Wendy opened her eyes, and a strange roof appeared in her eyes.
Wooden beams with spider webs, gray brick ceilings, and a ring chandelier that has never been lit.
The scene goes from blur to clear until every detail is presented.
It was not a cold rock roof or a narrow tent. She thought, by the way, she had been away from the Communist Aid Association for more than half a month. I wonder if the tutor led the sisters to find the Holy Mountain successfully?
She took a deep breath. Although it was not as fresh and cold as in the cave, the dull and warm breath in the room made her feel very comfortable.
My body is wrapped in soft velvet quilt, and there are several layers of cotton blankets under my body, which will sink slightly when I lie on it.
Even if you straighten your body completely, your toes will not be exposed.
The feeling of not getting up in bed made her feel a little guilty. She had only been here for half a month, but she felt a long-lost feeling of peace.
In the castle, no matter how late she got up, no one came to disturb her.
For example, now, Wendy turned her head and looked out the window, and the gray sky was even a little dazzling.
This time it was probably over (10 o'clock). In the past few years of wandering, there were few times when I could fall asleep peacefully.
A little noise will wake up from the dream, and you will start preparing today's food before dawn.
When you go out, you are always worried that you will be found by the church. No one can guarantee that you will survive the next time the evil body swallows.
Even though she was hiding in the desperate mountains, she should have been busy chores, helping to dry food and herbs, blow drying her sisters' clothes wet with snow, or cleaning the camp, etc.
Wendy is not unhappy to do these things. She will feel extremely happy when she sees everyone's smiles.
But she found that she could not resist such a lazy life, but instead was a little immersed in it.
No, you can't be so lazy anymore.She patted her cheeks and got up from the bed with all her might.After all, when in the monastery, the nun often warned that lazy people cannot receive the blessing of the gods.
I'll go to the back garden to practice wind control later and blow the snow clean.
Thinking of His Highness the Prince's request for practice, Wendy couldn't help but laugh.
Those are all strange requirements. For example, after watching the demonstration of his ability, he hopes that he can blow the wind to a distance of ten steps above his head.
Yet no witch could extend magic so far.
The defendant was unable to do it. Not only did he not get angry, he came up with a strange idea: to stand on the stool and let the strong wind blow up and down at the same time.
Wendy tried it and found that this was a feasible solution.
The test results made His Highness very satisfied. In addition to asking himself to practice more according to this method, he also asked himself whether he had acrophobia.
Just as Nightingale said, His Highness Roland Wimbledon was an elusive person, but he was also a prince who cared for witches.
Wendy sighed softly when she thought of this.
The prince who does not hate witches really exists, you are wrong.
Putting on her brand new clothes, her chest felt slightly swollen, Wendy was used to this kind of thing, and just as she wanted to find a needle and thread to make a cut, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
Come in.
The nightingale pushed the door open. Wendy was a little stunned, and then smiled, "Have you got up yet?"You actually come to me when you have time.
What are you talking about? I don’t have time to follow him every day.The nightingale raised the basket in her hand and I brought you breakfast.
The maid usually takes the breakfast to the room. Except for the Prince's Highness who often comes to chat with him after he goes to bed, it is difficult to see her at other times.
Wendy smiled in her heart, and ran over to deliver food as soon as she woke up. She must have sneaked in and visited her several times.
Tell me, what's the matter?She took the basket, squeezed out a piece of bread with cheese from it, and put it into her mouth.
Well... Nightingale walked to the bed and sat down. Nanava was going to spend that day... that day.
Wendy was silent. Although it was the first magic backlash and would not be as violent and lasting as adult days, it could not be said to be absolutely safe.
The younger you are, the less you will be tolerated with pain.
She put the basket on the low cabinet at the head of the bed, walked to the nightingale, patted the other person on the shoulder, Didn’t your Highness say that as long as you keep the magic released every day, you can minimize the torture.
But that's just speculation.
At least it sounds very reasonable, Wendy comforted, isn't that how Anna came here?Even the most difficult day of adulthood, she was not hurt at all.This is what you have seen with your own eyes.She paused and then asked, Where is Nanava?
