Candy Wizard and Travel

Because I didn't know where to look, I simply raised my head and looked at the ceiling.

"When you have free time, let's go for a walk together again. It's fun to be with you... all the time."

……

A few days later, the girl from Japan found her master.

"Please give me the witch's medal."

"--what?"

Sheila looked confused.

The disciple opposite also showed a troubled expression, as if he didn't want to repeat it, but he repeated it anyway.

"So, I understand that there are many things in the world that I don't understand. I still don't know what I want to do, but I understand that I will no longer be confused because of this, and I will not do anything casually."

She stroked her beautiful black hair and smiled lightly.

"After becoming a witch, will I be able to be exposed to more things? I think I will be able to find something that makes me addicted in the future."

Silla happily took out the pipe and held it in her mouth, filled with emotion.

"it is good."

She handed over the medal she had been preparing for a long time.

Mina took it with a disgusted expression.

"It smells like smoke."

"how is this possible?"

Silla opened the collar and smelled the smell inside the shirt. There was only a faint smell of sweat. If you smell it carefully, there is a little bit of magic potion smell.

"People who smoke regularly cannot smell smoke."

Although she felt a little disgusted, Mina solemnly wore the medal.

The radiance of magic flowed through Sheila's body, and the teacher's name was engraved on the medal.

[Night Witch] Sheila, approved.

"The witch's name is what you said before, [Cheese Witch]... It's so weird. I don't think it sounds as good as the Bread Witch."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Sheila sighed.

“Now, the next generation will soon be able to set a table.”

Miss Cheese Witch doesn't have any strange feelings. Cheese is still a popular thing in her hometown. Sometimes everyone likes to name things after some novel things. This is the case for everything.

"very suitable."

Without saying anything else, Silla sent her blessings with a gentle expression.

"Of course."

Today is something to be happy about. Mina no longer looks as cold as before, fiddling with the position of her badge.

"After all, I have done many things that are worthy of my status as a witch."

"Yeah, that's it, I'm going to smoke."

Both disciples have graduated, and they feel that the burden on their shoulders is much lighter, but they also have a lot of emotions.

At this time, it’s time to go smoke and have a good time.

"..."

Miss Mina turned around and left with a complicated expression.

Passing by the door, the hurried messenger handed her a letter.

The sender is another important person in her life.

Shaye, sister.

……

At noon, Hidi returned to the castle.

The trouble with having too many houses is not knowing how to live in them.

According to Teacher Fran's hobbies, she wants to be in a spacious and cool place in summer, so she goes to the castle; in winter, the wind and snow are howling, and being in a small place feels like winter, so she must be in a tree house.

It's not actually summer yet, but the sunshine during the day is already strong enough. The college is also busy with some things during this period. The castle directly above the college is easier to do.

It seems...a new teacher?He seems to be an expert in the study of foreign races. He is expected to arrive at the end of the semester. He will get to know the capital during the summer vacation and classes will start next semester.

Teacher Fran can still get down to business when she is alone.

In fact, the teacher's ability to survive is not weak. As long as he does not enter the kitchen, there will be no accidents.

But Xidi took care of her teacher as a useless person, both in her heart and in her life.

This confirmed the phenomenon he had discussed with his friends before: beside every useless person, there is a useless person-making machine.

"Let's pick up the teacher at noon. I hope she won't be lazy and sleep in the office again."

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PS: After reading Volume [-], I found that there are some things that need to be modified. I will find time to modify them in the past two days. I will mention the specific modifications at the end of the chapter. Some settings cannot be modified, so I can only think of patches. Come out and hit it.

Modified content: The Great Witch.

I thought it was a title given to a famous witch, but the explanation in the new volume is simply that she is an older witch who is still engaged in magic work.

This chapter has [-] words, followed by an extra chapter.

Gap: Dolls and Witches

Recording beautiful things will make people feel happy.

Recording bad things will make others feel happy.

You know, urban legend?

……

A girl with brown and gray hair came into contact with dolls for the first time when she was 14 years old.

In another world, boys of this age are exposed to another kind of doll.

But for the girl, it was the first time she saw that rough yet exquisite creation. She didn't feel childish, but instead felt a sense of grandeur that shocked her soul.

