Release that Witch

It’s just that there’s no point in worrying now, and even if it’s eye-catching, she has to follow the four – it’s the best chance to see the city and the witch alliance up close. Otherwise, when they enter the castle area, it will be many times more difficult to contact them.

Thinking of this, on the 76th, Wendy showed a slightly pleasant smile. "Ma...it bothers you."

"I said that Wendy wouldn't mind," Amy grinned.

It seemed that Anne seemed to feel something. She looked at the two and didn't talk anymore.

"Let's go," Wendy clap his hands and laughed after the hero was a little familiar with the wheelchair operation. "The first stop of the tour today, there is no core area of ​​the winter city, the North Slope Mine!"

"Mine... mountain?" Five people gathered together.

What is good for mining? On the 76th, there was such a thought in the mind, and she bet that other people should think about it as much as herself. Whether in Takira or in the morning kingdom, mining is carried out by slaves or prisoners. The environment in the mine is extremely poor. In addition to the heavy physical activity of excavation and transportation, death and injury are normal things. Only those who have no value in life will be thrown into the mine to fend for themselves.

It’s hard to be the other’s intention to teach them to tell them that this newcomer is not obeying the discipline of correction.

"It's better to say that there is no source of winter power," Wendy said. There is no hint of intimidation in Wendy's tone. "Who can produce more steel, whoever is more representative of justice, this is also a common hang." A word in the mouth. Very mouthful, right?" On the contrary, when she talked about the king, there was always a smile that could not be opened. "In short, you will understand when you see it."

Representation...justice?

On the 76th, I have repeatedly pondered this sentence several times. What is the relationship between the two?

Walking out of the diplomatic building, the snow on the street has been cleaned up. I don’t know what the locals used. The snowpack in the hills has only one beach water stain. The new snowflake is still falling, but it is much smaller than a few days ago. Busy free people can be seen everywhere, they seem to have a lot of busy life, walking in a hurry, facing the snow through the streets. It is obviously a harsh winter of evil, and the whole city is full of a vibrant taste.

The colorful magic stone heated up again. She looked around and quickly found the target - there were two figures on the top of the head... No, it was one person and one bird shaking, probably to monitor them.

The evaluation of the Witch Alliance in the mind of the 76th has once again risen. This means and rigor are almost the same as those of the small city-state association in the Takira era. It is not like the wild witch organization of the Union. .

In addition, she also confirmed that her judgment was correct - with the perspective of a green-haired witch, and the tracking of the flying witch, she could not escape from the place after exposing her identity.

"Looking at the road for some time, I will briefly introduce you to some knowledge of the witch's own ability." The red-haired witch led the crowd all the way to the north and said as he walked. "From the awakening, the witch is facing the magic." Troubled, the church once called it a demon phagosome. In fact, it is just a natural reaction of the growing magic. You should already know this."

"Yes," Annie nodded calmly. "I don't know if it's hard to live an adult."

"I heard it from the broken sword," Amy said.

"When I was wandering in the wild, I always had the ability to use it. I was just guessing it," the sword was a little embarrassed.

"The same was true for the co-help clubs. Fortunately, we supported them," Wendy exclaimed. "Once the adulthood, the original ability of the witch will be further strengthened, and the opportunity to give birth to the branch will be the magical vortex of the body. Become clear and strong."

"What is that?" Amy was curious.

"Every witch has something, like a constant stream of air," she touched the little girl's head pettively. "Only a few witches can see them visually, that is the specific form of magic." - Its detail shape determines the type of ability."

"Yes, is that the case?" the latter was surprised.

"When the ability test is on the day, these are items that need to be recorded," Wendy said with a smile. "You will know what the magic vortex in your body looks like."

On the seventy-sixth, I frowned slightly, and this kind of thing is related to the continuation of the witch's common sense. Is it still a secret? What the hello star city is doing? The more witches are surviving, the more raw materials they make for the Prisoners, and why is this news blocked?

Is it true that in the four hundred years, the witches in the Star City have deviated from the will of the adults of Akaris?

"But the adult day is not the end of the witch's ability. On the adulthood, there is still the ability to evolve," Wendy continued. "There is no limit to the evolution, and it is not limited by the original ability. Strengthening the understanding of oneself and magic will continue to evolve."

“Really?” Amy exclaimed. “Can it evolve like me?”

"Of course, as long as you study hard," she said, she pulled out a thin silver plate with red spar and looked up. "Come to me, I want to introduce you to the new sister."

That is... listening to the seal!

The pupil of the 76th suddenly collapsed. Why did the wild witch have the legacy of the holy city of Takira?

No... They do have this opportunity, for example, it is sensible to find one or two remaining slogans from the remains of the Witch Empire. However, this type of equipment is generally only distributed to the saints. In her impression, the Quest has never produced such a simple listening.

Seriously, it looks even like an unfinished product... like a sham test made by a witch.

The voice of the red-haired witch just fell, and the figure in the sky had already rushed down, and soon fell to the top of her head.

It was a lovely little blonde girl, and her pet, a fat white pigeon.

The people were shocked and did not seem to have recovered from the spar that could make a sound on their own.

"First time, hello," the little girl smiled brightly. "My name is lightning, it is the greatest explorer without Wintertown!"

"I am McMug! Hey!" The pigeon followed the wings.

"God, the birds are talking!" Amy squinted.

"They are witches," Anne calmly said. "The ability should be related to the changing form."

"You guessed it," Wendy extended her arm and let the pigeon stop on her arm. "And she is an evolutionary sister."

It turned out to be not a pet... It’s a sudden on the 76th, wait, what did she say? This pigeon named Mai Hao is actually a high-ranking witch?

Looking at the other side, holding Wendy's cheek without any dignity, after hearing the introduction, curling his wings, high neck, seems to be showing his strength, this... Is this a high-ranking powerhouse?

You know that in Taqila, they can all enter the upper level of the Federation and become one of the powers of the Holy City!

In the face of every promotion to the witch, it should be respected. This is the iron law of the federation.

On the seventy-sixth, I felt something in my heart screaming and cracked.