Candy Wizard and Travel

This does not prevent her from telling people outside to shut up, because now she has no brains and no quality.

"It's so noisy... You don't even want to drink water! Are you looking down on me? Are you looking down on me?"

Wands, magic, there's something engraved in your bones.

Her drunken tone was vague, as if she was coquettish, but the movements of her hands did not mean that. She raised the wand, and all the grapes gathered in the village were levitated. The magic given was so excessive that it could almost be regarded as a demon. bomb.

So, in the fierce wind, grape bullets flew in all directions, clusters in baskets, there were screams and wailing everywhere, blood flowed... oh no, grape juice flowed into a river.

——The yield of grapes is still within the affordable range, but this is undoubtedly a very wasteful behavior. Good children should not learn from it.

Finally, everything is pure.

Irena laughed.

"Ahaha... I won..."

She groped her way back to where she was just now. After drinking, she felt the wind blowing and felt a tight headache again. The feeling of eagerness to do something just now was replaced by the trapped thoughts.

The feeling of boredom still remained, fighting against the vague sobriety.

What to do?good chance?What a good opportunity?

Forget it, forget it all.

No matter, sleep and sleep.

She waved her wand, and a bunch of messy things fell out of the storage magic, including goods ready for resale, rags to fool people, and the like. Fortunately, there was still a quilt. She rolled to the ground and rolled in the quilt comfortably. .

Encounter difficulties and fall asleep.

……

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

Hidi hasn't had such a bad dream for a long time.

In the dream, I was holding a cat and being licked here and there. It was raining outside the window, and the wind was blowing cold enough to make me shiver. The cat was naughtily licking and scratching everywhere.

What an unlovable kitten.

When he opened his eyes, he was still recalling the cat that Irena had transformed into. He was cute, cute and didn't shed hair. He was every cat lover's dream cat.

Wait...Irena?Irena!

His reactions can be quick.

The girl's scent with the sweetness of grapes seems to be still on the tip of the nose, but the hazy morning light is already in front of me. Is this the whole night?

Xidi quickly checked her clothes. It wasn't that he didn't believe in his junior sister's character... well, he just didn't believe it.

Apart from the sticky discomfort on my skin and my hands and feet, which were blue and numb from the cold, there was no other strange feeling.

Check the status of Irena.

As soon as he had the idea of ​​searching, he lowered his head and saw Irena wrapped in a quilt and sleeping soundly among a pile of clutter on the ground.

When she sleeps, she likes to bury the quilt over her ears and turn sideways to breathe through her mouth and nose, like a cat huddled in the quilt. Only the strand of dull hair on her head that never bends makes her presence felt.

"..."

Mixed feelings.

Relaxed because she didn't do anything too extreme. Worried, did she think this child was evil-minded?

He didn't want to sleep with his junior sister, but he could sleep together.

I endure the cold wind for you.

With her head feeling a little dizzy, Xidi cheered up, took out some medicine to keep out the cold and drank it down, and her body warmed up a little.

Even though it was summer, sleeping against the wall all night would still make you feel cold. If you didn't catch a cold, it would be due to the magic shield of your robe.

Even Xidi's heart was slightly fluctuating now, and she wanted to slip out of the sleeping girl in front of her.

But I still gave up because my physical strength did not allow it.

Something bad happened last night because Irena drank, and because of this, nothing worse happened. Now Hidi's attitude towards wine is very complicated.

Even without this strange physique, he still doesn't like alcohol, except as an ingredient in making food.

The disorientation caused by drunkenness is the enemy of reason, and the same is true of rich emotions, so the two will always be combined.

However, the former can still be kept away, but what about the latter?

Hidi slowly sat down next to Irena and reached out to gently touch her hair, with mixed emotions.

"How should I treat you, Irena..."

The sleeping girl pushed away his hand, mumbled twice, covered herself with a quilt and continued to sleep.

……

Xi Di is not the only one with complicated emotions, although it may not be that complicated.

The road between the two villages was covered with grape corpses, and the sweetness and astringency of berries blew in the early morning mist.

"Ah!"

After waking up from the dizzy effect of magic, Rosemary's single promoter, avid wine lover, and the mayor of this village finally woke up.

He uncovered the bamboo basket covering his head, with grape skins still stuck to his body, and looked blankly at the morning sun in the distance.

There was a murmur beside her, and the plump beauty sat up. Her face in the morning light looked like a real angel. The two people's eyes touched each other, as if they were stuck together for a long time and could not be separated.

"Don't, don't look at me, idiot..."

In the end, the girl turned away her face first. When she didn't deliberately show her proud look, her beauty that lost the sense of aggression was enough to capture a person's heart in an instant.

The village chief said "oh" in his heart.

"Miss Rosemary..."

It was not night now. Even if he wanted to look away shyly, he could not reach this distance. In the morning light, the village chief confirmed that he had fallen into the river called love.

"——Ahem, excuse me."

Someone who seemed to have never clicked on the "Read Atmosphere" skill came over and looked at the messy road around him hesitantly.

"Did something happen?"

The two people immediately looked away as if they were electrocuted.

Rosemary stamped her feet, held the hem of her skirt with both hands, and ran away with a blush.

After all, the middle-aged man was thicker-skinned. He coughed and pretended as if nothing happened.

Xidi reacted, "Did I disturb something?"

"No, it's okay, what happened...last night..."

The memory of yesterday came to mind. The two villages were scolding each other. After the scolding began, they threw grapes at each other because they didn't want to do anything. In the end, the impression was that there was an overwhelming rain of grapes.

I don’t know if it’s a dream or what.

