Candy Wizard and Travel

If the images weren't attached to the water's surface, Fran might have confused those images with water vapor.

Those are indeed clouds that are constantly flowing. This kind of scenery is like flying at a very fast speed. At one moment, a lake is glimpsed, and the next moment it disappears.

The screen breaks, flickering to the next clip.

Flying, flying, flying, how much does this person like the sky?Even the soul is deeply reflected in the shadow of the sky.

Fran almost thought the potion had failed when she finally entered the next screen.

It was probably a forest. During the season when the leaves were green, large tracts of trees were overturned to expose their root systems, and a few were directly broken off, as if they had just passed by a giant, dragon or some other behemoth.

In the mess, the wandering perspective began to move.

A normal person would never be able to walk like this. Is he injured?

Fran frowned and continued to observe.

The next section is a human city. At dusk, there are pedestrians, buildings and rivers with strange eyes that seem to be avoiding.

The perspective became slightly more stable, and the owner of the memory seemed to be holding something. There were shining spots of light escaping from his side. They were flashes of magic power, indicating the identity of the magician. There was no need to pay attention to it.

There was no sound, and Fran could only see the man staggering towards the river. Finally, he knelt down by the river and put the things in his arms into the river.

It was a baby, a baby who was sleeping peacefully and looked very well-behaved.

The red magic light enveloped him, making him as light as a swan, floating quietly, all the way down the turbid water.

Like a lotus lantern, he moved away until he shrank to a point in his field of vision and could no longer be seen.

Before Fran could condemn this bad behavior, the perspective suddenly lowered, and the owner of the memory threw himself into the river. Countless light spots tilted on the river, like flowing stars, illuminating a body of water.

Other than exaggeration, I can't think of any other adjective.

Fran had no time to think about what kind of creature had such huge magic power.

Because, in a moment of calm, she saw the reflection:

She was a woman with white hair and gentle red eyes. Such a rare hair color and eye color were not surprising to travelers. What really surprised Fran was her face.

That is--

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If Xiao Xidi was a girl, Fran had no doubt that he would grow into a woman with a slender waist and curves as beautiful as a river bend. Her gentle temperament was not inconsistent with her. The witch knew that her disciple was just a Although he appears indifferent, he is actually a good boy who is very good at taking care of others.

Under the shock, her thoughts were a little scattered and it was difficult to concentrate. This was also a bad habit passed down by her master.

To put it simply, if there is a world line in which "adult female body Xidi" exists, then it must be like that. However, the parallel world theory is currently just a gimmick for scholars in science fiction story magazines. This memory does exist here in reality. of.

All in all, it couldn't be Xidi, but he had a very similar face to Xidi.

——That’s Hidi’s mother.

Fran confirmed.

Because of this picture now.

The woman who slowly floated away, as if dissolved in the river, was still looking at the direction where the red light was going. Her eyes were very complicated, so complex that even Ephraim's wisdom could not understand them.

Because she had never felt such sight before, but she had seen it again and again during her travels.

That's the look in my mother's eyes.

"..."

Countless complicated thoughts and complicated thoughts collided in my mind, like a pool of pebbles thrown into a pool, with ripples constantly undulating.

Little Xidi's... mother?

Fran knew almost nothing about her disciple's life experience before. When she went to Zhongzhong Township, she heard that his grandfather had passed away. Those who entrusted her said that Xiao Xidi was adopted.

Everyone is born by a woman, but not everyone has a mother. This is not a curse, but a fact. For example, Fran was picked up on the street by an orphanage. She was said to have been abandoned in the trash can and was almost given a job. People take the garbage with them to the forest for landfill.

For her, mother is a foreign and distant word.

Fran caressed the disciple's cheek in the water, feeling so confused that she couldn't think.

Who is that woman, what kind of things she has done, and why she disappeared into the water like light...

There were too many questions, but she knew she would never get the answers. There was nothing more depressing than a difficult problem where the person who asked the questions was dead.

However, the scene continues.

Fran's awareness was washed away again.

Death is like a lamp going out. Whose lamp can still illuminate when it goes out?After death, the soul should go to a place that no one knows, or simply dissipate. It is unclear, and the "person" who can explain it cannot say it.

Quickly throwing away those complicated thoughts, Fran continued to observe with all her concentration.

The picture becomes extremely smooth. Is it because the soul does not need to walk?

Probably traveling at the speed of water, finally, at dawn, the child appeared in the field of vision again.

An indescribable emotion came to her mind. Fran sighed and continued to look at the soul of a mother.

The child was already awake and not crying. He was staring at a pair of clear red pupils with clouds reflected in his eyes. He was blinking very slowly, like a baby.

——Is this little Hidi in her baby state?It felt really amazing. Ten years ago, when photos were not even commonplace and people could only rely on distorted portraits to mourn their ancestors, she was lucky enough to be able to see this child's past.

The picture seems to be stagnant, focusing on the baby's face for so long that it makes you feel trance-like.

Turning and turning, if it weren't for the whirlpool of the water, Fran would have almost thought they had stopped in place.

I don’t know how far I have left. Can anyone find Xiao Xidi?

Fran was so worried.

The river is so wide. A dozen years ago, people lived by the water but avoided getting close to it, because the water systems on land were often close to forests, and there might be more monsters in the water than in the sea. It was a very dangerous place, and fishing was also difficult. Only in the distance.

