Candy Wizard and Travel

"After you came, Lady Clarice's pressure has been reduced a lot. Thank you very much!"

"I'm just accepting the commission."

"Anyway, thank you!"

He is a young man who is passionate about his work. He claims to have admired Lady Clarisse since he was a child and believes without any doubt that she can expel the dead from this country.

"It would be great if you could stay here forever, then my lord..." He said sadly.

"Don't say such stupid things, newcomer," Clarice came over, holding the chocolate bar made by Sidney in her mouth, looking contented, "Our future must be grasped with our own hands."

She never deliberately distances herself from her subordinates because there is no need to show dignity in that way.

"Yes! Lady Clarice!" The newcomer half-knelt on the ground in emotion.

"Go to work."

"Yes!"

He continues to patrol.

Looking at Xi Di, the witch of the crescent moon narrowed her eyes and smiled, broke off the chocolate bar with two fingers, and stuffed the other side into his mouth.

"Thank you, go and get some rest. I'll take care of tomorrow's breakfast."

"I have."

Xi Di was a little disgusted, but still bit the chocolate bar and walked away.

Clarisse stared at the white-haired traveler's retreating back and shook her head.

"You have to work harder, I can do it alone."

There is no responsibility here that needs to be shouldered by someone else.

……

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Xi Di opened the window, and the witch landed lightly, but she did not greet her as cheerfully as before.

"He died."

"Who?"

"That new guy last night."

The morning breeze blew in through the window and poured into my pajamas.

Xidi then remembered that it was winter now.

It's so cold.

He thought about the words to comfort Clarisse, but he questioned whether it was necessary. She must have experienced this many times.

Clarice didn't speak, she hugged him silently and patted his back to express her regret.

There was nothing ambiguous about this action. When they hugged each other, Xidi realized that her body was cold and extremely thin, like an ordinary girl.

"I am very sad that another comrade has left me."

Her voice was low, not hiding her heavy mood, and she lamented softly.

"He just joined the Crescent last month."

The morning breeze blew their hair, similar colors undulating, and the warmth in their hands and feet gradually drained away.

She noticed this, let go, turned around and closed the window.

"I'm going to his funeral."

Hidi hesitated.

"I'll be with you."

……

The magician's robe is very convenient and can be used in various situations without being rude.

The robe that Marr made for him in the early years no longer fit him, but several more were given to him in the past few years. Hidi put on a pure black one that reached to her ankles and was so tight that even her fingers were hidden in the sleeves. Bottom, not wearing a deerstalker hat.

Clarisse was dressed similarly to him, except that she still wore the same black skirt under her robe.

After Xi Di thought about it carefully, she felt that it was not inappropriate to appear in that dress at a funeral, and she wore it all day long, as if she had been mourning for someone all year round.

"Let's go."

She didn't rest, and there was nothing on her face. She wanted to hold Xi Di's hand, but she put it down after reaching out, like a child who was used to holding her mother's hand, but when she grew up, she realized that it was not appropriate anymore. .

"Feel sorry."

Xi Di didn't know what she was talking about.

……

Helvi's funeral was the simplest of all the countries that Siddi passed through.

In the morning, relatives and friends have paid their condolences. At noon, the coffin filled with flowers will be buried in the ground and covered with dew-stained soil. Relatives will scatter flower seeds according to the preferences of the deceased.

It's winter, but you can still use magic to make them sprout and bloom.

A clearing has been cleared on the west side of the country, and tombstones stand there. Those inward are covered with dead vines and leaves, and some plants in front of the monuments are still growing. This land makes people feel narrow and wide.

The wooden coffin has been buried in the ground, covered with moist soil and mixed with some white petals.

Tombstones were erected, flower seeds were sown, and people with sad faces stood in front of the tombstones.

Clarisse still took Hidi's hand and squeezed it a little harder. This action seemed to make her firm.

"Got a wand?"

"Nothing superfluous."

Xidi shook her head, and gave the consumables that he had as a spare to Ailijie and the others.

"Then come and help me, let the flower seeds germinate."

"I understand."

They went forward.

"please."

After Clarisse finished speaking, she came to the family members of the deceased and knelt down on one knee.

"It was my mistake, my fault."

"Lady Clarisse!"

