Candy Wizard and Travel

Xidi paused, then slowly held her master's waist with both hands, and said solemnly: "Yes, I remember."

"I won't say anything else. Remember to put a photo when you send the letter. I will miss you."

"must."

Mal then let him go and stood up, her deep purple eyes particularly bright at this moment.

Xidi felt a little embarrassed and took out a palm-sized stuffed animal from her sleeve, "This is the gift I mentioned before."

It was a puppet that looked like himself, with two heads and exaggerated facial features, making it look very funny.

Mal chuckled, taking it with both hands and placing them in his breast pockets.

"This is you," Xi Di took out another doll, which was the image of Mal. He put the doll into his arms in front of the master, "I will take it with me wherever I go."

"That's it, it's time for me to go."

Xidi's tone was slightly urgent, and she controlled the broom to float down, while quietly using ice magic to make her face look normal.

Mal finally couldn't hold back her emotions, "It's better to wait for a sunny day before leaving..."

The disciple pressed down his pointed hat and sat sideways on the wand.

"It would be more impressive on a rainy day."

He turned around and tried to smile warmly.

At this moment, Mal held her chest and felt that the sky was clearing up.

……

Only a small dot can be seen in the field of vision.

The puppet witch rubbed the stuffed doll on her chest and waved her hand. All the doors and windows in the house were closed tightly, and the sound of wind and rain became much quieter.

She walked step by step into the child's room.

With a tap of the wand, the retroactive magic unfolded, and mortal objects without magic were unable to resist it. The cupboard door opened, and the sheets and quilts that had been dried by magic were washed and returned to the bed, restored to their previous appearance.

Magicians are rarely sloppy, and no matter how busy they are, they don't even have time to wave their wand to clean it. Xidi is the type who won't sit on the bed without cleaning it, so the bedding is actually very clean, and the air smells like candy. , if you are away.

Mal took a deep breath and threw herself on the bed, holding her disciple's doll and rubbing it against her face.

In the shining light of the wand, the magic of reading and writing continued to activate, and photos fell like snowflakes one after another. Xi Di when they first met, Xi Di dressed as a waiter, Xi Di in pajamas, Xi Di wearing platycodon flowers. flute……

Reserved, young, confident, distressed... and finally the smile just now, with cheeks as red as autumn leaves.

The witch took a deep breath, raised her hand to catch the fallen photo, pressed it on her chest, and fell asleep full of emotions.

Chapter 10: Clock Town Rostlov

Under the dim sky, the shining shield blocked the wind and rain, so the flying speed was much slower, roughly the same as that of an ordinary magician.

The first target is not the country that worships the witch Fran, but the direction of Rostrov, the clock town. After all, his home is there.

What do you mean you are not an orphan?How rude.

Although strictly speaking it is true.

But think about it carefully, how could he come here from so far away from Hameln and still survive to such an old age.

The broom was stable in the air and only needed to output magic power to maintain it. Amidst the sound of rain all over the world, Xi Di recalled the past.

……

He flew here at this speed a year ago. The reason was that he heard that Dorothy's doll was very interesting and that there was a witch, so he chose this place among the surrounding countries.

As for why he doesn't stay in his own country...because none of the witches there like him.

Here we need to explain the existence of the witch.

Most witches will be attracted by their respective countries when they pass the exam. After graduation, they will stay and settle in their country without any accident. When encountering natural and man-made disasters such as wars, earthquakes, and floods, it is time for them to play their role.

As the highest-ranking magicians, their existence lies not only in force. They can be doctors, teachers, designers... The magic in their hands can do many things that human beings cannot do.

If you are lucky enough to invest in a witch with talent and perseverance, the feedback you receive will be beneficial for years or even decades.

Take Mar, for example. Her dolls are well-known as cutting-edge products, driving the manufacturing and tourism industry of the entire doll country. The tax revenue from selling the dolls alone makes the surrounding countries jealous.

Having a witch means that the country is stable. The citizens will not be threatened by wandering monsters or wild beasts, nor will the country be destroyed due to natural disasters or epidemics. This is a reassuring existence.

Witches can do things that ordinary people can't do. Witches can deal with enemies that ordinary people can't deal with. They can build bridges across mountains and rivers, integrate military, civilians and farmers. Everyone who has used it says it's good.

With such ability, witches who wear star badges are respected in most countries, especially in a relatively mediocre small country like Rostrov, the clock town, where each witch is more proud than the other.

— and it’s useless.

Chongqing Township is too peaceful, and they are even very lazy in the practice of magic. After becoming a witch, their strength may not be as strong as when they were apprentices.

Then they met a child who was less than ten years old, younger, smarter and prettier(?) than them.

At that time, Xidi was not very good at talking. After asking a certain witch for advice, his reputation for being talented and arrogant spread throughout Chongqing Township, so much so that he could not find anyone else to ask for advice.

If you want to ask him what he said, there is only one sentence——

"You don't seem to be very good at this."

He was just telling the truth.

Children's words are always hurtful.

This is the reason why he came to Dorothy, the Land of Dolls.

I am very lucky when I think about it. When I was a child, I met the gray-haired witch. When I was three years old, I met the woman with horns and wings. When I was six years old, the psychological shadow after falling into the water was solved by Fran. When I was nine years old, I met Mal... …

If you think about it carefully, his growth is closely connected with magic and witches, and every encounter is a blessing.

This is probably why he longs for magic.

……

On the road, I saw many abandoned buildings covered with plants, and some even collapsed into a low pile that was difficult to distinguish. In this era, migration is completely normal.

Beasts, monsters, water, food...

