Candy Wizard and Travel

Xi Di felt that his body was going stiff.

Under such circumstances, the witch gently took his hand and raised it.

The surroundings immediately became eerily quiet, and people looked over with complex and heavy looks before Clarice continued.

"Everyone, I want to introduce you. This is the witch who recently came to our country. Her name is... uh, what is your name?" She then remembered that she was busy at work yesterday and had not asked her until now.

"...Xidi."

"Xidi, you helped me a lot last night, everyone should work well together."

"Understood! Lady Clarice!"

"It scared me to death. I thought she was Lady Clarice's daughter..."

"What beautiful hair and eyes!"

"She's a very powerful witch, right?"

Similar to the scene just now, people did not hesitate to praise them and clapped around them.

Hidi felt a shameful and absurd feeling, as if he was participating in a farce, and he was the puppet on the stage.

Clarice whispered in his ear.

"I'm sorry, but introductions are necessary. It's hard for unfamiliar faces to get along here."

This is the truth. In this extremely xenophobic country like a religion, if you don’t bring Clarice along with you when communicating with others, your identity as an outsider cannot be hidden, and you will be watched for whatever you do.

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"The night in this country belongs to the dead, and I will take it back."

Clarisse said so.

Xidi couldn't understand the look in her eyes, but felt that it was a kind of determination that went beyond determination. He had seen people like that in the association, either their hometowns were destroyed by monsters, or their relatives and friends were killed by thieves, or they suffered He hated all evil due to inhumane torture...

It makes people feel that even if the person dies, that strong obsession will remain on the body.

Like a signpost.

It is probably understandable why so many people admire this witch. She always has a magical power that makes people follow and admire her unconsciously.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work on Xi Di, because there are already radishes in the radish pit.

But if we are just friends...it is okay to do a little more than what we entrusted.

Somehow, Xidi asked.

"Can you tell me about the 'Dead'?"

……

The Dead, a mysterious species that appeared in Helvey about 300 years ago.

300 years ago, after attending the funeral of a relative, the grieving people saw that relative walking on the street in the evening mist.

It was instantly recognizable, and that was definitely not the posture a living person should have.

But at that time, people did not understand that they stepped forward to embrace the deceased in longing and trance, embracing their fathers who died of illness, their lovers who lost their lives in accidents, and their comrades who fought side by side...

They cheered, "What a miracle! Our companions have returned from the land of the dead!"

Ordinary people who touch the dead will have their skin begin to rot and their consciousness gradually cease. In the worst case, they will die on the spot. Even a magician can only resist for a while.

People quickly realized that it was no longer their relative.

It's just a walking monster with the shell of a familiar person.

"In my research, the dead are composed of fragments of human consciousness and the disordered magic in the forest. The magic will penetrate the body after being touched. Even a witch can only last less than 2 minutes.

Other than that, I don’t know why it was Helvey... I don’t think about those things now. As long as there are humans here, the dead will continue to appear, but I believe that no matter how long it takes, there will always be One day, those damn monsters will die completely, and this country will return to its past peace. It will be up to me, our Crescent Society, to take back the night of this country. "

Her tone was not impassioned, and she seemed a bit unqualified as a speech, but underneath her words, there was a flowing and shining will like molten iron, and everything she passed was filled with the hardness of iron gray.

——Nothing can change her.

Xi Di clearly realized this.

Thinking of what she said, "returning to the peace of the past", one can't help but feel silent.

That was 300 years ago, right? Do we really need to persist now?

According to the association's handling method, normally all the residents of this country will be relocated, and then a large number of witches will be sent to study and solve the problem. The worst is to use magic to seal the surrounding area and confine all the dead to this land.

However, it is hard to leave the homeland, which makes people abandon their hometown, abandon the resting place of their ancestors' bones, and go to a foreign country... It is unacceptable and expected.

If you look into it carefully, there might be some elements of hatred.

There's nothing more resolute than that, right?

Their relatives and friends died at the hands of the dead, and now they have to leave in despair. It is unacceptable, absolutely, absolutely, unacceptable.

There are also many abandoned and uninhabited buildings in the city. Clarice did not shy away from saying that those were the previous residences of those who left Helvey.

"I will not reject anyone who comes, and I will not keep anyone who goes."

she says.

"Will you help me?"

"As a commission."

If we treat it only as a commission...

……

Pure magical attacks have no effect on the soul, but this does not mean that magic is useless.

The ice, fire, wind, and water thunder had no effect, so he used manipulation magic and summoning magic to control various weapons and wave them in the air. The torrent of metal crushed a huge lump of fat into flesh--and then turned into a misty mist and floated away.

The wandering dead, the number of crusade is one.

That does not mean that the dead are resting in peace, it is just waiting for the next brewing. Pure physical attacks only break up their bodies and have little effect.

"Ah, that's great. I thought I needed to take action."

Clarisse walked over from the other end of the street, gently blew the mist in front of her, showing an expression of appreciation.

"How does it feel?"

"It has no effect." Xidi shook her head.

He reached out and brushed away the mist, wrapping a slightly bluish line around his finger and showing it to Clarisse.

"Only this little bit fell down."

