Candy Wizard and Travel

"..."

Her eyes were focused on the frustrated examinees, dancing and moving her eyes frequently as if they were not enough. A breath of evil came to her face, but she had to stand far enough away.

How should I put it, it felt like she didn't want people to know that she knew her at all.

Xi Di felt that the broom was much heavier.

——But he still passed.

"Go back, don't block the door and laugh like this."

Xidi took a detour and drifted past an unobtrusive place.

The woman calmed down her expression slightly and glanced at the platycodon flower on Xidi's chest. She was not surprised at all.

It would be surprising to lose.

But it was very obvious that the woman's smile was somewhat normal, at least not the kind that would make people want to call the city guards immediately.

She took a slight breath, and the lips of the blonde doll she was holding opened and closed, making it difficult to tell which one was speaking:

"Yeah, little kid, happy, angry, angry, eager...all the expressions are written on his face, it's the best!"

A crying candidate looked over and looked at the enthusiastic face.

Crying louder.

Xidi's face fell a little more, and she flew into the shadows holding the woman's collar.

This plump woman is his landlord, teacher, and boss, her name is Mal, the top magician, and the witch is called [Doll Witch].

Suspected to have brain illness.

She has made many dolls. While she loves living things, she is also extremely passionate about the unique and vivid emotions of human beings. She is a strange person who can do such things as "sending her disciples to shave other people's cats in the middle of the night", just for the sake of The next day, I went to admire the complicated look on the owner's face when he rummaged through the house and realized that "there is no loss, only the cat is bald."

It can be regarded as an alternative expression of the "freedom" character of the witch.

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Chapter 3:Curse

"Xiao Xidi, you should also smile more. Like those children, passing the apprentice witch test is a very happy thing, isn't it? When I passed it, I drank a big drink happily."

"That's a pity. I passed too early and couldn't understand your feelings."

The witch wanted to be more normal when getting along with her disciple, and didn't care about Xi Di's offensive behavior. She drew her broom and came to his side, looking at the other person's expressionless face and sighing.

Although she accepted this disciple out of curiosity, after getting along with him for a year, she really fell in love with this little boy.

It would be nice if there were more emotions. He is such a young child, how could he be like this?

Mal narrowed her deep purple eyes, yawned slightly, and said in a lazy tone:

"I ordered a meal from a restaurant on the street. Let's go there for lunch. It's a celebration."

"Ah."

……

Regarding how to ride a broom, the conventional positions are to sit astride and sideways. Unconventional ones include lying down and hanging in a basket. Both the master and the apprentice are side-sitters, flying down the street at a gentle speed. , neither high nor low.

Dorothy's land area is not large, but in this country, you can see a doll within a few steps, in the arms and shoulders of passers-by, in the windows of roadside shops, and even on benches and trash cans. Dolls big and small.

Some of them were discarded by owners who liked the new and disliked the old, and some were used for publicity. After interested passers-by picked them up, they could see an advertisement for a certain store on the doll's clothes.

Some thoughtful ones will also have built-in sound magic, which can respond to some daily greetings. However, it will inevitably become slow to respond when exposed to the sun and rain. It often only makes sudden sounds long after being touched. For example, if someone passes by in the evening, the doll will suddenly say " Hello".

If it were more serious, the recorded sound would be directly disordered... it would be a complete disaster. In the middle of the night, the puppet would make a series of sharp sounds that were not like human voices——

While causing great trouble to the maintenance and cleaning staff, it also supported several horror novel writers.

Therefore Dorothy is known as the old saying "there is no such thing as a free doll".

Mal's preferences tend towards Western classical style, and she pursues exquisite and retro Western style. She can accept being made by magic, but she absolutely cannot tolerate the "impurities" in the finished product. The dolls all over the street are an eyesore to her.

She has already discussed this issue with Xidi. Neither of them are very interested in this kind of labeling, but they have to admit that it is a good way to expand their reputation and attract tourists. After all, Dorothy owns the production and export of dolls. Pillar industries.

I don’t know if Golden Doll Restaurant is the best restaurant here, but it is the most expensive.

The witch never cares about money, and neither does Xidi.

While the restaurant owner has made a lot of money over the years, he has not skimped on service and decoration.

The flooring and wallpaper furnishings in the store are all made by masters from surrounding countries. The space is divided just right. The hanging vines are soothing to the eyes. Apart from the aroma of the dishes, there is only a light floral fragrance in the store.