People living in the wild have their own reasons and are often driven by life, just like shepherding sheep.

Those ruins reminded him of his true hometown, the lost city called Hameln.

It is said that it has become a realm of silence. The Magical Union's investigation has yielded no results and cannot and cannot be made public. People who cannot get the exact information follow the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages and stay away from it.

The message sent back by the traveling witch said that the place was overgrown with vines, weeds and various plants. The magic of the forest had completely eroded the building. Birds and beasts had an extra habitat. The place where humans once lived could provide shelter for them before it collapsed. After being out of the wind and rain for a long time, it’s time to use the last remaining heat.

At that time, he left with a pocketful of gold coins. Due to fraud and various things, he only had about thirty gold coins left. Fortunately, he met a person with the same alien blood, his name was Rachel. In the years to come, Here, Xidi called him grandpa.

Xidi's thirty gold coins helped Rachel's caravan get through the difficulties. A few years later, Rachel came to settle in Clock Township. Rachel was getting older. Four years ago, she contracted a disease that even magic couldn't cure. disease.

Living to be over 50 years old is considered a blessing.

He walked away peacefully. Before he died, he grabbed Xi Di's hand and said that he had a grandson. Although his son was not up to expectations, he was still obedient. His eldest son even gave birth to a granddaughter for him, but it was a pity that he did not hold him a few times...

How can life be without regrets?

Then, before grass grew on the graves, the two sons parted ways because of the family property. The old man's will left a share of the property to Xi Di. He was young and was deceived by two nominal "uncles", about two-thirds of the property. They either committed contract fraud or bribed employees to take it away.

Then came the wonderful thing. The uncles felt that the old man's business methods were behind the times. They sold a large amount of real estate and reorganized their caravans to start exploring new markets. They had great ideas, but how should I put it...

for example:

The boss purchased a large number of exquisite clocks locally and shipped them to a country known as the Clock Country.

Of course, I didn't sell it. Instead, I was deceived by local profiteers. I felt that the clocks from the Clock Country were very unique and might spark a new trend in the Clock Country. After disposing of the goods at a cheap price, I returned to the Clock Country with the local clocks.

Ok……

After two years of hard work, Xidi, who had done nothing, was richer than the two of them combined.

Before coming to Dorothy, something like this happened again. I can't say that I am a stranger to my uncles. I can only say that it is unexpected that we have not been in contact with each other for a long time. If it weren't for a younger sister and Grandpa Rachel's old friend, They, he doesn't want to go back.

Speaking of my sister.

Xidinian wrote out the photo. It was a girl with blue hair and a bright smile, with a lavender field in the background.

The background gradually became dark, like the remains of burned wood.

Sure enough, what he remembered most clearly was the face distorted in the flames.

"I haven't seen you for a year. Have you grown up?"

"—Serena."

……

After the rain subsided, Xidi accelerated with all her strength and returned to Clock Village before her magic power was exhausted.

The sky was just getting dark at this time, and there were still about an hour or two before dark.

The lower you fly, the less magic power is consumed. Experienced travelers fly close to the ground, but there is nothing they can do when encountering terrain such as cliffs, woods, and rivers.

I feel good mentally. The scenery along the way is very nice. The moist and fresh air is very refreshing. I have no other feeling except that my butt hurts a little.

It's just that after a large amount of magic power is consumed, similar to the siphon effect, the accumulated magic power tries to squeeze out to fill the emptiness, and the body begins to feel slight pain.

He was used to being patient, so he put away his broom, put on his backpack, and headed towards the city gate.

In the distance, the soldiers saw a small shadow walking over. Waterdrops fell from the short boots, but there was no trace of wetness on the clothes.

If he didn't get wet without an umbrella on a rainy day, he must be a high-level magician. The city guard corrected his attitude, but was still a little shocked after confirming that the person who came over was really a child.

"I am returning to my hometown."

Xidi took the initiative to say hello.

Only then did the two soldiers react.

"Oh, sorry, you look a little small..."

Not very good at talking.

Another coughed, opened the register, and interrupted his colleague: "What is your name?"

"Hidi."

"Ah, I found it! Your age is... nine years old? You left the country last year, so you are ten years old this year?"

The soldier looked over in even more surprise. After his eyes swept over the Platycodon flower, he became a little more friendly. They puffed up their chests and said in unison:

"Welcome back to Rostrov!"

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Gap:Shadows of the Past

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After a not-so-good nap.

The reason why it is not good is that I recall all the unbearable things I experienced when I was being manipulated by my master during my travels. Some of those past events made me laugh or cry, and some were so heavy that it made it difficult to breathe.

Like what I just dreamed about.

I still remember the terrible weather that day.

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Under the dim sky, the clouds were low enough that I could touch them if I raised my head higher, and a few dragonflies flew under our feet.

In the distance is a turbid river, as ugly as a crawling python. The nearby countries call it the Weser River.

We dropped off in town.

My master, the traveler who taught me magic, seemed to have seen a familiar place name. He stood shamelessly in front of the bookstore and read the newspaper for nothing, rummaging for something.

Her expression gradually became so serious that even the store manager did not dare to disturb her.

"Flan!" She looked at me, then my junior sister, "Sheila! Wait for me here!"

Her expression made me understand that this time it was no longer a ploy to deceive the disciples into paying advance accommodation fees. I had never seen such an irrational and anxious mood on the face of the calm and elegant Master.

The master summoned a broom and hurried away.

My junior sister - I don't usually call her that, Sheila stepped forward and sorted out the messy newspaper that Master had just looked through. If the more messy you look through, it can be considered sorting.

Her bad breath while holding a cigarette also put her boss off.