Witcher's Atelier

It was freezing cold, snowing, and almost dark again. This is the last day of the year─New Year's Eve.

In this cold and dark night, a well-behaved little girl walked barefoot on the street. She was wearing a pair of slippers when she came out of the house, but what was the use? They were a pair of big slippers - so big, her mother always wore them.

As she was crossing the road, two carriages rushed past so fast that she was so frightened that she ran away from her shoes. One could not be found, and the other asked a boy to pick it up and ran away. He said that he could use it as a cradle when he has children in the future.

The little girl had to walk barefoot, and her little feet were red and blue from the cold. She had many matches in her old apron and a handful in her hand. Throughout the whole day, no one bought her a match, and no one gave her a coin.

Poor little girl! She was cold and hungry, shivering as she walked forward. Snowflakes fell on her long golden hair, which was curled and draped over her shoulders. She looked very beautiful, but she didn't pay attention to it.

There was light in every window, and the smell of roast goose wafted through the streets, because it was New Year's Eve—and she couldn't forget that.

She sat down in the corner of a house and huddled up with her legs. She felt colder. She didn't dare to go home because she didn't sell a match and didn't make any money, and her father would definitely beat her.

Besides, it's just as cold at home as it is on the street. There was only a roof above them, and although the largest cracks had been blocked with grass and rags, the wind could still get in.

Her little hands were almost frozen. Ah, even a small match is good for her! She trembled and pulled out a match from the handful...

──Andersen's "The Little Match Girl"

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The next morning, two unicorns carried the "Magic Bean Expeditionary Force" and passed a magical village. The wooden wall separated the inside and outside climates. The outside of the village was lush and green, and the village was covered in ice and snow.

In the deserted village, only the strange cry of the little girl came from the wind, "Matches! Please... Do you want to buy matches? Does anyone want to buy matches?"

Victor's heart skipped a beat, feeling that he had to go to this scene and buy all the matches...

This is definitely the set of "The Little Match Girl". That spark of hope and the cruelty of extinguishing despair, as long as there is humanity, we will not allow this to happen.

From a certain point of view, he disliked this story very much, and his eyes would get wet whenever he read that paragraph.

Saying hello to the princess, the witcher reined in his horse and followed the source of the sound. He soon saw the thin and young figure in the center of the snow-covered square.

He jumped off his horse more than ten yards ago and ran towards the opponent impatiently. As the distance gets closer, the little girl's appearance becomes clearer and clearer.

Her golden curly hair and body were wrapped in a warm blended cloak, with a thick scarf around her neck, woolen gloves on her hands, and high boots on her feet.

Victor slowed down until he stopped in front of the other party, "Uh... may I ask, which fairy tale character are you?"

The little blond girl patted the basket with a smile, "Ah yes! Where did this distinguished guest come from? He looks like he is very rich and prosperous at first glance. We are the little match girl!"

Want a cigar? Or hand-rolled cigarettes? Even miscellaneous powder? We have everything here! "

The young man felt ridiculous for a moment, uh... What do you want to do, this greasy girl?

Waking up from his feelings, Victor looked at the other person carefully and finally understood what had happened...

simply speaking? Compared with countless collapsed fairy tales, the little match girl turned around from the bottom, from the original unsolvable tragedy to a farce.

"When we were young, we sold matches, but no one bought them, so we bravely expanded our product range and sold everything we smoke. Now we are saving for a down payment on our second home. What do you want, dear?"

"No! We don't want anything. We just want to leave here, the sooner the better." Xianna, who understood the situation, looked confused and was obviously speechless about this change.

"Sweetie, don't worry! There are well-packaged goods here. Take a few puffs and I guarantee that you will immediately fly into the sky and stand side by side with the sun..." The girl said and lifted the cover of the basket to show the goods to the two customers. .

The princess shook her head and was about to leave, but something in the basket caught her eye, "Hey! Where did you get that ribbon? That's my thing!"

The little girl immediately covered the basket with caution, "Nonsense! I picked it up in the forest. You can't prove that it's yours, right? My dear, whoever picked it up belongs to whoever picked it up."

Xianna's glare was sharp, and the little girl looked back fearlessly.

Victor, who originally thought it was unimportant, interrupted, "Allow me to interrupt, can you explain why that ribbon is important?"

"There's nothing to explain. It was given to me by Artorius Wei Ge when I was a child. It was originally used to protect me from evil, although judging from my experience, it obviously has no effect." Xianna tilted her head to explain.

"Sounds like it means a lot to you."

"How should I put it...I don't have any childhood memories. And that ribbon reminds me of the good times and the person I used to be."

The princess's words brought back his memory, and the witcher had a feeling that this ribbon seemed to have some kind of purpose?

Unfortunately, before I could think of it, my thoughts were interrupted by the little girl's cough, "I'm sorry, my dear guests... Can the touching drama be performed elsewhere? Our guests will be scared away by you! Do you want to buy anything?" "

Victor knelt down in front of the little girl, with her innocent golden curls.

"Cute little guy, let me discuss this with you. I believe you have not forgotten Xianna. This ribbon is very important to her. Can you give it to her?"

"My dear, forgive me for refusing. The only thing we will give away for free is the first bag of weed powder, because the customer will come back soon to buy the second bag. You have to pay for everything else."

"What if I ask you sincerely?"

"Um...please ask me sincerely? Maybe we can use the bet. How about we play a game of double bridge. It's been a long time since I met an opponent worth fighting."

The cute girl turned out to be a bad gambler. The witcher was speechless for a while and was about to agree to the bet.

"No! I don't want it anymore," Xianna suddenly said coldly, "Anyway, my childhood will never come back again!"

After saying that, the princess turned around, mounted the unicorn, and left without looking back.

And after watching her walk away, and then turning to look at the little match girl, Victor reached out and touched his nose...

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After a while, the Magic Bean Expedition arrived at the end of the journey, the "Abandoned Pumpkin Patch", where the soil was fertile and the view was wide.

Xianna patted the unicorns and let them go freely. Then she squatted on the ground and dug a small hole, and carefully warned Victor, who was responsible for sowing, "Once things are put into the hole, they cannot stay where they are and must run away immediately." .The beanstalks will pop up and grow very, very quickly.

After saying that, like a soldier who had just thrown a grenade, she quickly hid behind the stone wall bunker in the distance, leaving only her forehead and eyes exposed, carefully observing the movement.

Amused by her behavior, Victor put the red, yellow and blue peas into the hole, covered it with soil, and quickly retreated to a safe area.

Sparrows chirped, butterflies fluttered among the hawthorn trees around the pumpkin patch.

The next second was earth-shattering. The thick pea vine, which required several people to surround it, rose up from the ground with a momentum that penetrated the sky, rumbling into the sky, and pierced into the white clouds.

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