Candy Wizard and Travel

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More than half a month has passed since the photo magic was handed over.

In the early stage, nearly a hundred crystal cores were manufactured, and a team of 50 magicians was mobilized. It took three days in a row to complete the work under the guidance of Xidi. It was slower than doing it by himself, but this was a necessary learning process.

The market in Wangli Celestilia was close to saturation. The cold winter and snowy roads had slightly hindered the enthusiasm for commercial expansion, but as far as he knew, magicians had already flown to other countries with newspapers to promote it.

The newspaper refers to the kingdom's monthly report for this month. His Majesty the King and Antonio Scholar, the director of the Royal Academy of Magic, discussed expanding student enrollment and strengthening communication with other countries at the meeting, which aroused enthusiastic discussion among the people.

In fact, this kind of thing happens every month. The reason why it is so popular this time is because the color picture in the newspaper can move.

The king and Mr. Antonio smiled warmly on the newspaper, and their lips moved and told something.

If in other countries, the moving pictures would probably startle people and cause panic. However, in Royal Celestilia, a country where magicians and ordinary people get along harmoniously, it is just another country. Something new and novel.

After that, everyone in the city knew that the person who developed the dynamic photos was a disciple of the stardust witch Fran. His name was Xi Di, and he was somewhat famous.

The promotional strategies and many trivial matters of the Chamber of Commerce will be omitted. Another slightly important thing is that people from the association also came to the door and requested to publish a photo of Xi Di to explain the principle of photography magic more straightforwardly.

They and the people from the Chamber of Commerce agreed that the emergence of this technology was only less significant than the emergence of photos, and they greatly appreciated the attitude and selfless dedication of this trainee witch in her pursuit of magic.

The association's monthly report has always been tepid. After all, in most countries, magicians are a minority, and the monthly report rarely enters the eyes of most people.

There are many cases where photos are published, ranging from the winners of the monthly apprentice witch tests of several magical countries to the most advanced team of magic theory proposers.

There are so many people, it doesn't matter if he is one more.

With this in mind, on a not-so-cold afternoon, Xidi came to the association branch, sat upright in front of the camera, and repeated the action of serving tea on three sides. In the end, they chose the most natural first one.

The association's monthly newsletter has always been in serious black and white. In the photo, the petite trainee witch is sitting on a traditional wooden chair. She seems to have been interrupted in her thinking. She hesitates and looks sideways. Her expression is melancholy and profound, which makes people feel sad. I can't help but feel worried and curious: What kind of puzzle caused him to show such an expression?

——What’s for dinner?

The next two times I seemed very lethargic and lazy.

The final effect was quite pleasing to the eye, at least Teacher Fran liked it very much, and was about to hang one in the room, but was stopped by Xidi in time because it was too shameful.

Of course, he couldn't plead in a low voice with a red face, otherwise Teacher Fran would think he had found an excuse and bring it up from time to time.

Xidi just told a ghost story about moving photos, and she put away all the portraits in the living room and room.

In the end, these two commemorative newspapers were placed in Xidi's room and received in a stone box wrapped in a wooden box. The former absorbed weak magic power, while the latter had a slight isolation effect, and then injected magic power regularly. Can be kept for many years.

Well, if it's valuable, sell it.

This is what magicians do with collections they don't like.

……

Fran has not spoken seriously to her disciples in the past two days. This is also the way they are accustomed to getting along. They are immersed in their own research when there is business, and share the joy of success or the lament of failure after the end.

Today is a happy event.

"Clang!"

The excited teacher pulled her over and pointed at the liquid in the bathtub. Xi Di thought there shouldn't be a luminous watch in it.

"The research on observation magic is over!"

Common thinking animals range from rats to pigeons to rabbits, wild boars and deer. We even asked Teacher Connie to enter the Kingdom Prison and conduct experiments on several death row inmates, confirming that the medicine is at least harmless to the human body.