Now in the hospital, Nightingale couldn't help but talk about this, and her mouth curled up. She heard that her father Baron Pine had acquired a large group of hares from hunters, and now they have been sent to the hospital.He said he had to practice until tomorrow.
It's great to have such a father, Wendy sighed, I no longer remember what happened when I was a child... It's strange, just like there's a blank space in my memory, there's no father or mother, and I've stayed in the monastery since I knew it.
It seems that I am a little lucky than you.
Well, I'm quite lucky.Wendy sat down close to her, are you nervous?
... The Nightingale was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.
Of course Wendy knew what the other party was nervous about. Today is not only a crucial day for Nanava, but also a key turning point in reversing the fate of the witch.
If Nanava can survive this backlash safely, it means that the witch can completely get rid of the shadow of the devil's minions, and the border town will also become a veritable holy mountain. One day, all the witches will gather here, live a life that is no different from ordinary people, and no longer have to wander around and avoid the hunting of the church.
No matter how worried it is, it is useless. We might as well just be lazy for the whole day and go with Nanava.
be lazy?Nightingale stared at Wendy with wide eyes.
It's Ah, who told you to tell me the news so early made me nervous, Wendy simply said, since I'm not in the mood to practice, just go and visit Nanava.Didn’t the contract be written?This is called paid leave.
……
After dinner, Nanava's room was filled with people Anna, Lightning, Nightingale, Wendy, Tigu, and Roland.
Seeing this situation, the little girl's face was full of entanglement, uh...will I die?
Of course not!Everyone shook their heads together and said.
It was just the first time that the backlash was not very strong. Wendy held Nanava's right hand and said, focusing on it, and able to persevere.
When it hurts, pinch your father's hand. Tigu shook his daughter's left hand and said, "You have become very strong in the medical hospital, and your father is proud of you."
The little girl nodded, her eyes crossed everyone, and finally looked at Anna.
Anna walked up and kissed her forehead, survive, okay?
……Um.
Wooden beams with spider webs, gray brick ceilings, and a ring chandelier that has never been lit.
The scene goes from blur to clear until every detail is presented.
It was not a cold rock roof or a narrow tent. She thought, by the way, she had been away from the Communist Aid Association for more than half a month. I wonder if the tutor led the sisters to find the Holy Mountain successfully?
She took a deep breath. Although it was not as fresh and cold as in the cave, the dull and warm breath in the room made her feel very comfortable.
My body is wrapped in soft velvet quilt, and there are several layers of cotton blankets under my body, which will sink slightly when I lie on it.
Even if you straighten your body completely, your toes will not be exposed.
The feeling of not getting up in bed made her feel a little guilty. She had only been here for half a month, but she felt a long-lost feeling of peace.
In the castle, no matter how late she got up, no one came to disturb her.
For example, now, Wendy turned her head and looked out the window, and the gray sky was even a little dazzling.
This time it was probably over (10 o'clock). In the past few years of wandering, there were few times when I could fall asleep peacefully.
A little noise will wake up from the dream, and you will start preparing today's food before dawn.
When you go out, you are always worried that you will be found by the church. No one can guarantee that you will survive the next time the evil body swallows.
Even though she was hiding in the desperate mountains, she should have been busy chores, helping to dry food and herbs, blow drying her sisters' clothes wet with snow, or cleaning the camp, etc.
Wendy is not unhappy to do these things. She will feel extremely happy when she sees everyone's smiles.
But she found that she could not resist such a lazy life, but instead was a little immersed in it.
No, you can't be so lazy anymore.She patted her cheeks and got up from the bed with all her might.After all, when in the monastery, the nun often warned that lazy people cannot receive the blessing of the gods.
I'll go to the back garden to practice wind control later and blow the snow clean.
Thinking of His Highness the Prince's request for practice, Wendy couldn't help but laugh.
Those are all strange requirements. For example, after watching the demonstration of his ability, he hopes that he can blow the wind to a distance of ten steps above his head.
