Candy Wizard and Travel

"How can it be better to be as square as a coffin!"

In front of Xi Di and others, the two city guards started to argue.

The third person came out skillfully, registered the arrivals, and explained: "This country is a country that welcomes all reasonable differences. Everyone has the freedom to express and question. Any outsider is welcome to express different opinions, but please do It’s good to be prepared to debate with others. In addition, our country has not yet determined its name, and this is the most controversial issue. It is considered a sensitive topic among sensitive topics, so please be careful.”

It can be seen that even the work of Chengwei must avoid getting into disputes and arrange a third person. Sure enough, diversity is accompanied by conflicts?

"I guess I understand, thank you."

Xidi handed over a handful of candies, and the city guard immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Are you from the hard candy pie? Too bad, too bad!"

He shook his head, didn't look at Xi Di again, and turned to serve the next person.

"No," Xidi was not annoyed, peeled off the candy wrappers and stuffed them into her mouth, "I want them all."

Based on his habit of "naming a country after first impression", this place would probably be called "the country of heretics" or "the country of gangsters".

……

Flying through the streets, disputes can be seen everywhere. People take the trouble to divide their residences according to their interests and hobbies, and continue to refine them in depth on this basis. For example, in the "book lovers area" there are "adventurous", "classical", " "Modern School"... "Adventurous School" also includes "Knight Novel School", "Magician Novel School", "Adventurer Novel School"...

They must be very idle.

There may be a positive side. Everyone seems to be very energetic. Artists are studying their skills and trying to speak for themselves with their works. Both sides of the debate in the bookstore have memorized classics and are trying to pull each other off. Those who simply sell goods are in more trouble. , we can only start a war of words, because fans of each item have to admit that there are really not many things that everyone buys once a day.

Although the first impression is that it is a troubled country, if you look closely, you will find something remarkable about it, from the architecture to the street layout to the street scene.

It would be nice if they weren't mixed together.

Ailijie and the others liked such a "lively" mixture, and their eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

"Okay, let's go shopping later. Let's confirm the situation first."

Xidi said this in a relaxed tone, the broom swayed and floated by, and the accusations of people on the street could be heard in the distance:

“Why use a square hanging basket instead of a round one?”

"Why a cane and not a broom?"

"why……"

Everyone is very energetic.

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In this sick...ahem, spiritual country, all kinds of buildings are arranged in a layout that can irritate planners. Walking out of a street is like going abroad, with distinctive characteristics.

The branch of the association is very easy to recognize. It is almost carved out of the same mold as the headquarters. The square western-style building and the garden surrounded by iron fences look like some kind of western-style mansion at first glance.

It is said that in the first generation, it was just a place for witches who met each other to have tea parties, chat about their experiences, and finally go out for fun to solve some things they couldn't see.

Later, someone sneaked in and issued a commission, asking the witches to solve it.

The participants of the tea party were tired of the trouble, so they established an association and arranged people to act as intermediaries to distribute the work, charging only a small handling fee and tea fee.

The concept of maintaining balance was added in the following centuries. No one could have imagined that this magical association, which was not uncommon at the time, could develop to the point where it dominates the world today.

……

"Welcome, please go to window number one to accept the entrustment. Please go to number two to five to mail items. For discussion, you can apply for a conference room at window number six..."

It was obvious that there wasn't much work going on in this place, and the front desk was busy enough to talk such a long story.

Xidi took off his Mingyue Medal, put it together with the certificate and handed it over.

"Please use my authority to arrange for the association's medical department to conduct an emergency medical operation. All expenses will be recorded with me."

The clerical lady said nothing.

She was busy counting the number of tasks on the reading instrument, wondering if the magical device was broken. The screen was full of words, and she could even scroll down. The oldest witch she had ever seen was only half of them.

"Miss?"

"Sorry, sorry! I'll make arrangements right away."

Regardless of whether it's true or false, if the device doesn't respond, treat it as if it's true. If it's true, don't worry about it. If it's false, don't bother.