Coupled with what happened just now, the village chief felt that he might not have woken up yet, so he pinched his cheek.

"pain!"

Hidi looked at him confused.

"Well, I made you laugh. Everyone was a little impetuous last night. It's all trivial."

After waving his hand, the village chief felt surprisingly refreshed, and the things that had been bothering him disappeared with the morning breeze.

If you think about it carefully, there is no conflict between them and the village opposite.

The sleepy villagers on the ground woke up one by one and helped each other stand up. Some still remembered what happened yesterday, and some couldn't remember clearly. The only consensus was that they had fun throwing grapes. Now they were in a very happy mood, and they didn't even notice their surroundings. People's identities, chatting and laughing.

"It seems the result is good?" Xidi rubbed her hair, "I still have a commission from the opposite village to deal with. Do you know the people over there?"

Whether it's a food safety issue or a broken fantasy, it's his business. He hasn't drunk before, so it has nothing to do with it. It's better to end it quickly and leave. Next time, remember better and stay away from places related to alcohol.

"Oh, if you're in the opposite village, look for Luo..."

The words were frozen in his mouth, and the village chief thought of Rosemary's smile just now.

"It's the same as here. You deal with it first. I'll confirm with you later and just hand over to me."

"Well, I understand."

"And have you seen the witch lady? Your junior sister, we want to ask her to continue to help."

"Well, that child has neglected to exercise. I'm afraid she won't be able to do it in the future. The ones she stepped on before...can you sell them to me after brewing? I will buy them at a higher price than the market price."

Xidi was a little concerned about her junior sister's feelings. Think about it, if she encounters this batch of wine at a wine party or someone's home in the future, she will feel very complicated.

"I'm afraid this is a bit..." the village chief said sheepishly, "I can make the decision to give you one or two bottles, but if you want to give them all, to be honest, we are going to use the image of Miss Witch to open up the wine market."

If they all sell out, they won't be able to advertise. They can't do things like the opposite village yet, and their moral bottom line needs to be lowered.

"Understood, then I'll come back then."

Xidi waved her hand without hesitation. Friendship is friendship, business is business. Correcting one's mentality is an important lesson for travelers.

Anyway, the worst case scenario would be to charge a high price. His income from the association would not be enough to afford dozens of bottles of wine.

"I will go there later to complete the commission, and I will trouble the village chief later."

"No, you and your junior sister have helped us a lot." The village chief really thanked the two people who brought about the changes. "I still have the aging wine from previous years, which is also excellent wine. Please be sure to accept it. !”

Xidi shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, I can't drink."

"Ah, what a pity."

He didn't feel any regret at all. Carrying wine around was like putting chocolate where dogs could reach it. It was very dangerous.

After making contact here, Xidi hesitantly returned to Irena.

Some things always have to be faced, and he doesn't like to escape.

"Wake up, Irena."

Gap: ABC Discussion

This is a small discussion between several ladies about potions during a chance encounter.

In order to respect personal privacy, here we will call the lady who is good at making potions and full of whimsical ideas Witch A; the honest person who has a solid foundation in magic but lacks imagination is called Witch B; and Witch B's best friend swordsman C ...Or it can also be called Swordsman E.

——It has no other meaning, just a simple code name.

With a correct academic attitude, they discussed a potion that was very important to the life of Witch B. Although it was just the personal opinions of Witch A and Swordsman C at the beginning, they later realized their own nature and at the critical moment The witch Miss B, who lacked the ability to make decisions, also fell into hesitation. She couldn't do it without that magic potion.

"Um...actually I don't think it's necessary to that extent," Witch Miss B said hesitantly, "My friend...he is a decent man, but I think this method is degrading."

"Look, people like this deserve what they deserve," Swordsman Miss C said to Witch A while drinking tea, "We met when we were six years old, and it's been 13 years now, and we're still friends. I can't say."

Witch A also looks like she hates that iron will never turn into steel. If she had 13 years... how hateful!

"According to Miss C's description, there is only one layer of window paper between you. I think we can take some relatively drastic measures at this time - no, it should be just right for you."

She can't understand Miss Witch B. Maybe this is the margin of her childhood sweetheart. For her, she has to seize every opportunity to overtake in corners. She has to work hard to move forward when the rabbit is sleeping, and others are already thinking about overtaking. There are inexplicable things like which posture is beautiful when threading and which ribbon is better to use.

There is so much difference between them.

I'm so envious.

After some exchanges, Miss Witch B finally accepted the fact that her offensive power was insufficient, and she blushed to discuss the next step.

"It's okay, I will help you." Swordsman Miss C squinted her beautiful eyes and held her best friend's hand with a sincere look.

Miss A is thoughtful. It seems that Miss C and Miss B have a good relationship with each other since they were childhood sweethearts. They look very familiar with each other. That's great. They are professional wingmen.

The discussion on "should it be done" has been passed directly, and the next step is the specific steps of "how to do it".

Potions require relatively professional knowledge. Although Miss A specializes in all the knowledge required for travel, she still lacks experience in the magic path. Although Miss B has achieved some achievements, she is a little timid.

"Add, you can add!"

Witch Miss A gave full play to her magical potion talent that her senior brothers and teachers were amazed by (?——!). She made drastic improvements on Miss B's conservative formula and developed a series of new effects.

Should I say that Miss B learned magic and lost her brain?Are you in a complete coma and are you going to sleep in your arms all night, waiting for the crane to deliver your baby to you?

She is different. She creatively adds elements that influence thinking, not much, which slightly confuses people's senses, creating an inverted sense of being in a dream. In a dream, people are always relaxed, even if something happens. There are strange and unreasonable things...hehehehe...