Putting on her pajamas, her long wet and steamy hair hanging down, Clary sat at the table and didn't hesitate to praise her at all.

Her injury actually healed.

"What a great craft. I like you more and more. Nowadays, magicians are not so good at cooking. It's really hard to stand."

Xidi felt that his teacher was hiding his face in shame.

He spread the jam flatly.

"The kitchen shows signs of use. I saw the leftover stew on the table. It looks good. Is it your craft?"

"Yeah, I also have some experience in cooking."

Perhaps it was the change of light and shadow, but when Xi Di talked about the remaining food, her expression dropped a little, and then it was covered with a sunny smile again.

Both of them rarely meet people who can talk about this topic. The last time Xidi talked to someone about cooking was in the Peaceful Kingdom.

Breakfast time was very enjoyable.

Hidi lamented that such normal witches were rare. In addition to her fanaticism in cleaning up the dead, Clarice in her spare time was undoubtedly the most normal magician he had ever seen. She was gentle, careful, and good at listening and communicating. Still diligent.

——The last point is not meant to ridicule anyone.

"Does Miss Clarisse also like cooking?"

"Actually, I can't say that I like it very much. I just became very proficient by doing it."

"This is also a kind of talent."

"No, no, anyone can do it as long as they have time." Crescent Moon Witch said.

Where did she get the time?He is a humble person.

……

"I need to sleep until noon. If I get up late, I'll leave it to you for lunch. The library is over there, and next to it is the storage room for ingredients... Can I look forward to lunch?"

"I try to live up to my trust."

"Uh-huh."

It seemed like she hadn't chatted with anyone for a long time. She talked for a while, then took out a bunch of keys and threw them over.

"This is the key to the fourth floor. The noise coming in and out should be quieter."

"Are you so at ease with outsiders? We just met yesterday, right?" Xidi took it in confusion.

She smiled and said, "My vision is not wrong. You are a good boy. I haven't let anyone else come here for so long."

"It's a compliment that makes people unhappy."

"So, good guy?"

"It feels even weirder."

"Is this a good word?"

"It's just that it's not used much outside now. When confessing to a girl, in order not to embarrass the guy, the girl usually uses the excuse 'you are a good person but we are not suitable'."

"I see, it's so interesting outside. Let's talk about it later."

With a smile, she waved her hand and closed the door to the room.

It opened again after a while.

"My mom will probably be in the restaurant during the day."

close.

There seems to be something hidden between the words.

Xi Di thought of the stew that had been sitting in the kitchen for a long time, and guessed that maybe Miss Clarisse had a bad relationship with her mother?As a friend of my daughter, I would probably be classified as a "husband and dog friend".

Well, the relationship between friends who come to play at home and parents who are not very familiar with each other is indeed a troublesome relationship.

……

At her own pace, Xidi wanted to see the country during the day.

There were noisy sounds downstairs, and the New Moon Party began a busy day.

Xidi didn't meet anyone else last night, and now a strange-looking guy walked down from their leader's residence, which was probably very conspicuous. After thinking about it, he simply followed Clarice's example, opened the window and climbed out.

He soon discovered that this level of caution was still too low.

Chididan knew that Clarice was very popular, but to be so popular in this country...

As soon as I saw it, there were slogans in front of the shops such as "Lady Clarice once visited", "Lady Clarisse once appreciated" and so on - most likely they were true, the person looked very friendly to the people.

There were white-haired balloons flying on the street, which were probably the image of Clarisse; vendors were selling dolls with silver-white hair; parents passing by were faintly heard teaching their children, "You must work hard to serve Lady Clarice," and even... No one even said the words "become that person", so much respect.

Finally, Hidi came to the square that she passed yesterday. There was a statue there, which couldn't be seen clearly at night.

It was an old-looking stone sculpture with a label on the front: Lady Clarice, Guardian of Helvey at Dusk.

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Does it look familiar?

It took Xidi a little time to pull out of her mind the last country that was so fanatical, it was the place where a certain hemorrhoid king lived. The eel rice there... forget it, I didn't want to remember the food when I thought of the king, so as not to affect my appetite.

There he worships his teacher, the Stardust Witch Fran.

But that level is understandable, as it is part of popular culture, and is considered "loving", but here... even "respect" is not enough to describe it, it can be said to be fanatical belief.

He clearly heard the greeting words between the two people when they met, "Lord Clarice's blessing" and "Lord Clarice's blessing".

There are several pregnant women walking on the street now, looking at this side with envy.

"That child's hair is so beautiful...just like Lady Clarisse's now."

"Yes, yes, I am so happy, but the past few times..."

"Oh, isn't it great now?"

"..."

Xi Di had a strange feeling. That enthusiastic and lively person, a rare normal person among witches, was like a god in this country, being enshrined on the altar by all living beings.

It’s chilling to think about.

He wasn't prepared to know more.

Don't interfere too much in other people's lives, after all, they won't stay here for long.

