Candy Wizard and Travel

The dots of light around her were all filled with dolls. Fran, who was not very good at dealing with horror stories, shuddered in her heart and continued to sit.

"Don't be afraid, those are good kids, they're just curious."

Mal came over with coffee and put the water in front of her. When passing by a doll, she stopped and tilted her head as if listening.

"Hmm, does it smell familiar?"

She was thoughtful.

Sitting down, Mal chatted with the other party with great interest. The topics were very random, ranging from dolls to local customs to some mysterious legends in the past.

Unexpectedly, the other party was able to answer, and Mal was more certain of her guess. The witch in front of her was a diligent and knowledgeable traditionalist, but why would such a person resonate with her?

As they talked, the topic turned to the disciples.

"My disciple is a somewhat clumsy but cute child. He is very good at taking care of others, but sometimes he often ignores his own feelings. I think this is very bad, and I am trying to correct it recently."

As soon as she mentioned her disciple, the witch in front of her became very energetic.

She really likes her disciples.

Facing these ostentatious words, Mal couldn't turn a blind eye. Forget it if it was something else. Disciple, she had it too, right?Forget about showing off other things, she won't lose if she fights for disciples.

"I also have a student. I watched him grow up. As he grew up, his personality became awkward. He would ask someone to send him something for every birthday. He also remembered the festivals in his hometown one by one. Every time he received a letter, he would ask for something. There are so many words... Sometimes I worry about whether he has a good life outside. It's really worrying that he puts his mind on taking care of others."

"That's right," Fran chuckled, "That's indeed a good boy."

"Who said it wasn't."

Mal rubbed the doll in her arms with a leisurely expression.

"Although it is a little green, it is already an extremely sweet fruit. Watching it mature day by day, it really makes people want to take a bite... I am not afraid of your laughter. I have an unhealthy mind towards my disciple, and in the previous paragraph The time has come.”

"puff!"

This sudden confession made Fran almost choke. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, even if she raised her wand and froze it.

"Excellent magic."

After a moment of silence, Mal praised.

"Miuzan, I'm sorry, if you don't mind...continue?"

Fran wanted to know.

The puppet witch chuckled.

"To put it simply, I put drugs in the drink and handed it to the child. He drank it without any suspicion."

"what?"

"Then it's a sweet and sinful time..."

Her expression could indeed be called intoxicated, and her pale face was covered with a beautiful blush.

"Does the guest want to hear the details?"

"No, no, no, that's too much..." Fran waved her hands hastily, "I didn't expect you to be so...frank."

"I like your current expression, guest. It's very pleasant."

There is indeed something wrong with this character.

"You're a little...extreme."

"Yes, sometimes I think this is unreasonable... But, the more fruits you are not allowed to touch, the more people want to taste them, right? I watched him grow up, from a bud to a fruit. It came to fruition, I waited and waited, thought and thought, and finally did it...ah, the feeling now is joyful, very joyful."

Nostalgia appeared on her face, and then she tore off the elegant mask. The witch crossed her legs, leaned her upper body on the counter, and narrowed her eyes. "What do the guests think of the disciples?"

Fran straightened up a bit and hesitated.

"Well...actually, at first, I refused..."

Mal laughed happily at this.

"Hahaha... Sure enough, I felt friendly and happy when I saw you. We are the same kind of people. When you break through the dogma, have you ever felt the joy that makes you feel trance-like? Can you tell me something about it? I am very I really, really want to know about it.”

No, no, no, Fran felt that she was still a normal person, and it took her a long time to reluctantly accept her relationship with her student.

"I like my disciple very much, but I probably won't do anything that would scare him."

"Sorry, sorry," Mal slowly sat back, "I'm a little excited. After all, people like us are not common... Ah, after chatting for so long, your lovely student may be impatient."

Yes.

Fran stood up and reached out her hand hesitantly.

"It was a pleasure communicating with you. My name is Fran. Can I come next time?"

"You're welcome at any time," Mal handed over his hand and showed a serious polite smile, "Flan...teacher."

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After walking out of the doll house, Fran shivered in the wind that faced her. She tightened the scarf around her neck. Maybe it had been left with someone's clothes for a long time, and it was also stained with the smell of candy.

"call……"

The feeling inside felt to her like the lair of some kind of monster. The monster lived in seclusion and only liked to eat sweets and scare people. Even so, everyone who passed by still felt a chill on their backs and cautiously tiptoed away.

Also, she seemed to be recognized.

There's nothing that can be done about it, after all, her reputation in the kingdom is like Master Mar's in Dorothy. It's a pain to be too good to hide it.

I originally wanted to have a frank chat with the other party, but as soon as the topic was changed, it ended up like this. As a traveler, Fran of course also likes stories she has never heard before and gets to know all kinds of interesting people. That Master Mar said. He is also very funny, and he loses track of time as soon as he starts chatting.

She also had a chance in the middle, but she was too concerned about the other party's identity, so she couldn't grasp the rhythm and control the topic.

She was truly a witch of complete chaos, like Master Victorique or Irena who had gone to a certain extreme.

No, there were too many normal people above the horizontal line around her. Only then did Fran remember that among witches, this kind of mental state was considered normal. Each witch has its own obsession and will do all kinds of strange things because of it. Come on, she is no exception.

Thinking about what she did on the sofa yesterday, she seemed to have no position to accuse that person.

"Ugh."

Thinking about it makes people sigh.

"teacher."

The warmth pressed against her face.

Hidi stood behind her and handed over the packaged coffee. He didn't really like the food presented in paper cups, but Teacher Fran seemed to like similar convenient packaging.

