Release that Witch

Roland walked to the center of the garden and couldn’t help but see.

At the end of the passage, there was a small room made of plants. The trunk and the improved crops formed the walls. The criss-crossing vines hung on the top of the head, just like being carefully woven. A bunch of crystal grapes. There was a pot of bonfire burning in the middle of the house, surrounded by lush green furniture - if you look closely, they are made of strange plants that are elongated from the ground. For a moment, he thought that he had come to the world of fairy tales. If he was not standing by the bonfire, he would have several familiar figures. He really doubted that this was a dream.

"How is this going?"

Tilly turned back and showed a sighful expression. "The ability of the leaves has evolved. She turned into this garden."

"What about her?" Roland was surprised.

“She has been integrated into the plant,” Tilly looked around. “The sights you see in front of you are all part of the leaves.”

Before feelings, I felt that walking in a huge creature was not an illusion, but that the "great creature" was replaced by a leaf, and Roland suddenly became tight. "She won't be able to recover."

"As long as I disarm, I can return to normal," the voice of the leaves suddenly rang.

But if you listen carefully, this is not what she is talking about, but the words of the rustling sound of the leaves shaking and the friction of the branches.

The other party’s answer gave Roland a little relief. “Can you hear us?”

"Not only can you hear, but you can see, smell, touch," the leaves look very pleasant. "I can feel any change in the garden, including the birds building nests on the branches, and the insects crawling on the trunks." ... This feeling is difficult to describe in words. Tilly is right. I am now the garden itself. I will notice you from the moment you walk in."

As said, a huge leaf rolled up from the ceiling to Roland's hand, slowly spread, I saw a cup containing a purple-red liquid inside. The cup is made up of four olive leaves, and the petiole forms the ear of the cup, which looks small and exquisite. Roland took the cup and put it on his mouth and found that it was a new wine, with a refreshing sweetness in the slightly sour. It seems that both the wine and the container come from this garden.

Roland drank the other party's "toasting" and walked to the campfire, sitting on the plant bench with great interest - its support was a rough leather branch, the chair and back were covered with a thick layer of wheat leaves, sitting like a sink Generally in the sofa. There is a barbecue on the side of the campfire, and Andrea is baking apples and corn for everyone. Undoubtedly, these are also taken from the garden.

"How did you do it?" the prince looked up and asked.

“I don’t know the process very well,” the voice replied quickly. “I just take care of the new crops and your flight messengers as usual, and practice their abilities along the way – and then they respond to my call. Maybe It is the path of integration that I have been looking for, turning the jungle and the life it bred into a true whole."

“If you are able to use it in a hidden forest? Can you turn it into a part of you?”

"I don't think... no," she hesitated for a moment. "Even if it can, it will take a long time. It doesn't take much magic to maintain this state, even the woods can supplement it for me, but every enlargement A circle of control will make me feel slow."

"Slow thinking?" Roland groaned.

“I don’t know how to describe this feeling,” said the leaf. “If you slowly expand the scope of control, after a few years, I should be able to integrate with the fascinating forest, but if I integrate it in an instant, I am afraid I will lose my mind. - When I first merged with the garden, I felt that my head was not enough, as if my mind suddenly became very empty, and it took a long time to return to normal." She paused and added, "But the plants that have been controlled When you enter again, you don't have this sense of alienation. You can do it as long as you think about it."

It is indeed incredible, Roland conceived, compared to Anna and Lily's evolution towards the microscopic direction, the new ability of the leaves is obviously a macro breakthrough. If one day she can control the entire lost forest, no doubt any enemy's movements will escape her eyes and ears.

"Congratulations," Wendy laughed. "There is now another evolutionary witch in the Witch Alliance. According to Aegusa, this is equivalent to the size of half of the federation."

"If she is here, she must sigh for a while," Roland smiled, then looked at the little girl who was curious to sneak at her. "What about white paper?"

"About her ability... I am afraid I need further testing," Wendy responded. "But I found a strange phenomenon."

After she said that she had snapped her fingers, two packs of snow were quickly dropped on the roof.

Wendy spreads them one by one, one group is placed next to the campfire, one group is placed in the corner of the room, and then the white paper is used to display its ability. "I am guiding her how to use magic evenly to achieve stable ability." The effect - just like you originally taught me. Now she can't do precise control, but in general it won't be much different."

Roland noticed that the snow near the bonfire quickly turned into a pool of ice water, and the farther away group only melted half.

Wendy took the water and walked to the wall, knocking on the wall, and the tightly wrapped vines shrank to the sides, revealing a fist-sized hole, and the outdoor cold wind suddenly came in.

"Come on, then use this ability," she said to the white paper.

The little girl nodded and reached out her hands. Roland was surprised to find that the snow in the leaves once again produced a thin layer of ice crystals.

"This is...accelerating time, letting the results appear in advance?" He vetoed his own conjecture as soon as he said it. No, time is just a concept that humans set for their convenience. It does not exist. How can a non-existent thing affect it?

"I started to think so, but Tilly said that this is not the case." Wendy used a vine to lift a stone and shake it in front of the white paper. The latter once again exerted its ability, but the pendulum speed did not change, and it still swayed at the same amplitude until it finally stopped. "If it is acceleration time, it should swing faster, right?"

Indeed, Roland quickly realized the essence of the other's ability - she was not affecting the time, but was affecting the movement of the particles. The magic changed the energy level of the particles, causing them to decrease or rise, and macroscopically freeze or melt. . Of course, white paper may not understand this at all. She just releases her ability according to her own feelings, so she can conclude that it has little effect on other objects: oxidation is a long process and it takes longer to observe the result. .

If she guessed it right, then her ability is a natural catalyst.

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