Candy Wizard and Travel

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Many days passed.

The silver-haired witch woke up from her sleep and smelled the scent of candy beside her ear.

When I stood up, I accidentally pulled out a small strand of hair that I was holding down, but I didn't feel anything at all.

Looking at the hair, she stuffed it into her pocket in silence.

Recently, she has become increasingly lethargic and mentally unstable. She often experiences trances and auditory hallucinations. Even her subordinates can no longer approach her. Only with her mother and friends can she feel calm.

And those who believed in Clarice didn't find it inappropriate.

At this time, the witch's important friend was sitting at the desk, looking through the old information, as if he had returned to the mode of getting along before the breakup, preparing food when she was sleeping, and calling her softly when she was about to wake up.

But this is all an illusion. They can get along "friendly" just because her friend no longer has the strength to strangle her to death.

At this time yesterday, Cidi climbed onto Clarice with difficulty and tried to kill her with her weight. Well, it failed sadly.

She was unmistakable, they were the same kind of people.

If there is anything in the way, she will cross it without hesitation. Clarice believes that as long as there is a chance, Hiddi will leave without hesitation and come back later, only to put a bouquet of flowers in front of her grave as a memorial.

Many people receive their first bouquet of flowers after death, but Clarice has received many, and she feels she does not need them.

Now that I think about it, it's really sad that the only best friend in my life is so indifferent.

But soon, soon...

This friend is easy to understand. He usually seems cold and rational, but once a substantial connection is established, he can never let go. He is a type who is not good at dealing with people close to him. He only targets the people around him with a dedicated personality. I probably often suffer from this.

For example, if Xidi gets married or has children in the future, and his wife and daughter are lazy, he will sigh and take care of their daily life.

It is a UR card that is very difficult to conquer, but once you get it, you will have no worries for the rest of your life.

Who doesn't love UR?

Clarice stood up, like a living undead. She could no longer maintain the dexterous pace before. When her mental state was particularly bad, she even needed to hold on to her old friend's scythe.

Well, after the old man brought them in, only one of her and her friends could get out. Most likely, she was left outside to prevent that kind of thing from happening.

This place was left behind by those who left many years ago. It has not been dealt with for various reasons. Almost no one comes here in Helvey now. The buildings on the ground have been almost destroyed by the dead. Fortunately, the underground is still there. reliable.

As always, she picked up Hidi and put her in her arms.

It was said that she was weak, but it was also relatively weak compared to before. The ordinary dead and even the ordinary wandering dead were still not enough for her to fight.

"doing what."

"Think about how to leave."

"I'll let you go...but not now. Just get some sleep and don't think too much."

She carefully combed Xi Di's somewhat messy hair.

During this time, even Xidi was not in much mood to tidy up his appearance, and he did not have the strength. He found it difficult to even turn the pages of a book. Walking a few steps was like a pampered young lady running 1000 meters.

Now he is too lazy to resist at this time and waste his energy.

"Just relax and sleep. Everything will pass." Her fingers deftly brushed through her hair, combing her dull white hair neatly.

"The soul magic you studied has been taught. Although the requirements for talent are relatively high, there is no shortage of such talents in this country. There are still many people who have learned it. The recent cleanup activities have become very smooth...With you With the power of China, this country’s problems will be solved soon. There will be a long, long time to come, what should we do? It’s really scary to think about it.”

At this time, Hidi realized the difference between Clarice and Natasha. She had never really left the country. In the eyes of the people of Helvey, she was the patron saint, but in Hidi's view, she was just a person. A poor, hateful guy trapped in a corner.

"You're not going anywhere, Clarisse."

Xi Di fell into her arms and continued to read the book.

"You will stay here and be buried in the soil to enjoy a true rest. I will customize the coffin with my own hands. The silver-white coffin lid will be engraved with the pattern of morning glory. No matter what season, roses and roses will be in full bloom on the tomb. Every year I will Coming here to see you once is the last thing I can do for this friendship."

Clarice didn't care at all about such rude words, she pressed her cheek against the back of Hidi's neck, feeling the fresh breath, and said with a chuckle.

"Really? That's not bad either..."

Discussions about the future came to an abrupt end.

Both of them knew that even in this state, the other party would not be able to win easily.

When it comes to the level of the soul, Hidi's progress was so fast that Clarice was extremely moved.

If three hundred... no, there were people like Xi Di 100 years ago, she would be enjoying a peaceful old age now.

It's a pity no.

She won't lose. 300 years of obsession have long been distorted, but the weight of her soul is not false at all.

This will be another showdown between time and talent, but it will be fairer than last time, and no one will hold back.

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Old friends always help in unexpected places.

Well, "old" friend.

All of Xidi's luggage was neatly brought down, including the doll Mayuko.

Of course there is nothing we can do to help him get out of here.

But you can believe that knowledge is power, especially in the world of magic. This sentence is not an exaggeration.

Natasha's manuscript is still there. As a veteran witch who can turn an ancient dragon into a living person and a living history book, she also has considerable insights into the soul. However, she runs a bookstore, so how can she sell banned books? In my own manuscript, I mention some key points in a rather obscure way.

Xidi didn’t understand it before, but now she can barely understand it.

There was also what Luxela mentioned some time ago about the devil, which made him understand the essence of the soul.

