Candy Wizard and Travel

"I will. Seniors, just take a good rest. I have brought snacks, but you should not eat too much now, so please control it."

After Xidi recorded the information summarized by her seniors, she bowed politely, put the gifts in their hands, and left.

The witch watched the junior's back disappear from sight, lay on the bed, and lit another cigarette.

"What a good kid... If I were 20 years younger, I would chase him."

The injured man next to him got up and stretched out his hand to open the gift. "There are quite a lot of varieties. Your hands are so skillful. What a good boy... Then I will chase him when I am ten years younger."

Others followed suit.

"Just be quiet when you eat your juniors' food."

"That's right, did I get you eight years ago?"

"I think five years..."

"Noise, noisy!"

A hairy hand grabbed the door, and the "flower-like" nurse pushed the door open and came in. With her fierce eyes, the witches were silent.

Judging from the comparison of body types, resistance is not a rational choice.

As soon as the nurse left, they resumed their discussion in low voices.

The portion of the snacks was not small, but the portion for seven or eight people here was only four or five yuan per person. They grinned and endured the pain while playing and making tea and snacks. After a while, the wound opened again, attracting the nurse. of pursuit.

Frankly speaking, the psychological pressure is even greater.

As for other things, there is no need to worry.

……

"Hello, beautiful Miss Witch, would you like some flowers?"

A flash of bright red appeared in the field of vision, and the surrounding area was filled with purple and red.

It is such a sea of ​​flowers that almost spreads out of sight. When the wind blows over, it seems that you can see the flying pollen. The scent is mixed together, which makes people feel a little sick. The undulating petals reveal those branches and vines with thorns, which creates a sense of contrast. It also gives people new fear.

No wonder the seniors said no specific witness information was needed.

The girl with red hair stopped Xi Di in mid-air, holding a bouquet of flowers in her arms.

"Ah, thanks."

Xidi took it directly and stared at it. In the vision of the soul, it was floating up and down with green primitive magic power, tempting those who came into contact to get close to it. Human beings cannot resist the charm of monsters, even ordinary magicians. Will not work.

To ordinary people, this flower is heartbreakingly beautiful, but to Xidi, it is just a bunch of ordinary wild flowers, messy, and has no style at home.

as expected.

He looked up at the girl in front of him.

"Are you ok?"

"It's very good. It's better than ever here. These flowers make me feel calm. I'm so happy to live here."

Xidi nodded, "There is also the ability to organize language and simple thinking, and it instinctively attracts humans to the sea of ​​flowers... Give it a try."

Generally speaking, these humans who have been eroded by magic cannot be saved. After being brainwashed by the rough magic, the only thought in their heads is to dedicate themselves to monsters.

Even he can only try.

The girl seemed unable to understand such words and repeated the behavior just now. She knelt on the ground and buried herself in the flowers from the waist down. She was stroking the surrounding flowers as if she was thinking and enjoying herself. The plants approached her as if they were sane.

Chidi raised her wand mercilessly.

……

A long time ago, this country was nicknamed the "Land of Flowers". People loved flowers, opened up land in the forest, and planted flowers and plants all over the mountains and fields. The colorful flower fields made every passerby heart-wrenching.

In the past few decades, flowers have gradually become taboo in this country.

People are accustomed to wearing masks on sunny days when flowers are in bloom and pollen is spread, or staying at home and staying indoors.

"Flowers have magical power." This sentence used to have a complimentary meaning to praise those happy colors. However, in recent years, this sentence has become "Flowers have terrible magic power." Anyone who comes into contact with it will Their people will be like an addiction, constantly craving the scent of flowers. After the flowers wither, they will set off to the flower field.

That cursed place.

An incinerator is set up at the city gate to deal with flowers from the outside world immediately. Regardless of whether they are produced by the surroundings, flowers have become a nightmare for the people of this country.

People who have lost relatives and friends curse the past, the present, and the sea of ​​flowers day after day.

"If only God would open his eyes and let a thunder or fire burn them to death!"

People say so.

On this morning, people wore masks, looked sadly in that direction, and said their daily curses like religious people praying.

"Wow!"

Strange vibrations can be felt hundreds of miles away, and the turbulent wind brings an unsettling aura. People look in the distance and see a pillar of fire rising into the sky, almost making people think that the sun has set and is already the color of sunset.

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"There is a beautiful sea of ​​flowers in the nearby country, well, it should be right here..."

The gray-haired traveler swayed his feet and arrived at the area that used to be known as the Land of Flowers on a clear spring day.

She looked at the map in her hand and looked down at it again.

There is only a wet swamp here, which seems to be a newly opened water body. The water is still muddy in color, and nearby is a dark land, like a forest where a fire has occurred, and there is a vague smell of burning lingering around. .

"I'm lost?"

……

People in this country like white. White is the color of mourning, the color of new life, and the color of hope.

The white-haired witch traveler received a warm welcome when she entered the city.

Irena has never seen a country like this. More than half of the houses on the street hang white straw ropes. In the culture here, it represents the death.

war?

But the strange thing is that everyone has a smile on their face. After meeting, they will even deliberately adjust their expressions and smile very seriously, even if the things at hand are delayed a little, they don't care.

It felt like I hadn't smiled like that in a long time.

"Brother, you forgot your lunch."

"Ah, thank you. You should go back quickly. That person said that you will be able to walk after your legs have been trained for a while. You need to rest."

"A certain amount of exercise is also necessary, brother."