The authority was issued, and the entire medical department entered an emergency state. The medical staff who came here to support took a long time to react and rushed over.

Although there are a lot of disputes in this country, everyone is just arguing, and there are almost no opportunities to take action. The business has not opened for a long time, and there is nothing to be done about the slow response.

A group of medical staff wearing white robes with snakes entwining antlers on their sleeves rushed out to confirm the information. Many of them had witch medals hanging on their chests.

As we all know, the most capable people are often the medical staff.

The study of magic is the exploration of the human body and nature. Magicians do not need to study medicine, but those who study medicine can easily reach the level of a witch if they have some magical talent.

"Is this...magic ice? Are you Ms. Ludra, the great witch?"

The Great Witch is the name given to a senior witch, usually with both strength and merit.

Xi Di has heard of the name Ludra, and it is said that he is also a master of using ice. In the early years, on the first battlefield of conquering monsters, he relied on his ice seal to win the chance of rescuing many injured people. Whether he serves in the association or not does not matter. , is such a respectable witch.

"No," before Xi Di could speak, the medical witch shook her head, "The temperature is wrong. Your ice seems to be at room temperature. Is it just a plasticity of magic power? I guess you are the famous Sir Xi Di. "

She inspected it and nodded.

"It's a pity that there is no way to promote it. It requires a lot of magic power."

Magical ice retains certain physical properties, which is what Ludra is good at. The patient will still have some consciousness during the freezing period. If it lasts for a long time, it will have a certain impact on the spirit and may cause a cold feeling in future life. Shadow in my heart.

Xidi nodded and briefly explained the situation.

The medical staff showed helpless anger.

This kind of thing is not uncommon.

"Don't worry, it's just gunpowder and iron sand. It can be solved with potions and recovery magic. It just takes a little longer to recover. The specific needs will be confirmed after surgery."

Without saying a few words, an ice cube was levitated using telekinesis magic and floated deep into the operating room.

"Please help to unfreeze it."

"Of course," Xidi followed, then turned to tell the people behind her, "The doctor said there is nothing wrong, just sit down for a while and it will be fine."

Phyllis pursed her lips, forced a smile, and comforted her daughter.

"Well, let's sit for a while and think about what we want to say to Dad later."

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Sometimes accidents often bring positive gains.

In the dark ages a few centuries ago, magicians regarded ordinary people as domestic animals - or even worse. Just like today's medical research sometimes uses monkeys with similar structures for experiments. In those days, they directly used ordinary people as consumables to study magic and Potions.

The relevant records were tightly sealed, but the useful information was of course taken out and shared without reservation.

In fact, the effect is not very good. In many small countries, surgeries that require disembowelment are regarded by them as enemies whipping corpses and desecrating corpses.

Xidi didn't say anything specific, otherwise Mrs. Phyllis probably wouldn't be able to accept it.

……

The medical staff have professional qualities beyond the times. Specialized wind magic mixed with potions cleans the operating room, and the scalpel soaked in the purifying potion shines with silver light.

The magic ice was lifted, and before Mr. Pedder woke up, both potions and magic worked together to make him fall into a deep coma. Considering the existence of potions and magic resistance, there was also the last insurance - a strong man holding a copper hammer. Shuonan nurse stood aside.

His technique was not very professional, but it was not a big problem. The technique of the medical staff present was professional.

There is no intention of letting Xidi avoid it. The orderly wind around will clean up the breath of outsiders and ensure relative cleanliness.

Mr. Pedder was slit open like a sheep.

Telekinesis magic, retrospection magic, recovery magic... little by little, the injuries caused by the iron sand and the burning darkness were cleaned up like a sweep. This requires the cooperation of multiple magicians to proceed smoothly and quickly. One person can probably Eight hands are required.

They were talented people and bold, and they casually chatted about some topics that seemed a bit weird to Xidi.