And judging from his own feelings, Clarice is undoubtedly a responsible leader. She travels around the country day and night, with sincere enthusiasm and vitality. Among all the people he has met, only Fu Teacher Lan has such a strange affinity.

It's just that the people who support her are too fanatical.

The most taboo thing about interacting with people is to believe too much in what you see or what you hear. Xidi feels that he has enough judgment to analyze whether a person is good or bad.

He raised his head and glanced at the sculpture, and felt that it didn't look very similar. It might have undergone some artistic processing. Unfortunately, he didn't know the history of this country and couldn't tell anything.

……

There was not enough time in the morning to observe too much, and the ever-present elements about Clarice were also interfering with his thinking. It felt like he had watched a lot of things, and all he recalled was Clarice, Clarice, and Clarice.

Finally, he came back near noon. This time he took the stairs to the fourth floor. The people on the first three floors who were busy with various things did not notice him because they consciously kept a certain distance from the stairs on the fourth floor and were busy. There is no time to look up from business.

Among those who are working, there are many outstanding magicians. In Xi Di's senses, the various rhythmic magic powers are like lights. If it is night, the lights here will probably be brightly lit.

From this perspective, the Crescent Society's location is probably the safest place in the country.

Went up to the fourth floor smoothly.

Xi Di opened the door with the key, went to the storage room, checked the ingredients, and thought about the lunch meal.

In his past life, he rarely cooked for employers who had a simple entrustment-employment relationship, because some people would always regard this as a signal that they wanted to deepen the relationship, which was very troublesome, so unless there was really no ready-made food, Normally he would not take action.

But he doesn't dislike Crescent Witch's character, and she seems to be a well-measured person.

Just think of it as a reward for reading other people's books.

……

"It smells so good...it doesn't smell like candy this time."

The witch, who had put on a long black dress but had not yet put on the magician's robe, came over. This simple and elegant dress showed off her curves very well. It was a natural and harmonious beauty, like a plaster statue. The slender chest, well-proportioned waist and slender waist are very eye-catching.

Following the same strange rhythm as last night, every step is the best angle to exert force. Even in the most tired morning, there is such a margin.

Xidi felt a chill on her back. For a person who sharpened his blade all day long, even if it wasn't pointed at him, it would feel too sharp.

"The taste of lunch is a little lighter, is that acceptable?"

"I just woke up, okay."

"There are baked honey waffles over there. They were just made and carefully ironed. There is black tea on the table. I don't know much about tea, so I just used some from the storage room."

"Oh, thank you. I happen to be a little thirsty. That's so thoughtful. I like you more and more."

Clarisse happily sat down at the dining table with desserts and tea. Her movements were lively, but her sitting posture was quite educated and leisurely. She was really a contradictory person.

Xidi came over with the food and placed the third set of tableware on the table.

Clarice paused slightly while eating.

"Mom won't come out to eat when I'm here, so please put it aside."

"understood."

She pushed the half-eaten muffin next to the cutlery, and placed a portion of the food on it.

The two of them tacitly skipped this topic.

"Have you been on the street today? How do you feel about this country?" She picked up a piece of beef stew and tasted it carefully.

"It is a country with a long history and the architectural style is very complete."

"Is that all there is to it?"

"Well, I didn't have time to read more. It just made me feel like I was in some kind of celebrity fan group. Everyone was talking about Lady Clarisse, the Crescent Moon Witch."

"Ah, I'm so embarrassed -" she covered her face with one hand and put it down again, "I'm just kidding, it's natural for those who devote themselves to the people to be admired. You get what you pay for, that's what I think."

"That's already an enviable thing."

"Yes."

She didn't know what she thought of, and her thoughts were dark.

"It's just that sometimes what you get is not what you want."

……

After lunch, Clarice took Hidi to her office. She was not in a hurry to start working, but sat together and chatted about the outside world.

Until I brewed another pot of tea, there was still no sound.

Clarisse sighed, "Let's go, it's time for us to start our afternoon work."

"I will not be involved in anything other than the dead." Xi Di emphasized seriously.

She nodded, "Well, it's not a problem, or there aren't many things going on in this country."

After following Clarice out, Hidi realized clearly how popular she was in this country, which was a hundred times more exaggerated than what she saw on the street.

Everyone around her, no matter what they were doing, put down their things and came over like a tide, looking at her with almost "admiration" eyes.

"What a blessing to see you today!"

"Lady Clarisse, can you sign your autograph for me?"

"My child has always wanted to shake your hand. He is in school now. Can you shake my hand?"

"Lady Clarisse, please look at me!"

"..."

For all these reasons, it would be an understatement to call them fanatical fans. For example, the most fanatical religious believers offer their devotion to the gods. They even smell the air that Clarice passes by.

This……

Those who couldn't squeeze in from afar would half-kneel on the ground, muttering something like, "Bless me, Lady Clarice" and so on.

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