The younger city guard ran to the side and talked to someone. Irena checked in with the middle-aged city guard. When she turned around, she saw a red-haired girl pushing a wheelchair over and holding a bag in her hand. Holding lunch box.

It is a pity that she cannot stand at such a bright age, but both she and the people around her have expressions of blessing.

It's weird...

Irena suppressed her curiosity and did not ask rudely at this time.

……

"Is this the land of flowers?"

"You can tell that you are from out of town. It's because of this period of time. A few months ago, if you asked me like this here, you would be scolded."

The bakery clerk was chatting with the customers while wrapping the bread in brown paper and handing it to the gray-haired girl in front of him.

"Why do you say that?"

"You should have seen on the way here that there are funerals all over the country, and it's all because of those damn flowers that were planted in the past."

He was very eloquent and introduced the country’s past customs, those days with windows closed and masks, and how he couldn’t stand the strangers who left the country...

The traveler listened and finished one piece of bread, but felt that it was not good to stand still, so he handed over two more copper coins, packed one to eat on the way, and continued to listen to the introduction of the waiter.

"...That's about it. In fact, I heard it on the road. I just came here with the boss last month." The clerk felt that he should be a bard in a tavern and promoted the products in the store. "This chocolate bar, you can Would you like some? Our dim sum chef came from a far away country. It is said that such dim sum is very popular there."

"Oh, have some too, it looks familiar..." The girl took it easily, picked up one and put it in her mouth. It was so hard, and the outer layer of chocolate was too sweet. It was unlike anything she had ever tasted before. It's two things.

Anyway, it’s thin biscuits dipped in chocolate, so this kind of creativity is not uncommon.

"By the way, don't you still use flowers as your emblem now?" She pointed to the clerk's apron, which had a black flower pattern on it.

"This," he waved his hand, "was worn when doing chores. It was made when the previous flags were processed, and the waste was thrown away. The uniforms were washed and not dried today."

"Oh, that's it. If you complain..."

"Please be merciful, for the sake of my story."

"Okay, so is this country going to change its name?"

"It still doesn't have a name. It won't be strange to be called the Country of Masks, the Country of Lakes, and the Country of Mushrooms in the future, but the flag is certain."

He raised his hand and pointed to the city gate in the distance, where a white flag with a circle pattern fluttered in the wind.

"It's said to be something the hero who saved this country liked."

"Whirlpool...river?"

"No, it's a lollipop."

"Is this too casual?"

"It is said that the king aspires to be as free as the Traveler, and this is only the first step."

"It's worrying."

The gray-haired girl pressed her hat, opened the door and walked out.

The clerk sighed, "She's so cute... She's just a little bit edible. She ate both the bread... Wait! You haven't paid for the chocolate bar yet!"

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It is said that after the monster in the sea of ​​flowers was exterminated, he dug three feet into the ground to clean up the bloody soil. He continued to dig holes, dug out the remaining roots and boiled them with fire to ensure that there were no omissions. The fishy smell lasted for more than ten years. On the day, flocks of crows and vultures circled in the distance, and the noise could be heard in the city.

During the cleanup process, a large number of bones and relics of the victims were discovered. The hair that can exist for several years in a mild climate is calculated by the carriage, but even more is entangled with dense root systems and has been twisted beyond recognition, let alone Let’s talk about the scum at the lower levels.

The Magical Integration Association published notices in surrounding countries, and people still come to identify the deceased's belongings.

The witches of the association did not know in advance that this sea of ​​flowers was twice the age of the eldest among them, and it was entrenched in this land, turning it into a magical cave that ordinary people could not come back from - or even more, among the relics. There are also several witch star medals.

Using a plant analogy, like the Venus flytrap, the bewitching magic replaces the special smell to attract "food" and makes the humans who come into contact fall into the trap. The efficiency is hundreds of times higher. When people go to nearby countries, they find that It has become a dead zone.

Survivors said that someone brought the flowers back, and eventually the entire country rushed to the sea of ​​flowers.

The blue sky and white sun send chills down one's spine.

The increasingly influential monthly newspaper published the article on this crusade. At the request of someone, the information about the crusaders was concealed. It was only used to publicize the dangers of monsters and encourage people to report anything wrong to the association for processing.

This place is too remote and remote, and the sea of ​​flowers has restrained the surrounding magic. In the eyes of ordinary witches, it is not threatening at all. It has survived like this for decades, and the harm is far-reaching. It is better not to have such a thing appear again. Two are better.

Many newly established branches were busy again, and the magicians sent out to confirm the monster sighting information were unable to come to work, so the staff began to complain again.

……

For travelers, many things are not important.

Irena walked through the streets and alleys, and people were charting new directions in mourning and planning the liberated land.

The red-haired girl pushed her wheelchair through the streets with a calm and beautiful smile. At this moment, she truly felt the tranquility and beauty she had never experienced before. She was grateful to the travelers who allowed her to breathe the air that was not mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

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Some encounters always come sooner than expected, even if they were never expected.

……

In the hotel, the white-haired traveler got up according to his biological clock and got up from the bed without any attachment. He hesitated between using cleaning magic and washing normally. Remembering Teacher Fran's words, he chose the latter.

The weather has warmed up, and the water in the bathroom splashed on his face, washing away the slight drowsiness. Hidi puffed out bubbles and began to think about today's itinerary.

Until I caught a glimpse of gold in the mirror.

"what?"

That's not a stain.

He raised his hand and pressed it on the mirror. The golden color of his right eye was very eye-catching. He smoothed away the bangs that covered his left eye, revealing one red and one gold eye, like a Persian cat.