At noon, the high price could not stop the enthusiasm of diners and tourists, and the shop was crowded.

The waiter wearing an exaggerated puppet costume walked away and imitated a puppet and came forward: "Please, ask..."

The voice is funny and pauses for a moment, like a stereotypical puppet image, very dedicated.

"Two people, we have a reservation." Mal interrupted his performance directly.

The waiter was very discerning and immediately returned to normal speaking speed, "It turns out to be the witch-sama. Please, please follow the menu you ordered?"

"No need to change. Please replace the drinks with juice or milk."

"Understood, please wait a moment, we will prepare it for you immediately."

In fact, Mal's reservation time has exceeded half an hour, but who would argue with the witch over such a trivial matter?

The booth in the corner is quiet and takes great care of privacy. The puppets on the table will stand up and shake the bells in their hands before the food is served.

The two chatted about the qualifications to become a witch apprentice.

"The written test is still about the same difficulty, right? Magic theory and history. I spent one night flipping through a few books, and they happened to be on the test paper, and I passed successfully."

Mal combed the doll's silky blond hair and sighed about the not-so-distant past.

She also has serious moments.

"The re-examination was quite difficult for me. It took me half a year to take the re-examination five or six times. Until that time, the relationship between the two strongest students was very bad. They bumped into each other immediately after the exam started. They were targeting each other until the end. How can I It was lucky to win.”

Every witch has a reason to become a witch, so she almost has an area of ​​expertise. Mal initially started studying magic out of her love for dolls and wanted to get in touch with more advanced magic techniques to make dolls. Later, she also Has always focused on refined areas.

Objectively speaking, the frontal combat power is probably at the bottom of the witch level. Once the distance is closed, even Xidi cannot beat her, so it is not an exaggeration to say that passing the exam is just luck.

"What happens next..."

She lay on the table, looking tired and burying her face in her arms.

"There are some things you should talk about earlier. Your witch training... I probably won't be able to guide you."

The puppet also lowered its face and stopped moving, looking very depressed.

They have conducted this study many times in the past, and each time the results were astonishing.

There are many things in the world that can make witches feel embarrassed and helpless, but it is so sad to encounter them on the demonic path they are familiar with.

It’s not that Xidi’s talent is so strong that she can learn everything about her. The problem lies in the more difficult hurdle before that——

Xidi cannot output more magic power than the limit.

So far, there is no clue. It is speculated that it was caused by Xi Di's experience of falling into the water when he was young. He feels that since then, the magic power has been gradually blocked, and strange pictures have flashed through his mind from time to time.

Judging from Mal's experience, it is a curse, it must be the curse of the witch!

But the research fields of witches are different. In this era, more than a dozen small countries can't choose a witch with one hand. They have almost no common topics when they meet. They have been working hard in their respective fields for several years and decades, not just across the mountains?There is no place closer to the sea than a poor mountain.

In many experimental observations, the curse behaves like a bucket filled with water, but tightly sealed. Water can come out, but only a little.

This is also the reason why Xidi claims to have "insufficient magic power" and "low magic level".

If he were an ordinary person, he could probably live his whole life safely in the city far away from places where magic power was abundant.

But he is not.

The pair of amber-red vertical pupils are proof. The contraction of the pupils is more obvious than that of ordinary people. When using magic, they directly turn into predator-like vertical pupils. It is speculated that he has the blood of an orc, monster or demon.

This is not surprising. After all, in this world, humans and Chihuahuas can give birth to offspring. There is no reason why they can’t with other species. At least they are still close to human form.

Because of this talent, his body will spontaneously absorb magic power.

——Then it’s not just a problem of not being able to squeeze out water, it’s even constantly injecting water, and the injection speed far exceeds the output.

The accumulation of a large amount of magic power formed a natural magic shield. The magic of ordinary witches could not act on his body at all. High magic resistance was a good thing, but it would be sad if he could not use magic regardless of profit or loss. The master could not even use it. Magic to guide him.

Magic may be omnipotent, provided it can be used, otherwise it is like currency in no man's land, oh, at least the latter can be wasted.

Dead knot.

His proud talent turned into a life-threatening rope, dragging him into the abyss little by little.

