Candy Wizard and Travel

"Your Highness is really... gifted."

Sure enough, practice is very important to eat this bowl of rice, and talent is also indispensable.

He didn't know how to deal with this money. He had compensated all the previous victims. This money, ignoring Irena's complicated case record and rounding it up, could be regarded as indirect payment to his junior sister.

Now I am cheated by my colleague's wife... No, in the words of my junior sister, it is to promote the rational allocation of resources.

It's not very appropriate to accept it. If you don't accept it...

Xidi sighed and began to explain the origin of the money.

"Ah, I thought it was a student of the academy, but I didn't expect it to be your junior sister. But with the personalities of you and Teacher Fran, how could Miss Irena be short of money to use this, uh, this kind of 'craft' How about making money?"

"Your Majesty and Teacher Connie will not be short of money, but Your Highness, you are mixing wine and drinking it yourself while working as a bartender. Teacher Trollo has been hiding there for a long time as a waiter." Hidi glanced behind her.

"Oh, I got it."

After a while, Trollo came over nervously.

If she was working a normal job, she wouldn't find it embarrassing given her personality, but her wife had just defrauded her junior sister of her money, which was a bit unjustifiable.

After we pulled him over and everyone talked it over, the embarrassment disappeared a lot.

"My little junior sister has a little shortcoming in her character. She is also greedy this time. I will talk to her nicely next time we meet." Xidi pushed the money back, "Just think that I borrowed it from you, and go back Just give it back to Teacher Fran in the end. Your Highness can be considered as teaching my junior sister a lesson. This time, everyone has nothing to lose. When it calms down, we can meet again and sit down and chat."

The so-called "smiling at each other and forgetting grudges" only achieves the world of being hurt when someone loses his wallet and loses his soul.

"Our trip is almost over," the princess said with a smile. "Actually, the wedding was just a whim. Later, I discovered that the world is really big, and there are many things I have never seen before. If you stay in the kingdom, you will never see them. At this point, my abilities are not as good as those of my father, so I can only watch and learn more. When I go back this time, it’s time to take over some things.”

It can really be said that he is short of money and returns to his country to inherit the throne.

"...I still need you and Teacher Fran to take care of me then."

"It's hard to say that my tutor has received a lot of help from His Majesty, the old principal, over the years, and repaying him is what he deserves."

"Well, well, well, I won't talk about this anymore. It's not pleasant to hear. I do have a small concern." The princess began to mix a second glass of wine and handed it to Trollo. "Teacher Hidi is planning to go back after the trip is over." Well, Teacher Fran, are you going to get married after you return?"

"puff--"

Trollo choked on his windpipe with a sip of wine. Fortunately, the alcohol content was not high and it was mostly juice, so the burning sensation was not that strong. After cleaning it with cleaning magic, he eagerly expressed his surprise: "Marriage?!"

Xidi remained silent, while Luxela on the side was pondering this unfamiliar word.

"Luoluo, don't you know? Teacher Fran and Teacher Xidi have such a good relationship, and they both acted very affectionately at the wedding. I always thought that you—" Her Highness the Princess realized something strange.

"That Miss Irena is your junior sister, Teacher Naflan... I'm sorry, I was presumptuous."

She silently covered her mouth.

This kind of thing is not impossible, but it is not very honorable to say it. Teachers and students, just like doctors and patients, tend to give people a strange feeling of coaxing and taking advantage of others.

"There's nothing that can't be said," Xidi didn't care about this. "I do have plans to live with the teacher after the trip, but it's hard to say whether there will be a wedding. The teacher is a person who advocates energy conservation, and some ceremonies are not so I care...and the teacher and I have known each other for a long time."

There is no better witness than time. With his simple social relationship with Fran, it doesn't matter whether the wedding is held or not.

But he really didn't think of a place so far away that he could write it down. In addition to the distance, he also had to look at the details at his feet.

"What is 'marriage'?"

Luxela asked.

The eyes of the two people opposite showed doubts.

"This guy slept a little too long and his brain can't keep up with the times," Xidi said casually, "Marriage is a human ritual. Simply put, it's about choosing a partner."

"Ok?"

Lucella's eyes became sharp.

"In other words, the partner you are looking for is the guy named Fran?"

"Yes."

The topic here is over. Xidi nodded slightly as a farewell. There is still a long time in the future, so there is no need to say too much. She pulled Lu Xila and went out. As usual, the strange combination of broom and bamboo basket caused a stir here. He caught the attention of a group of people. If he were around the kingdom, there wouldn't be so many things.

Gu Long, whose head was missing a string or had the wrong wiring, was still asking questions.

"Does Fran have beautiful scales?"

"No."

"Do they have beautifully curved wings?"

"I do have beautiful curves, but forget about the wings."

"Those white teeth, beautiful eyes and slender tail, you must have these, right?"

"Well, with the first two, humans generally don't have tails."

"Humanity!?"

Luxela was picking up the bamboo basket excitedly, with the expression of an old mother who couldn't understand but was shocked when she saw her adolescent son comforting himself with a sandwich.

"They say I'm not a dragon, I'm a human."

"Yes..."

Luxela lowered her head again.

"We are all human beings..."

……

ps. There was something wrong with my computer, so I published it on my mobile phone. I had to go back and correct the typos.

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Irena, whose stolen money was stolen, fell into a very embarrassing state. What can she do with the only gold coin left?In fact, you can still do a lot of things, break it into ten silver coins, eat a bread of one copper coin a day, drink natural water, stay in a sleazy hotel with four or five copper coins...

It’s so difficult. If you don’t have money, you can’t do anything.

When arriving in the land of magicians, Irena discovered sadly that her pockets were empty again. Just like her stomach, the feeling of fullness was only temporary and would dry up inadvertently.