Connie didn't ask Fran what she had done, and threw the people back without even checking them afterward. Anyway, they were all scum that they didn't care about even feeding the dogs.

Fran noted the favor and was not polite. Hidi was pulled over to give Rosini a day of magic tutoring. She also helped prepare a pair of troublesome potions for enhancing perception.

Compared with the results, the small bumps in the process are insignificant.

Fran pinched her arm, feeling excited and happy that she had never felt in many years... well, many days, maybe this month. She felt happy that the disciple's problem could be alleviated.

"……That's it."

After hearing the teacher's explanation, Xidi's eyes widened slightly, and her vertical pupils slightly emerged.

"Is this what you've been busy with these days?"

"Hahaha," Fran straightened her aching waist and said proudly, "The technology that needs to be put into use must of course be debugged repeatedly to confirm that there are no problems. I'm sorry for hiding this from Xiao Xidi."

But rather than having dashed hopes, is it better not to know in the first place?

This is her experience as a traveler, and many times, this can be called gentleness.

Xidi wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't.

Before winter, when Fran was studying potions, he asked a question.

"——Teacher, would a witch spend so much time and energy for her disciple?"

"This one."

Fran did not raise her head while adjusting the potion.

"It depends on the situation. There are scum among witches, but although my master is rotten, rotten to the point of scum, at least he is not a complete scum. I have been traveling with her for several years. When something happens, she almost always pays attention to me. ... Frankly speaking, I am a little embarrassed, but I am very grateful and respect her."

"That's right, I'm very grateful to you too."

"Hmm, Xiao Xidi is a good child. In fact, I have also asked Master this question. Why do we care so much about students? What was her answer...

Oh, yes, she said, she was a carefree person who did whatever she wanted, regardless of whether it was right or wrong. But after having a disciple, she felt that her behavior was somewhat restrained, closer to the ordinary life she pursued.

It has the air of a scumbag’s excuse. Now I probably understand a little bit. Before I met Xiao Xidi, I lived an indifferent life. Living in this country, after meeting Xiao Xidi, I felt that my whole life was fulfilled. I got up, driven by my sense of responsibility as a teacher, which I also wanted to do, and then...Xiao Xidi——"

"Ok?"

The witch raised her head, stared at the disciple with her intellectual blue eyes, and showed a warm smile, just like the day she first met him.

"Don't say thank you seriously anymore. When I met you, or rather, a long time ago, your and I's lives were intertwined. The past and the time we are together now, your life is the teacher's." This is how I think about life.”

——Thoughts turned.

Xidi calmed down her expression.

"What do I need to do?"

"Well, let's take off our clothes and lie in."

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People always face some embarrassing moments in life, such as the doctor asking you to take off your clothes during an examination.

"...Do you want to take it off? Now, here?"

"Yeah, it's still water after all. Of course you have to take off your clothes if you want to soak in it. Don't worry, the temperature has been adjusted. Just treat it like a bath. It's no problem." Fran gave a thumbs up.

Her intention was too obvious, and Xi Di sighed softly, "But I've never heard of someone watching someone taking a shower... Forget it, wait a moment."

After a while, Hidi came back wrapped in a bath towel.

The large bath towel passed through the armpits, tied tightly at the waist, and wrapped from the collarbone to the knees. Holding the intersection of the bath towels with both hands, the exposed parts were milky white, and the bruises on the blood vessels were very obvious. It was a child. Unique slenderness.

The witch clicked her tongue.

Although this is not bad, it is a bit different from what was expected.

I don’t really care, anyway, when I sink and come out later, hehehe...

"Teacher, your eyes are a little rude." Xidi tightened her bath towel and reached out to touch the potion in the bathtub.

There is no moist heat of liquid, it's like touching a cloud of mist, only temperature.

"What's weird," Fran denied, "This is the teacher's concern for his disciples."

Xidi ignored her.

"Go in directly?"