She quickly forgot that ordinary day, and only the impact of that time remained in her heart.

……

Dorothy, also known as the Doll Country, is a famous country on the mainland for making dolls.

The convenient transportation, beautiful scenery, and unique wood attracted the earliest puppet makers to settle here. Within a hundred years, it developed and prospered. Due to a considerable number of coincidences, a large number of craftsmen chose this place.

There are different opinions about that period of history, and there is no conclusion yet. The only thing that can be certain is the result: Dorothy doll technology has developed rapidly since then.

A woman wearing the Witch's Medal came here. She had a tall frame and was theoretically healthy, but she looked slender and straight-boned.

Her deep purple eyes and light dark circles make her look particularly tired. Her whole person exudes a decadent atmosphere, like an artist pursuing inspiration.

Actually it is.

"Welcome, Witch-sama, please fill in this."

Dorothy did not have a witch, but the expensive doll trade often required witch-level protection, so the soldiers were not too excited.

"[Puppet Witch] Ms. Mal...Welcome to Dorothy!"

They became enthusiastic when they saw the dolls. Any professional who loves and studies dolls is welcome in this country.

Half a month later, Dorothy opened another doll shop.

……

As the saying goes, a connoisseur will know if something is there as soon as he makes a move.

In Dorothy, where masters gather, even the top puppet masters will need a long time to prove themselves. The process is cumbersome and costly.

For the witch, this process is much more convenient.

The witch named after the doll relied on magic to greatly reduce the production time of conventional dolls.

this is nothing.

The problem is that she gave it away for free.

There is no need to collect fragments, no need to cut a knife, and no need to draw a lottery.

The free gifts are for anyone who loves dolls, and we promise not to sell them twice.

After going through a series of uncomplicated business battles (physics), the witch successfully implanted her own rules into Dorothy, gaining people's awe and... fear.

Yes, the witch filled the gap in the Dorothy doll story that did not have a witch. As a new element, in the novels of the new era, she became Sadako, Kayako, and Fran in another time and space. Dee-like image.

People say that no puppet master can be inspired all year round. The witch would walk on Dorothy's road at night, stick her head out on the road, put her neck across the wall, and lean against the glass window to observe everything inside.

As a result, people dare not open their eyes when they see tree trunks at night.

There are many more horrible rumors like this, and of course they will all be proven to be fabricated in the end, but there are so many stories... there must be something wrong with her, right?

Actually, there is.

Mal does have a hobby of night walks, and she has done all the things in the rumors.

She probably has some kind of mental illness. She has made so many blank dolls and has a morbid pursuit of human emotions and extreme emotions.

She gives away the dolls for free, enjoying the joy of the recipients and the exasperation of her peers;

She peered into the room at night, and her trembling figure covered with quilts provided fear;

She collects children's diaries and sends them back when they grow up, savoring the shame...

At least in this era, she didn't break the law.

Just wicked.

The days passed by.

She began to feel numb.

The inspiration that once filled my mind has dried up year by year like an oasis in the desert.

She desperately needed something to make her feel that first throb.

……

As the days passed, Mal grew tired of thinking about time, which made her feel empty and meaningless.

The calendar on the wall stopped a long time ago.

The dark circles under her eyes were so severe that they looked like brand marks and scars, making people worried that they would never fade away.

The once spacious and bright store became cramped due to the increasing number of dolls. The additional display cabinets closed the windows, bathing the dolls in soft darkness.

Mal likes this environment, which allows her to feel the tranquility of night during the day, giving her a peaceful sleep atmosphere.

In contrast, there are many fewer customers.

She doesn't care.

This country has a specialty that cannot be put on the table, but it is very popular, very expensive, and technically not very complicated.

It's also a human figure, life-size.

Mal didn't mind making those, since they could be done quickly using magic, and it was profitable, so it wasn't shabby.

I lived a peaceful life day after day, but after I got tired of people's expressions, my thoughts did not ease. Instead, day by day, my thoughts began to heat up, burning my nerves like a soldering iron. I don't know when a "chacha" started to appear in my ears. sound.

She was very familiar with it. It was the sound of wood scraping together and the puppet's joints moving.

Mal looked at the dolls in the dim light, and each one had a sweet smile.

So she returned a friendly smile.