The screen flashed again, and finally something other than the sky and trees appeared.

A broom and robe, a traveling magician?

Yeah, that man flew away. Is he a blind man?

Out of concern for her disciples and worries about this story, Fran was rarely emotional and cursed in her heart.

But the next moment the man turned back and didn't look completely blind.

But, this face?

Fran closed one eye and opened the other to ensure that she would not miss the picture. She rubbed it, switched to the other one, and repeated the action to make sure that she did not get the magic potion of "seeing familiar faces everywhere" today. .

Well, this person...

It's Master!

The gray hair and the blue eyes as clear as the sea in the morning - with a dull blue, make people feel a little stressed.

This is her master, the Gray Witch Victoria.

After a while.

Sitting sideways on the broom, Victorique held the child in both hands and lowered her head in a position that Fran even thought was wrong.

"boy."

Such a mouth shape.

Showing an undisguised expression of trouble.

——This feels right, Master is right, there will no longer be a witch with such a pure scum aura.

Afterwards, the master arrived at a nearby settlement. The gatekeepers were particularly respectful after seeing the witch. Victorique seemed to ask some questions and raised the child, but the gatekeepers all showed embarrassed expressions.

It is understandable that until now, some small places starve to death every year and cannot even take care of their own people. How can they take care of outsiders?

The master's frown deepened, and the expression he looked at the child became increasingly unkind.

At this time the screen started to shake.

As we all know, pictures can also carry emotions, just like a photo. Different angles, lighting and reference objects can express different artistic conceptions. Looking at the dark colors, Fran knew clearly that this lady's soul was probably angry. .

It's impossible not to be angry when you see your child being manipulated like that, right?

In the picture, a leaf was split abnormally, and the cut was smooth and flat.

Can it still affect reality?

No matter how upset she is, a woman still keeps an eye on her child.

Frankly speaking, this scene is long and boring. If you don't want to get to know the people you know, probably no one can watch it.

Arriving at another walled country, Victorique talked with the city guard. The city guard said something and pointed to the river in the distance. The master nodded, showing a troubled expression.

Probably no result.

She stayed at the hotel with the baby in her arms. During the meal, the witch thought about the food problem. She tentatively took out a piece of dry bread and handed it over. The baby stared with big eyes, waved his two short hands, and slowly took it. He showed good manners at a young age.

He sniffed, opened his toothless mouth, licked and licked...

The bread is higher than others. Master, what are you doing?

Recalling the story told by her master, it was hard for Fran to keep her expression straight. Was it already beautified?

Then, just like Master said, I went out and came in with a glass of milk. I looked around, blushed, chewed the bread, mixed it with milk and fed it to the baby.

Judging from the current theory, babies may not be able to accept such food. It can only be said that it is lucky that little Xidi has some monster blood, otherwise it is certain that the careless master will make her sick.

Children who neither cry nor make fuss are always popular. Victoria's expression became much warmer.

Fran blinked.

Looking at the expression on Master holding the baby, it's really incredible. That woman who lied without changing her face, that Master who deceived rich businessmen, nobles, and swindlers, did he still have such an expression?There is an urge to immediately use the magic of reading and writing to engrave it, and then write a letter and send it to it.

But considering the strength that her master had shown, the possibility of crossing the ocean to kill her, and the trouble on the road, she gave up the idea.

gap:your wishes

"Your wish?"

"I, I want a vibrant, young body, to regain my vigorous desire and will. I also have so much money and so many beauties! This old man's body, this body..."

The human in front of him was panting violently like a dying dog, and his straightforward and ecstatic eyes were very ugly. If he hadn't been in a dream, such intense emotions would have made him faint, so impatient.

I felt a little nauseous, probably to the same extent as when animals wallow in sewage and eat their own or their own excrement.

But it doesn’t matter much. Humans love livestock. No matter how dirty they are on the outside, they will still taste the same in the mouth after being processed. And I love humans, too.

There are quite a few such greedy souls in my collection, and they are more interesting than the mediocre things around me.

"Okay, I will grant your wish. You can stay in the dream for three days. During this period, you can do whatever you want. After three days..."

I said this through a layer of fog.

My habit is to take on the appearance of humans when communicating with them - only young and beautiful female humans. Forget about the one with a stooped waist and yellow teeth and a shrunken body in front of me. If it is not separated by the fog of magic, it is really It makes people lose their appetite.

Human magicians must turn into animals, and they must be animals with smooth or cute fur. I have never heard of them turning into slugs or lampreys.

There is a saying in the East that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen. My understanding is that if you know what the ingredients looked like when they were alive, you may not be in the mood to eat them.

"Are you kidding me! Ho ho... I want to go out now, taking this young body with me! Now... immediately... good wine, delicious food and beautiful women... hehe hehe..."

He looked very anxious.

"I know you, I know, you are a devil...I will not stay here, not even for a second! I want to go out, ahem! Go out...reach that place..."

"Are you sure you want to go out?"

Playing with my purple nails, as usual, I made the final confirmation.

"That's right!"

"Then go out."

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A dog, a male dog, runs in terror in the dead country. In this season of heat, perhaps he is looking for a female dog.

On the deserted street, the sharp barking of dogs suddenly stopped.

Well, after all, humans still can't adapt to dog bodies. If they don't change their past habits, it won't be surprising if they die.

Vibrant, young, and full of desire...