"Well, just relax and lie down after you go in. This medicine won't make people suffocate, and it doesn't feel like water. Is Xiao Xidi okay?"

She remembered that Xidi was still afraid of water sometimes, especially when the water covered her face.

"It's okay. This feeling is okay."

Without any doubt, Xidi stepped on the step stool, stepped into the bathtub, and carefully put one foot in first.

The soles of his feet were light and airy, as if he were stepping on a cloud. There was no heavy feeling, but the buoyancy of the water still existed. It was very strange. After sitting in, according to Fran's words, he leaned back and fell gently.

He was lifted up by warm and soft strength, and hazy clouds enveloped him. The moment he was out of sight, Xi Di didn't feel any discomfort.

Fran's expression became serious, she held the wand in one hand and kept an eye on her disciple's situation.

but……

"Teacher, what is going on?"

Xi Di, who was floating on the water, held the towel on her chest with one hand and stared straight at the ceiling.

——Can’t sink.

"how come?"

Fran didn't move. She immediately took out the notes and confirmed the ratio of materials and steps.

"There are no errors in debugging, and the proportions are fine... How do you feel now?"

"I feel...a little sleepy, but not very sleepy."

This was very strange. Fran pursed her lips as she flipped through a thick stack of information, but this situation had never occurred in any of the items.

In fact, there is no need to turn it over, all the records are in her heart.

The principle of sinking is that magic medicine guides the soul. In an environment rich in magic, the weight of spirituality is higher than matter, so any living thing will be pressed underwater.

Even a dragon can be pulled down when the potion is added to a suitable body of water as it relaxes its magic.

Then the drug takes effect and the soul becomes active, while the body falls into drowsiness. In an absolutely stable sleep, in a place deeper than dreams, fragments of memory will emerge.

The unexpected situation did not panic her. Even though she had prayed many times for smooth sailing, exploration was always accompanied by failure. This situation needed to be recorded. The potion would not harm the body and there was enough time to observe.

Picking up the various instruments that had been prepared nearby, Fran began to count the data seriously.

"Teacher, please look at this first." The disciple interrupted her train of thought again.

"Ok?"

"It's glowing."

Xidi looked at her side blankly.

My head is groggier than the day I caught the cold, but I still have the ability to think simply.

The water surface is glowing, that kind of fine, sparkling glow like the lake water under the autumn sunset, is a scene that can still shine in the memory after many years.

A warm feeling lingered around him, and gentle whispers sounded in his ears again.

So familiar and so long ago, like the photos of childhood playmates that fell out when flipping through the diary. On the yellowed paper, your smiles are extremely bright, but you may not even be able to remember your names.

Xidi couldn't confirm whether she was in a dream for a moment, so she closed her eyes sleepily, half-sinking and half-floating.

"Tattoo."

The instrument in Fran's hand fell to the ground.

As we all know, a body matches a soul. Now his disciple is floating on the water, so who is sinking?

Uncontrollable shock spread all the way down the back of her neck, and Fran thought of the stories that Sheila had once talked to her about.

The association once secretly executed a magician who studied a forbidden field. The witch's name was "Pampering Witch". The content of her research was consciousness transfer. It has been able to transfer human consciousness to the body of a bird. It is speculated that the purpose is to replace the body without loss. Achieve eternal life.

It's a terrible study. Fortunately, she died and even her name was erased.

No one can explain the relationship between consciousness and soul. Fran almost immediately thought of the doting witch. The world is so big, no one knows whether there is someone else doing the same research in some dark corner. Then People's bodies are decaying and their eyes are dim, staring at each young body. When they are excited, they can even salivate uncontrollably.

Fran felt sick to her stomach at the thought of that possibility.

Fortunately, before the effect of this potion disappears, the soul that cannot mobilize the magic power will never be able to break free.

"Let me see what you are."

Saying this, Fran gently stirred the water surface, and images began to flicker.

"what is this?"

Baiyun?