The family members could not hide their surprise, and they knelt down, even lower than her, with grief in their voices.

"This is his choice. He has accepted all this before joining the job, and he can sacrifice for Lady Clarice and this country..."

Relatives were about to shed tears again as they spoke, and their sad words revealed regret and recognition, which they considered to be honorable and deserved things.

Clarice didn't stand up, so everyone around them knelt down and spread over. For a moment, only Hidi was standing here.

He gently raised the wand, transforming the magic power into a nature closer to the original, and wrapped the flower seeds. Under the catalysis, the fresh branches were pulled out, and the tender green gradually darkened into dark green. The finger-sized buds continued to grow, brew, and bloom into a bright red flower. rose.

The bright color contrasts even more vividly with the darkness around it.

Is this the flower the deceased loved during his lifetime?

The bright red and burning color looks like a lifelong passion.

He did burn out.

Clarisse stood up and looked at the red.

It was so red, brighter than the blood coughed up by the deceased last night.

The wandering dead appeared again. Although it was only a prototype, it was not something that newcomers could resist. What was even worse was that the place where it appeared was a busy street. If left alone, after the thing took shape, it would be like a train on the street. Rampage.

When Clarice saw the signal coming, she happened to see the newcomer holding a magic shield in front of the house, and was knocked away. The fragile magic power shattered like glass.

If witch-level magic had been used to rescue her at that time, there might still be some chance of survival.

But there was a raging monster next to her, so she didn't even hesitate for a second, waving her scythe and got on.

This is her guilt.

It didn't rain in Helvey today, but the sky was dark. The gray-black sky, gray-black earth, gray-black crowds, and the bright red flowers on the dark green branches and vines were particularly eye-catching.

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On the way back, Clarice's expression gradually returned to normal.

"I often wonder, if I were faster sometimes, those people wouldn't have to die." She said suddenly.

The fellow traveler lowered his eyes and said, "We have limited manpower, so there is nothing we can do."

"I can do it faster."

She raised her hand and gently touched Xi Di's eyes.

"If only I could see that too."

Xi Di only felt sorry for her.

……

"Want to have lunch?"

"No, work is about to start. There are still some snacks left from yesterday. I'll go eat some and have coffee."

Clarisse could not and would not remain in mourning for long, because if she were to mourn, she would have nothing to do for a year.

From 300 years ago to now, every day of the year, even every hour and every minute of the night, someone died at that time.

When they returned to the association, the members of the Crescent Society were doing something in front of the gate. When they saw Clarice, they stood up and said hello.

"Lady Clarice, Mr. Hidi."

"What is this doing?"

Xi Di asked softly when she saw what they had carved on the door.

Clarice tapped him on the shoulder and told him to come closer.

It was a string of numbers and a name.

A certain day, a certain year, a certain month, 27:[-].

It's time.

Xidi rarely walked through the main entrance. If she looked carefully, she could see that the things that looked like some kind of pattern were all densely packed characters, names, and death times.

"To this day, most of them have no meaning to the people of Helvey, but at least we in the Crescent have to remember them."

Clarice raised her hand to press down her hat, but found that she didn't have it with her today, so she raised her hand to cover her eyes, and left after a moment of silence.

It's a heavy thing that people can't like.

……

Unexpectedly, there were two plates of food in the restaurant, a salad and a stew. The bread was leftover from yesterday, a total of two people.

Outsiders cannot enter here.

Clarisse was obviously startled, then sat at the table, divided the food, and handed a portion to Hidi.

"It still tastes the same as before."

In fact, it was not as delicious as the two of them, but Clarisse finished it very seriously and enjoyed it.

Xidi ate quietly, thinking about some questions.

"I have had a total of six mothers," she said suddenly, with a leisurely expression, "and except for the first one and the current one, the others do not regard me as a daughter, but as a natural leader, a son of God or something."

Hidi had heard this from the maker of this food.

"I'm a little embarrassed to say it, but I also wrote an autobiography. It was originally intended to inspire people. Frankly speaking, it was a relatively boring work. It roughly mentioned something about me." She stood up and took it from the library after a while. Bring a book and hand it to Xi Di.

A very old book, even a manuscript, with beautiful thick cursive calligraphy on the cover, "Clarice of New Moon".

"I wish you could know a little more about me."