But the witch opposite showed a strange expression.

"what?"

She understood immediately.

"Can you see something?"

"Ah, because of my physical condition, my teacher and I have studied the soul for a period of time. At least simple observation can be done. Later, I found a formula in a certain book and finally solved it——"

Xidi suddenly remembered something.

The ancient book where the king established Celestilia, the book that recorded various notes about souls, mentioned a country with the name "Twilight".

The last sentence was this: "That adult has gone down the wrong path... We have decided to leave here."

Helvey at Dusk.

It's a coincidence that makes people not want to think of a coincidence.

"Unfortunately, even if you can see it, you still can't intervene stably, especially the kind that is chaotic and chaotic, where the soul fragments carrying consciousness are combined with special magic power, which is unstable and will break when touched. In the end Spread into smaller pieces.”

Xi Di's expression became serious as she described what she saw.

When the human soul is broken to a certain extent, it will dissipate directly, but it is different here. Even after it is broken to the end, it can still be spliced ​​together under the influence of special magic power. Each time it is broken apart, it only consumes magic power. Sooner or later, the fragments will be reunited. Aggregate.

A piece of bread can be easily divided into many small pieces, but a crumb... it is very difficult to divide it into pieces.

A destruction left only these fragments of the soul, which reminded Xidi of an ancient Eastern story - Foolish Old Man Moves the Mountain.

If the mountain does not increase, the descendants will be inexhaustible, and the mountain will be removed one day.

But what if the mountains are growing too?

Those "children and grandchildren" will become part of the mountain after death.

There is definitely something wrong with this country, this land.

Hidi told Clarice this conjecture.

She rubbed her hair and said, "As long as it's faster."

she says.

"There are so many fallen at one time, so many dead every day, and we continue to clean them up. As long as the cleaning speed is faster than the growth, sooner or later we will be cleared out, right?"

"But that would take about a hundred years to calculate." Xidi gave a vague figure.

In his eyes, half of the body of the hesitant dead man, who was as tall as a building, was in pieces. How much of it had disappeared in this defeat?One in a thousand or one in ten thousand?

"There will be one day, it will definitely happen," the Crescent Moon Witch was still smiling, and gently hugged Xi Di in the evening sun, "Thank you, my friend."

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Xidi felt that several years of exercise had been consumed in these few days.

When the mountains grew faster than people, Yu Gong probably had some hatred towards the mountains, so he continued to fight against them.

This is indeed the case.

There is only one Yugong who can move mountains, and other followers spontaneously support her and continue this long and endless work.

That Crescent Moon Witch has a strange personality charm. Even Xidi, who has always been slack in interpersonal communication, rarely had the idea of ​​"doing a little more".

So recently he restarted his research on the soul.

……

Clarice cannot see souls.

Being able to see souls seems to be a rare talent, or in other words, a disease. Just like some special diseases allow people to smell smells that only sick people can feel. Hidi believes that , only people who have had problems with their souls can probably see their souls.

The soul of a normal person is hidden in the body, as if wearing a bright dress, but those monsters are undoubtedly running naked.

If you think about it this way, it doesn't seem like a good thing to see them?

In addition, if the normal soul is a smooth sphere, then the soul of the dead is like a child's plasticine handicraft, so tense and weirdly creative that if you look at it for a few more times, you will feel like your head is going to explode.

The advantage is that you can clearly see the marks on the suture monsters, and it will be easier to attack the more obvious places.

In just a few days, after Xi Di became a little familiar with the terrain, the speed of clearing the dead caught up to 50% of Clarice's speed.

This is normal. When it comes to cleaning up the dead, Clarice's workload accounts for more than 90% of the Crescent Society. Normally, she needs to spend most of the night dealing with the first active dead. Others in the Crescent Society are responsible for providing Intelligence, and after cleaning up, patrol until dawn to deal with the "randomly refreshed" dead.

With Xi Di's help, within a few hours, only mist filled the streets of Helvey, and the accumulated dead were disposed of like garbage.

The two of them walked through the streets as if they were taking a walk, chatting about some interesting topics. It was a bit leisurely among friends, and there was no hint that they were doing any dangerous work.

In the middle of the night, Xi Di will go back to rest. His schedule is still that of a human being, but the witch of the new moon is still watching the night with her followers.

In the morning, hearing the sound of knocking on the window outside, Xidi opened the window in her pajamas. This busy man was also used to entering the house from this way.

They chatted about the early morning battle and took turns preparing three meals.

Contrary to what she said, "make whatever you want", Clarice's skills are not inferior to any chef Xi Di has ever seen, but she is not good at many dishes. The two have gained something after the exchange.

……

The research on the soul has been carried out for two days.

The library, files, and information collected from some abandoned buildings, whether useful or not, were all placed in front of Xi Di, which gave him some ideas.

Clarice never wastes time on studying how to kill casualties efficiently. The magic of the Crescent Society is of its own, almost entirely focused on lethality. It is rough, no, it should be said to be simple and efficient, which makes Cidi Eye-opener.

It's a pity that it still specializes in precision and efficiency, and doesn't have the luxury of clearing the field. After all, although the simple magic power release is cool, it doesn't work well here.