Yet no witch could extend magic so far.
The defendant was unable to do it. Not only did he not get angry, he came up with a strange idea: to stand on the stool and let the strong wind blow up and down at the same time.
Wendy tried it and found that this was a feasible solution.
The test results made His Highness very satisfied. In addition to asking himself to practice more according to this method, he also asked himself whether he had acrophobia.
Just as Nightingale said, His Highness Roland Wimbledon was an elusive person, but he was also a prince who cared for witches.
Wendy sighed softly when she thought of this.
The prince who does not hate witches really exists, you are wrong.
Putting on her brand new clothes, her chest felt slightly swollen, Wendy was used to this kind of thing, and just as she wanted to find a needle and thread to make a cut, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
Come in.
The nightingale pushed the door open. Wendy was a little stunned, and then smiled, "Have you got up yet?"You actually come to me when you have time.
What are you talking about? I don’t have time to follow him every day.The nightingale raised the basket in her hand and I brought you breakfast.
The maid usually takes the breakfast to the room. Except for the Prince's Highness who often comes to chat with him after he goes to bed, it is difficult to see her at other times.
Wendy smiled in her heart, and ran over to deliver food as soon as she woke up. She must have sneaked in and visited her several times.
Tell me, what's the matter?She took the basket, squeezed out a piece of bread with cheese from it, and put it into her mouth.
Well... Nightingale walked to the bed and sat down. Nanava was going to spend that day... that day.
Wendy was silent. Although it was the first magic backlash and would not be as violent and lasting as adult days, it could not be said to be absolutely safe.
The younger you are, the less you will be tolerated with pain.
She put the basket on the low cabinet at the head of the bed, walked to the nightingale, patted the other person on the shoulder, Didn’t your Highness say that as long as you keep the magic released every day, you can minimize the torture.
But that's just speculation.
At least it sounds very reasonable, Wendy comforted, isn't that how Anna came here?Even the most difficult day of adulthood, she was not hurt at all.This is what you have seen with your own eyes.She paused and then asked, Where is Nanava?
Now in the hospital, Nightingale couldn't help but talk about this, and her mouth curled up. She heard that her father Baron Pine had acquired a large group of hares from hunters, and now they have been sent to the hospital.He said he had to practice until tomorrow.
It's great to have such a father, Wendy sighed, I no longer remember what happened when I was a child... It's strange, just like there's a blank space in my memory, there's no father or mother, and I've stayed in the monastery since I knew it.
It seems that I am a little lucky than you.
Well, I'm quite lucky.Wendy sat down close to her, are you nervous?
... The Nightingale was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.
Of course Wendy knew what the other party was nervous about. Today is not only a crucial day for Nanava, but also a key turning point in reversing the fate of the witch.
If Nanava can survive this backlash safely, it means that the witch can completely get rid of the shadow of the devil's minions, and the border town will also become a veritable holy mountain. One day, all the witches will gather here, live a life that is no different from ordinary people, and no longer have to wander around and avoid the hunting of the church.
No matter how worried it is, it is useless. We might as well just be lazy for the whole day and go with Nanava.
be lazy?Nightingale stared at Wendy with wide eyes.
It's Ah, who told you to tell me the news so early made me nervous, Wendy simply said, since I'm not in the mood to practice, just go and visit Nanava.Didn’t the contract be written?This is called paid leave.
……
After dinner, Nanava's room was filled with people Anna, Lightning, Nightingale, Wendy, Tigu, and Roland.
Seeing this situation, the little girl's face was full of entanglement, uh...will I die?
Of course not!Everyone shook their heads together and said.
It was just the first time that the backlash was not very strong. Wendy held Nanava's right hand and said, focusing on it, and able to persevere.
When it hurts, pinch your father's hand. Tigu shook his daughter's left hand and said, "You have become very strong in the medical hospital, and your father is proud of you."
The little girl nodded, her eyes crossed everyone, and finally looked at Anna.
Anna walked up and kissed her forehead, survive, okay?
……Um.
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