Candy Wizard and Travel

Estelle often lamented her friend's character flaws, but there was nothing she could do about it.

After she returned to Clock Village, she spent a long time with Serena. On a bright afternoon, she was completely regarded as a friend by the girl and told her about the past.

She still remembered what happened that day.

……

"My parents are scum."

The girl with blue hair hanging down her chest, looking after the flower garden, whispered softly about those unknown past events.

Now she talks about herself as she talks about strangers.

"When I was a child, I was a timid child, probably because I had a timid father. That man was submissive in front of my grandfather, but would take his anger out on his wife and daughter when he returned home.

My mother is also a cowardly person. She never dared to question that man. In the end, I was the only punching bag for the whole family..."

As she grew older, Serena gradually discovered that there was something wrong with the way her father looked at her. It was not the way a father looked at his daughter, nor was he looking at a normal child.

That's looking at women.

He would say some disgusting words, and he would try to cover up the ugly "respectability", so he would find all kinds of reasons to punish Serena.

And little girls would always rather do something wrong, even if they get punched and kicked.

Such a life day after day, cooking, mopping the floor, washing clothes, buying ingredients, getting beaten...

Things took a turn for the better one rainy day.

The man came back in the rain and had another big quarrel with his wife.

"It's all the damn old man's fault! He gave the family property to an outsider!"

"How to do how to do!"

They were as anxious as death row prisoners about to be led to the guillotine.

At that time, due to squandering and foolish management, their daily property had only become superficial, and they were heavily in debt. However, it was difficult to transition from luxury to frugality. How could it be possible for such men and women to give up their luxurious life?

There is not much left in Grandpa’s inheritance.

Her parents discussed other solutions.

The second uncle, who also inherited the inheritance, only has eyes for dogs and friends. He has no hope, but there is one person.

"Otherwise, like last time..."

"No! That kid is a damn magician..."

The words that followed became blurry.

Finally the man walked up to her.

"The time has come to use you."

She was kicked out with this mission:

"Either climb into that kid's bed, or find a way to fall in love with that kid."

Only a couple like this could come up with such a stupid trick.

It's a shame she's the daughter of those two idiots.

Knocking on the house she had barely been to.

A girl with purple hair opened the door.

……

"Brother is very gentle and has wisdom beyond ordinary people. I have learned a lot from him...the fragile parts of the human body, the angle of attack, and safe postures..."

Serena's bright red eyes were like red wine shaking in a glass, shining with a swaying and hungry light.

"That knowledge was really intoxicating, so one day, when the drunk man knocked open the door...I accidentally put it into practice."

She was really fragile at that time. On the one hand, she was under the pressure of her scumbag parents, and on the other hand, she longed for the softness of her brother. The mental pressure was accumulating day after day.

After the impulse, her mind went blank, and she hurriedly wrapped herself in a robe to cover the blood, and went to find the person who made her most at ease, her brother who had the same red eyes as her, her real family.

"Forget it, Serena."

The magic potion was splashed on the ground, dissolving the blood stains, and the restored magic made the corpse whole. He pulled up the corpse, made a wound at the throat to fake the blood stains, and poured the magic-killing potion on it.

Finally, a fire.

Her brother said this in the burning fire.

"I'm sad that I never got to know you, Serena, but from now on you can count on me."

At that time, the empty space in her heart seemed to be filled with something, making her human part complete.

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Xi Di remembered the past conversation between him and Teacher Fran.

"Who is the strongest witch the teacher has ever seen?"

"Well, the teacher doesn't know. Some witches are knowledgeable, some are good at fighting, and some are good at healing... They all have their own strengths, so it's hard to figure out the question of 'the strongest'. Everyone is the same." What a wonderful person.”

"It's indeed a loose question. It's hard to get an objective answer, but I know the most amazing witch."

His teacher looked over with gentle eyes, "Who is it?"

"It's you, teacher."

……

Open your eyes.

The temperature in the mainland is getting lower day by day, the plants on the streets are covered with thin frost, and the morning wind is cold and dry, acting as a vanguard for the boss of winter.

Pressing the off-white deerstalker hat on her head, Xidi packed her clothes slowly and walked out of the hotel.

Traveling alone is still a bit monotonous. I opened my mouth to talk several times, and when I was confused and no one answered, I remembered that my companions had already left.

This is what traveling is like, and humans are animals that love temperature. Even he needs some time to adjust to such a lost mood.