The utilization rate of human souls is very low, which is exactly the opposite of magic power. Although other races use crude racial magic, they all have a few unique skills in the soul.

And Xidi is trying to stop being a human and analyze the soul to be more useful.

In ancient times, the crystallization of the soul was the "Philosopher's Stone" that could turn stone into gold, and its essence was of course the advanced operation of magic power. In other words, the soul was a polymer of high-energy magic power that humans cannot understand today. , humans have to transform the original magic power several times before they can use it. It is reasonable that they cannot control the soul.

Take, for example, a slightly trendy but down-to-earth statement.

The soul is most likely a "universal material". If you want a brick, it becomes a brick. If you want mercury, it will become mercury. If you want a wife... this probably cannot be changed, but it can make people have good dreams.

But Xidi only wants magic power now.

Last time, he was guarding the door, hoping to absorb some magic power at the moment the door opened. After being discovered, Clarice made a potion to block the magic power and fed it mouth to mouth.

So the last bit of magic power was sent.

The lack of magic power in the human body is like the lack of lubricating oil in machinery. Problems will occur over time. Hidi judged from this that one month was almost here. Clarice had imprisoned him for a long time, but his mentality hardly fluctuated.

I can't feel the passage of time in this room. Before, I could tell by Clarisse delivering food. Recently, her body has probably completely collapsed. I haven't seen her for a long time. I can only rely on her to replenish energy. The potion left over from before.

There wasn't even a mirror here, so I could only put water in the bathroom and vaguely see my own shadow through the water.

I feel like I've lost weight again...

It took a lot of effort to eat fatter food, but if this continued, when she went back to see the teacher, she would feel panicked because her thighs were resting on her head.

"Clarice..."

Reciting the name of the culprit, Hidi lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

He had been reading for a long time and it was time to rest.

The pillow fell to the ground, and I didn't bother to pick it up, so I grabbed a book and put it on the back of my head.

The title of the book is "Clarice of New Moon".

Xidi finally read this book, because it is not a good thing to know nothing about the deceased when writing an epitaph for someone.

……

Another long time.

"ta-ta-"

In the empty secret room, any sound will be amplified. This strange sound made Xi Di alert, and his traveler's instinct has not disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, he almost didn't recognize Clarice.

Her skin was gray, and black blood vessels could be clearly seen, like broken marks.

It's like a clay structure, and it also looks like the failure of the weird-style doll that Master Mal once tried.

The solemn black dress she used to wear was no longer worn. Clarice was wrapped in a black robe, and her exposed hands and neck were all wrapped with bandages. The thin lines were like specimens.

"You look terrible."

"Ho..."

She held the sickle, and her vocal cords barely vibrated. Fortunately, there were no other sounds in the room, so Xi Di could vaguely hear her.

"I met a big guy last week and almost died, ho-ho-"

She seemed to be suffocating, and her tone was drawn out.

"I have been lying in bed for a week. Yesterday, I told my mother that if I die, let her let you out... I feel better when I wake up in the morning. It seems that I still can't let you go."

"It would be better if you died."

"I didn't die when I deserved it, so I had to die when I could."

The two spoke in a casual tone.

It was like two gladiators about to take the field. They had already sharpened their spears, applied poison, and had their spirits high. There was no need to provoke them with words anymore.

"The ceremony will be tomorrow." Clarice put down her scythe and walked over, reaching out to brush Hidi's face and using the cleaning magic to make him clean. "Do you need more formal clothes?"

"No need, my robe was made for me by my master. She is my important master."

"That's enough indeed," she said. "I'll come in my mourning clothes. Mum made them herself. She cried a lot yesterday and I told her I'd be back."

"It's such a shame that you're going to break your promise."

She shook her head, as if she had no interest in speaking, turned around, dragged the sickle and left.

Xidi believed that she was really weak to the limit, but a dying snake was still a poisonous snake. If you had mercy on it, being bitten would be very bad.

The sound of the door closing.

Hidi was lying on the bed, reading Clarice's autobiography.

There was a lot here that she had forgotten.

a lot of.

……

"Cough cough cough..."

"Clarice!"

The blue-haired woman came over to support her daughter.

Clarisse no longer had the strength to refuse.

"You locked your friend here!" Clarice's mother was worried and angry. She knew that her child had done something wrong, but she had no way to correct it.

Clarice gasped, blood oozing from the bandages between her chest and abdomen.

"I'll take care of it, Mom."

"you you……"

She was speechless.

Helvey was not at peace during this period, and the news that Clarisse was about to leave could not be concealed, because as long as the witch walked on the street, there would be a thousand pairs of eyes looking at her.

People can easily deduce when she was injured. It was the night a month ago. People said that she faced the huge monster to protect her mother, and shed tears for this heroic and touching filial piety. .

The blue-haired woman was only sad for Clarice's fate. She had always thought that her daughter and the people of the Crescent Society were enjoying the power as leaders and dominating the country, but for the first time, she knew what kind of danger they were carrying. Fighting.

The future of this country, her daughter, the kid who cooks equally well...

Unfortunately, this multiple-choice question was not for her to do, and she couldn't do it.

Clarice hugged her mother, her body like a dry rotten wood.

"Don't worry, Mom, everything will be fine, everything will be over, next time..."

At this moment, the witch who had lived for 300 years was stunned for a moment.