The previous response was to wait for the magic power to settle in the blood, and then periodically drain some of the magic power through bleeding.But it is foreseeable that as he grows older, his magic absorption speed will become faster and faster. A year ago, the frequency of his bloodletting was once every three months, and the coffee cup would overflow every time. Now it has accelerated to once every two months, daily. in ischemic state.

He is unable to use magic, and the effect of recovery magic is very limited. The rate of regeneration of his blood cannot keep up with the release. There are only two endings if this continues. The first is to die of chronic anemia and weakness, and the other is that the magic power expands to the limit and explodes into pieces. A group of extremely beautiful fireworks.

In addition, whether it is understanding, efficiency or creativity, Hidi is the strongest one Mal has ever seen. As long as the problem of magic power is solved, she has no doubt that Hidi can become a great magician who will go down in history.

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Chapter 4: Regret

Admitting one's own shortcomings, even in areas where one is not good at, would be very uncomfortable for ordinary people, let alone a witch who is usually superior.

Mal felt humiliated by her repeated failures, but she couldn't do such a despicable thing as trying to keep Xi Di because of her unwillingness.

The Puppet Witch loves all intense emotions, especially pain.

But the only thing she didn't want to see was on the face of the child in front of her.

The atmosphere became calm for a moment, so quiet that one could clearly hear the laughter of travelers in the distance.

"nothing."

Xi Di opened her mouth, her voice as calm as the wind, and her face as plain as those nights when she quietly watched the blood flow.

"I know, you have helped me a lot. In the past few months, you have used your income to buy magic books, and you have even conducted experiments to verify them. I have never said thank you to you because I think that would make you feel... Alienation.”

This has never been said before.

From the day the witch let him live in the house, their relationship was destined not to be so shallow.

Mal also knew that it was not appropriate to say these words on this festive day.

But she was sure that Xidi's body was about to enter puberty, and the absorption of magic power would be faster. The problem was urgent, and Xidi must be made aware of the seriousness of the problem and not be carried away by joy.

She doesn't even hesitate to make him feel bad about her, that would be better, and she won't stop because of attachment.

But Xidi has always been very sensitive to kindness. She knows how much his teacher, who has no friends or family but is sick, and only has dolls in his past life, attaches great importance to him. In recent months, he has used most of his income and savings to buy them. Studying the magic book forced me to learn knowledge that I was not interested in, and I even did less immoral things.

She said that she was very satisfied to be able to feel the fluctuations of emotions in herself, but obviously, there is no equal sign between giving and receiving. This is kindness.

As if she couldn't understand the witch's ostrich-like dodge, Hidi sat next to her, took out a small comb from the satchel on her waist, and combed Mal's long brown-gray hair as usual.

He went out early today, and the master who stayed up late hasn't gotten up yet.

First, gently lay down the messy hair and break it into small strands to straighten it out.

She deserves to be called a witch. Even though she stays up late, eats irregularly, and works and studies intensively, she still has such smooth hair. Ordinary girls should be so envious that they cry.

The thicker hair on both sides is braided into a thin twist, roughly like two three-strand braids. Then the hair in the middle section of the front is gathered into a high bun and fixed with thin braids. The sideburns on both sides will look fresh and out of the way. And the hair hanging down at the waist can be tied up with a hair tie.

Xi Di is not very good at this, but compared with Mal, whose hairstyle is fixed in loose, single ponytail or double ponytail, she is still good at it.

Well, actually it’s not that she doesn’t know how to do it, she just doesn’t want to.

Mal has the patience to spend hours matching clothes and hairdos for her favorite dolls, but is unwilling to spend an extra minute on herself.

While Xidi was taking care of the teacher's life, she often thought that if she hadn't come here, the teacher would probably have become a useless person who could only do immoral things and make dolls.

The witch allowed her disciple to do whatever she wanted.

"I have already made plans for the future," Xidi continued: "Please don't worry too much about me."

Mal spoke: "The witch you've been looking for?"

"Ah."

Xidi responded softly, her eyes flashing with age-appropriate yearning and strange nostalgia.

"I asked several traveling witches to pay attention. A few days ago, one of them sent a letter saying that he saw a sculpture similar to my description in a certain country, and also sent a book called "Fran's Adventures" The books are said to be from her travels.

The witch passing by the Royal Celestilia also heard her name, so I decided to go to the country where the book was published first. It would be best to get the original manuscript. If I didn't get anything, I would go to Celestilia. "