A somewhat old scarf with a white rabbit pattern was wrapped around his face, and the young traveler left the country.

……

As if all the "surprises" were to be condensed and exploded in one country, at dusk, Xidi came to an ancient country.

People around me call it this:

[Helvetia at Dusk].

A country's nickname is often an impressive part of it, such as its specialties, scenery, phenomena, etc. So what does dusk mean?

Chidi would soon learn, for it was now dusk.

……

"Go quickly! Find a hotel before the sun goes down and don't come out!"

The man spoke in a rapid tone. After speaking, he shrank into the small compartment next to the country door and closed it tightly, and his voice disappeared.

Such words really don't seem to come from the mouth of a country's city guard.

It's a warning, it's a fear, and it's an effective method.

Xidi opened the map, oh, this is Helvey.

Not Raccoon City.

As a solitary traveler, he rarely deliberately collects information about a country. He has never met anyone on the way here, so he often knows nothing about the places he passes. He was also like this in the past. The feeling of surprise can make a boring journey a little more colorful.

It seems like the surprise was too much today.

Walking along the quaint stone road, the country reflected in the setting sun gives people a mysterious shock at first glance. It is different from all the countries we have seen before——

The streets were empty.

There is none of the most basic "decoration" of a human gathering place: humans themselves.

The dead silence filled the air, reminding Xidi of his hometown.

Is this place also plagued by demons?

"pat-"

The wooden windows of a house on the street were closed.

It turned out that there was still someone there, but the window was closed so quickly and skillfully that even Xidi didn't have time to see the person's expression clearly.

After thinking about it, Xidi decided to listen to the city guards. All the problems in this country pointed to one possibility: there was something wandering after dusk that ordinary people could not fight against.

He is confident in his own strength, but there is no conflict between confidence and caution. In other words, caution should also be a part of strength.

I have seen monsters named [ghouls] during my travels. They are like "lost" and "zombie" things in popular stories some time ago. If bitten by them, they will quickly turn into the same kind. At the beginning of the change, , they are not much different from humans, they look like ordinary people with mental disorder.

One bite and your life is over.

There are so many unknowns and risks in travel. Xidi, who is still a human being, has no idea of ​​​​colliding head-on. She should avoid the sharp edges and wait until she has a better understanding of the situation before making a judgment.

……

But plans can never keep up with change.

What about the hotel?Where is the hotel?

It's a pity that the customs of this country still seem to be stuck at home a few centuries ago. You can't see any signboards or slogans at all. You probably need to learn from the local people. And the locals stay at home. So, around him Caught in a dilemma.

Should I break into people's houses decisively like a brave man, or should I take a chance and see if there is anyone who understands the situation?

Thinking like this, Xidi heard the sound of footsteps.

resident?

When he looked back, he gave up this guess.

In the increasingly intense color of dusk, the translucent thing swayed toward me.

"I'm so tired from work, so sleepy, and I really want to sleep..."

Although it was translucent and had an overall faded feel, if you squinted your eyes, you could still see the dark eye sockets and pale complexion on the face, which looked like death from overwork.

Let's use "him" to refer to him. His pronunciation is quite ancient, but his clothes are very modern. What is this?

"Let's die together, bastard boss!"

He suddenly turned his head and rushed towards him with a roar, with an explosive speed that was beyond the reach of office workers.

Through this guy's translucent body, Hidi could clearly see the sky behind him.

The sun has completely set, and only the clouds are drifting.

Facing the unknown object coming towards her, Hidi raised her wand.

It looks like an old antique, give it a little modern magic shock.

……

The result was a big local shock from this guy.

Xi Di looked at the sword blade in her hand silently.

It has not been drawn out for several years, and it relies on the maintenance of magic power to keep it from rusting. It was this short sword that cut off the office worker's head when the magic was completely ineffective, causing him to turn into a mist and float away. .

That kind of reaction was not unfamiliar to him. He had seen it in those experimental animals about ten years ago. It was the soul, and magic power could not act on the soul.

Neither the magic shield nor the ice or fire could stop the monster's progress. When he was preparing for a tactical retreat, he remembered that there was a sword in the crutch.

At that time, the hand was only half a palm away from his eyes.

Although I don't know the consequences, it's probably not a good thing to be hit by that thing.

Thanks to Serena, the swordsmanship she taught him personally was actually used today.

"I'm late, I'm not hurt."