If her purse could grumble, she would hear that sound two-thirds of the time since her trip.

Her principal, her luxury resale plan, her life and dreams!

——Everything I once owned was gone in the blink of an eye.

Normal people would more or less reflect on things like this and think about not believing in such pie-in-the-sky things next time, but she didn't. She just hated being inferior to others because of her skills. She would definitely beat that guy up if she had the chance. He was thrown half dead in front of the association.

A witch actually engages in such petty theft?What kind of world is this!

"Goo-"

Well, I don’t even have the energy to be angry anymore.

Feeling the sour sound in my stomach, after taking a sip of water, it turned into a gurgling sound mixed with the sound of water.

Feeling that her eyes were going black, Irena gritted her teeth. No, gritting her teeth was useless. If she could survive the difficulty by gritting her teeth, humans should consider buying ten spare teeth.

In pain and desperation, the girl activated her backup concealment... wallet.

Her parents gave it to her when she left. Because of her inexplicable self-esteem and persistence, she rarely uses the money in it until now. After using it, she will make up for it as soon as she has money.

Thank you for this good habit, otherwise before entering the city, she would have to consider which of the surrounding grass, leaves or bark is the best entrance, and her spirit would be really shaken.

Crossing a plain, the huge city wall in the distance came into view. Irena was not in the mood to lament its tallness and majesty at the moment, and was only thinking about getting something to eat.

Speaking of this country, she had heard something about it. It was said that the city guards would require visitors to perform magic, and those who did not have a certain level would be refused entry.

Spare her, 1 she really doesn't have the energy now.

Oh yes, the witch's badge.

"——Welcome to the land of magicians! Witch-sama."

Really useful.

Faced with such a face-saving welcome, the gray-haired girl had no choice but to cheer up, show an elite temperament, and fly in slowly.

I am the Gray Witch Irena, I cannot let others make fun of me.

I don't know why, but the anxious feeling in my abdomen slowly subsided, and my spirit returned to normal. Apart from the fatigue that came from every movement of my body, I almost didn't feel hungry.

Commonly known as numbness.

Walking through the deliberately built narrow passage, sculptures of the ancestors who once founded the country are placed here, watching every outsider.

Unable to concentrate, Irena thought wildly about how much they could be sold for. She paused from time to time, but seemed to be treated as respect and admiration by the soldiers outside.

"What a beautiful and polite witch!"

“The illusion of being sickly is wonderful!”

Irena was not in the mood to care about these unimportant things. When she walked to the end, there was a sign with the symbol of a broom in a circle.

Looking up at the country, the suddenly bright and wide field of vision makes people intuitively feel the majesty of this country. There are tall buildings everywhere, as if they are taller than anyone else, one by one stands tall.

And in this building, which was obviously not built for ordinary people, magicians were like bees in a hive, shuttling between the buildings.

"Wow, that's amazing..."

Walking through the narrow corridor, the impact of facing such an open scene was indescribable. Irena once again had the feeling she had at the beginning of the trip - the world is so big.

So does the sign mean that broom riding is recommended?

In other words, I can only ride a broom.

Looking back, I can only see the mountains in the distance. This city gate is built at an ordinary height of four or five stories. It has not considered the entry of ordinary people at all. There are probably other gates in other places, even if they refuse ordinary people. , there should always be channels for goods to enter and exit.

Could it be that they would go to great lengths to transport it by air?

After restraining her thoughts, Irena didn't know how long she could maintain this false state of wakefulness. She only vaguely felt that this balance was very fragile and would be broken with just a little external force.

I'll probably faint from hunger by then.

Does riding a broomstick in this state count as fatigue driving?

Thinking about some things, Irena raised her altitude to the "walking height" agreed between magicians. This height does not allow high-speed movement. People floating at the same height are either watching the scenery or chatting. , leisurely and comfortable.

Irena felt that she was in a hurry, but no matter how anxious she was, she couldn't get up. Chatting with her about her friends, friends, and the village couldn't make her active, so she could only move slowly like this.

The remaining thinking ability was used in searching for restaurants. The way she looked left and right made her look no different from the pedestrians watching the scenery around her.

And subconsciously, she was thinking: Please, we must find a less expensive restaurant.

Soon she won't have to worry about the restaurant anymore.

A voice with a strange accent came from a distance:

"No!"

It's so rude, you're yelling, you don't want it, who can give you a punch?

Hey, why do you feel like the sound is getting closer?

At this moment, Irena deeply felt the disconnect between her mind and body. Fortunately, some things were engraved in her bones. After feeling the strange wind, she responded spontaneously with the muscle memory formed by being trained countless times by her senior brother, activating the regional magic protection. He has a shield, but his body is like a shriveled sponge, with only a pitiful amount of magic power squeezed out.

- Boom!

People around them looked from a distance and saw the two girls flying in the air like butterflies. Unfortunately, they failed to fly over the world of mortals and fell to the ground, where there was only yellow dust.

A gorgeous explosion of magic power was not bad at all.

"it is good!"

They clapped.

……

At this time, Xi Di was on the way riding a broom.

Luxela seemed to realize clearly at this moment that neither she nor the little Zaizai in front of her was an ancient dragon.

"You seem very unhappy."

We have been traveling together for a long time, and Xidi always pays more attention to familiar people.

"I'm not unhappy, I just feel... I can't put it into words. Many things seem meaningless. Now that I think about the memories of floating on the sea and eating fish, I can't be happy. I'm like this now. If I go to the sea again, I'll probably drown. .”

When someone who is used to being very noisy suddenly quiets down, everyone will feel weird. Xidi began to think about how to comfort her.

"Since you are no longer a dragon, why don't you try to live a human life?"

"No, I can't understand humans, so that's all. Let me go back after a while and spend the rest of my time with Natasha."