"The orc's intestines feel thicker?"

"Maybe, stop playing."

"It doesn't matter, it will recover on its own as long as it doesn't get knotted."

"There is no technical content in this. I haven't even used the magic thread I recently learned. How are you doing with it?"

"You can take off your own head and confirm everyone's skills from a first-person perspective."

"What do I think if my head is taken off?"

"..."

If the atmosphere is very relaxed, then it's just a minor problem. When everyone arrives at the hospital, they hope that the doctors will go all out to treat the patient, but they don't want there to be a time when they really need to go all out.

Xidi felt relieved and continued to watch, learning something at least, and using it like a living horse.

Those fragile intestines and lungs, after cleaning the iron sand, are attached with ultra-high-precision recovery magic, coupled with special medicine that isolates magic power. As long as you don't exercise strenuously and let the magic power slowly repair, returning to normal is not a problem, Ped. The husband also hopes to teach his daughter archery.

It's just that this time probably takes a long time, and you need to observe it regularly to avoid interference from the magic power fluctuations in life. Passing through a place like the forest is directly fatal, and you probably have to stay here for a long time.

"The operation went well, Your Excellency Xidi," the medical witch took off her bloody gloves, waved to her colleagues around her to suture, and opened the door to signal Xidi to go out and talk.

She took out a lighter from her pocket.

"Actually, I have a pretty good relationship with Ms. Sheila. Recently, she gave me a lighter and asked me to lend her a cigarette to try."

The young man, who is usually straight-minded, was stunned for a moment.

He actually has a cigarette, and he is going to give it to Silla next time we meet. He just made it a while ago.

I pulled out one, it was blue.

"Thanks."

The lady took it between her two fingers very elegantly, lit it, and held it in the corner of her mouth.

"Well, it has a nice fragrance. I really envy Silla."

She just came here to try her luck, and there was still half a pack of cigarettes exposed in the pocket of her white robe.

Reluctantly sucking on the cigarette holder, the medical witch put out the cigarette butt on the trash can and threw it in.

"I won't say thank you. This operation was quite tiring, with no technical content, and the injured area was not too critical. There was no danger.

It will take about four months to recover after the operation. During this period, you need to stay in the ward and undergo magic monitoring. Fortunately, there are no woods around, and the magic power fluctuates within the normal range. If everything goes well, you can be discharged from the hospital in two months. You will come here every other week. That's fine. The bill will be sent to you in the afternoon. For the sake of cigarettes, I won't charge you for overtime work. "

"It's ten o'clock in the morning, right? Do you work overtime?"

"We only work odd-numbered days a week, and today is Tuesday."

"Sounds pretty good."

"Fart! Get busy and jump straight from one odd number to the next."

Xidi silently took out a few cigarettes and handed them over, and she smiled happily again.

"I have something to talk about next time I see Silla. The little girl is pretty good. Are you interested in having a non-emotional relationship with the big sister?"

"Sorry I'm male."

"That young man..."

"Daba."

"it's a pity."

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Mr. Peder's consciousness was still stuck in three days ago. The beautiful white-haired witch (?) told him that the situation was critical now and he must be frozen.

According to the ancient stories circulated there, the next set will probably be a simple room filled with potions, black cats, soaked corpses and skeletal specimens, etc.

If he's lucky, he'll still have all four limbs intact. If he's even luckier, if it's doubled, eight limbs or something like that won't be a dream.

But at least you can survive, right?

For Peder, not being able to be by his wife and daughter's side is a more terrifying thing than death. Compared with it, living on the last breath, and even having a high probability of having power, cannot be said to be a bad thing.

So, when he opened his eyes and looked at the white and bright ward, his first feeling was:

We have arrived at the paradise my wife said!

This feeling lasted until a medical staff member wearing a mask and a badge of stars and moons on his chest came over to talk to him. After the visitor asked him how he felt in a professional yet gentle tone, Pede reluctantly felt alive. a feeling of.