"Thank you, Xiao Xidi!"

Fran took it with a smile, opened it and took a sip. The warm liquid slid into the intestines and stomach, making people want to stretch out.

Xidi also held a cup in her hand and only took a sip. Because she was in a confused mood, she also bought this cup as coffee, which obviously did not meet his taste. He was hesitating whether to give it to Irena or bite the bullet. Drink it in one breath.

But this kind of question doesn't matter now. He was holding the hot drink with a hesitant expression.

"Are you thinking about Ms. Mar?" Fran asked without looking back, relying on her understanding of the disciple.

"Yes, teacher."

"We chatted for a while, and we had a pretty good conversation, but we were so happy that we forgot to talk about you."

In fact, she couldn't say that she had forgotten. It was just that the conversation was not quite right and she was embarrassed to say it. Now that Xi Di could not see the teacher's expression, and she was also thinking about something, Ms. Fran, whose speaking skills were not good enough, Cover up the past.

"No formal introduction?"

"But that person seems to already know me... Well, I feel like it's good to keep it as it is now. I will talk to her when I have time."

Fran sipped her coffee and ignored the extreme topic at the end. Their chat was quite pleasant. The witch had unique insights and rich experience in killing time, but she didn't seem to have learned how to relax. They could talk to each other. study Exchange.

Hearing this, Xidi couldn't help but think of something. If two teachers learn each other's personalities...this is Fran, this is Mal, fusion——

Got a lazy, greedy, neurotic teacher who doesn't work.

Never do that kind of thing!

With a shiver, he woke up from his bad imagination and realized that the absurd possibility probably didn't exist. Some of the characteristics of Teacher Fran and Master Mal were absolutely incompatible.

The most outstanding point is that Teacher Fran can stay at home all day long, while Master Mal will have trouble sleeping if he does not experience strong emotions for a period of time. Making Master as lazy as the teacher is no different from putting her in jail.

Sure enough, making friends is all about finding similarities, but even so, it is difficult to imagine a scene where the teacher and the master have a happy conversation.

No, the more I think about it, the more I care.

He hesitated and said, "Um, teacher..."

"Do you want to see the master? Go ahead, the teacher is waiting for you here." Fran waved her hands, not caring at all.

Xi Di knew her as well as she knew herself. She walked over and hugged her, "The coffee shop is on the corner of the street. The snacks smell okay. Wait for me."

"Teacher is not a child, you know."

"Yes, please wait there obediently."

……

"Zizi...I like my disciple very much. Zizi...I probably won't do such a thing."

"Sure enough, there are still some flaws that need to be improved. If you are too far away, the sound will not be recorded, and if you are too close, it will be interfered by the magic power."

Mal fiddled with the palm-sized square box, and there was a slight sound inside.

This was not deliberately prepared, but something she had recently made out of boredom. She collected surrounding sounds through the ability of magic to record. The core of the load was a special magic ore, which the Doll Witch processed with extremely fine techniques. , in order to eliminate the disordered interference of impurities.

The principle is similar to her disciple's improved version of the shadow magic. The advantage is that it is concealable and portable, and the magic power fluctuates slightly.

It's a work that comes from a whim, and naturally has many flaws. One of them is that it reacts when stimulated by magic. I didn't expect that the magic around the witch can activate it, but because of this, it seems that something interesting was recorded.

Mal smiled happily, took out the recording magic stone, took out the tools, and prepared to cut out the section just now. It seemed like it would be an interesting gift.

"Tuk Tuk."

Another knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. If Mal felt something, without any anger, she pushed the things in her hands aside and picked up the staff.

Magic lights floated in, illuminating the room brightly and warmly. A human idol looked like an angel, with gentle eyes and a smile. Frankly speaking, if the doll house remained like this, it would not be the only place visited by fellow travelers.

Mal didn't like the light.

"Enter."

Amidst the sound of wind chimes, Xi Di opened the door and came in.

His master was sitting in front of the counter, looking here lazily with his face in one hand. He was not surprised by his arrival, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

"I haven't seen you for a while, master. How are you doing lately?"

Xidi walked straight through the corridor and glanced at the puppets who could be called by their names as a greeting.

"You didn't even tell me to come here."

"A sudden idea, I just did it if I wanted to."

Just like when she had been crazy in the past, the disciple's expression was just as she expected, with a little helplessness and nostalgia mixed with surprise.

She liked it so much.

"Come, sit here."

Moving the stool aside, Mal patted her thigh.

Xidi felt her face heat up, hesitated for a moment, put down the coffee on the counter, and followed the instructions obediently. This posture gave him the illusion of being coaxed like a child.

Especially when Mal turned him around and faced him face to face, the feeling became even stronger.

Because she has been living in seclusion and working for a long time, Mal's daily activity level is even one-third less than Fran's. Fortunately, her diet is quite regular, and she deliberately adjusts it with potions, so she maintains a good figure.

In Xidi's perception, it was a bit more fleshy than Teacher Fran, as if she was about to sink in.

Such an intimate gesture made it impossible for Xidi to say some of the words about the reunion that she just wanted to say. Forget it, there is no need to say some words.

Mal kneaded the soft flesh between his disciple's chest and abdomen with his hands with great comfort and enjoyment, just like a pet owner caressing his pet.

"Xiao Xidi, did you kiss anyone just now?"

The sudden question made the ashamed student stunned for a moment, and subconsciously shook his head.

"That's good."

After she finished speaking, her passionate lips came together.