and act with all your strength."

"Understood, Captain."

"I will bear the consequences of this incident, Sheila. From now on, my position will be handed over to you."

Without waiting for her to respond, the witch put on her hood and quickly disappeared into the dusk.

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Chapter 93:Warm welcome

The village chief was going to give away these specialties for free as a thank you, but Xidi insisted on paying the money and rushed back with large and small bags. He consumed more magic power than when he came, and he didn't rush back until it was completely dark.

After registering at the city gate, Xidi was about to go inside when the soldier reminded him.

"There is a notice posted by the Magical Integration Association over there, please pay attention to it."

"Ah, thanks."

Xi Di lit up the wand and looked over, it was indeed the mark of the association.

The general idea is: The magician delivering the letter was attacked by dangerous creatures on the way, and the letter was destroyed. Those who have recently sent the letter are asked to go to the branch to re-mail it. As compensation, the cost will be waived and the postage will be refunded. If the situation is judged to be urgent, arrangements will be made. The magician was sent to this place alone...

He vaguely remembered that Teacher Fran had sent a letter, and he wondered if it would be so unlucky.

Out of respect for privacy, the sender's information is not mentioned, but the local branch will usually keep the file within three months. If you have not been there during this period, you will probably find someone to notify you. The association can still be trusted in terms of daily life.

Xi Di recorded this incident and sped off to the woods.

……

Fran is enjoying a carefree day.

In the morning, I had a comfortable sleep, got up at nine o'clock, and went to school to give tutoring to those students.

Unexpectedly, the club was extremely relaxed, with cushions and snacks and tea. Under the strict requirements and screening of Dana and Rubin, the club members were all serious and eager to learn. On the contrary, it made Fran a little nervous. In the end, she let go while talking. opened.

I thought it would be Xidi who came, but the students were caught off guard. In short, the effect of the tutoring was quite good, but the process was a little tense.

Lunch was the curry prepared by the disciples last night. This time it was sweet. After a wonderful reaction overnight, the ingredients completely penetrated into the curry. The sweet taste became more distant and rich, making people addicted.

After eating to her full stomach, the witch completely ignored her disciple's usual advice and lay down directly, stroking her belly to digest her food.

This feels really great. I don't have to worry about my disciples' nagging, and I don't have to maintain the image of a teacher - although I didn't seem to have maintained it very much before. I don't have to put on airs and do whatever I want.

Of course, I also got down to business. I was studying the ratio of ingredients and providing sugar for my thinking. I filled my stomach with all the remaining snacks. My stomach was bulging all afternoon.

It doesn't matter, you don't have to worry about any rules at all, eat when you are hungry!

So happy all the way until dark.

I tried another material and tried various techniques throughout the afternoon, but couldn't make it react with the potion. I also didn't get any results after doing experiments.

It can also be ruled out.

The subsequent workload is still very large and boring, but it feels good to eliminate errors.

"Ah, it's getting dark, it's time to eat..."

But now she was smelling of herbs and wanted to take a nice hot bath and roll around in bed.

My stomach is growling too.

Wait, why can’t we have both?Who says you can't eat while lying in bed?

If the disciple is not at home today, what else can stop him?

Humming a song, holding a pot, and taking a bath to heat it up.

Magic is meant to make life more convenient. After you finish soaking in the hot bath, you can comfortably drink a cup of hot tea to whet your appetite.

Taking out a piece of bread, picking it up, and covering the rice with curry, Fran held the bowl and ran to the bedroom briskly, even turning around with her feet up.

"Click."

A soft sound.

"I am back."

……

"I feel like the teacher doesn't eat on time."

There is no doubt, even if there is no reason, but Xidi is so sure.

The night wind was a bit cold. He was in a hurry and didn't fix his hair. A bunch of hair on the top of his head stood up and swayed.

The closer he got to the tree house, the calmer his thinking became.

First of all, the remaining snacks must be gone. Whether the bread can survive depends on the death speed of the former. The teacher must have eaten curry rice for lunch, and there is a high probability that he will be full. Then he will not touch the bread at noon, and he will not be hungry at dinner. .

That's it.

After all, she is Teacher Fran. The reserved food is within the limit, and she will not go out according to her personality, so no matter how messy she is, there will be no problem.

Thinking like this, Xidi gently pushed the door open.

The smell of curry is very strong. Have you just finished eating?

"I am back."

After greeting politely, Xidi dragged her big and small bags and put on her shoes. As soon as she walked out of the entrance, she felt a rush of heat -

It's a physical sensation, a real scorching temperature.

In less than 0.1 seconds, Xidi actually reacted. The wand that had never left her hand bloomed with spiritual light, and the magic ice instantly froze the attacker.

It's a bowl of curry rice.