In the early morning, with the new morning sun and the blessings of her parents, Irena the Grey Witch finally embarks on the trip she has always dreamed of.

On the gentle plains, the wind whipped across the pale green grassland. Colorful flowers and plants sparkle in the sun, swaying in the wind like microwaves.

"Mr. Yahara, is this red fruit okay?"

Two or three meters above the ground, a witch wearing a wide tricorne hat and a delicate doll-like witch pointed to a tiny berry hidden in the grass.

Carefully peeling open the fine blades of grass around him, staring at the red berries, Yahara suddenly had knowledge about it in his mind.

"Winnidal red, named for its total of 100 days from germination to maturity, can be used for bruises, bruises, and can be used to prepare healing medicine with Lingbing leaves."

Carefully taking off the porcelain jar that he had asked Anatoly for before leaving, Yahara turned around and took the cypress stem in Lingyuzi's hand and threw it into Yumi, smiling, and making an "OK" gesture to Irena in the sky

It's been ten days since Robetta left the Land of Peace, and in addition to accompanying Irena along the story route of "Nicole's Adventures", he has spent more time researching "The Apothecary's Favor".

This wonderful space full of exotic style is truly in line with the meaning of "another world", and all kinds of strange vegetation and scenery that have never been seen before rush into the field of vision of the night plain.

With the help of Zero-Yuzi, he learned the general information of this world from Irena from the side.

Magical power pervades all parts of the natural world, especially plants such as plants and trees will spit out magic power under the action of sunlight, and people who can absorb magic power that cannot be absorbed by the human body and can use it freely are magicians.

Magicians are at their most powerful in the magical forest.

"That's enough, should we speed up the process and try to get into the next country before the sun sets?" Yahara roughly counted the number of hundreds of sun reds and ice spirit leaves, and looked at the mountains looming in front of him.

According to the nature of this world full of magical power, these herbs with weak magical power can completely liberate themselves under the "favor of the pharmacist", and merge each other's medicinal properties in a whimsical way.

If you mix it in a 1:2 ratio, you will get about 120 bottles of potions for healing. The zero-cost and high-profit thing is really addictive.

"Okay, let's come up, we're going to speed up!" Irena sat sideways on the broomstick, squirming to make room for one person, smiling.

Yahara recalled the first magic given by Anatoly in his mind, and with a single move of his hands, the invisible magic energy was integrated into his body, and suddenly he felt as if he had untied the shackles on his body, and the wonderful feeling of being as light as a feather emerged.

It is: light weight!

"Irena, let's meet at the gate of the national city ahead!" The moment the voice fell, Yahara stomped the soles of his feet to the ground, and infinite power rushed out, and the earth rolled and cracked into a deep pit.

And the night plain turned into a galloping black lightning, turning into a small black dot in Irena's eyes.

"Woo, let's catch up!" Very angry at Yahara's behavior of rushing away without saying a word, Irena's white cheeks bulged, and her eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and she chased after her with a whoosh.

The powerful wind pressure was blocked out of the broom by the shield formed by the magic power, and the eyes of the Zero Yuzi were aimed at the gradually rising ground, his pupils trembled slightly, and his hands grabbed the wooden handle desperately, not daring to relax for a moment.

"Miss Irena, I—can we slow down?"

"No, Mr. Yahara is already waiting in front, we can't easily admit defeat!" Irena clenched her silver teeth, a hint of stubbornness appeared on her delicate face, and the sudden desire to win made her refuse to slow down.

On the other side, the outline of a country in the desolate mountainous terrain is gradually taking shape in the field of view of Yahara.

The towering walls surround the whole country, as if carved out of mountain walls, and you can't see the scenery of the castle from the top down.

"The guest who came from afar, please stay and show your identity!" A majestic and cold call interrupted Yahara's thoughts, and along the direction of the sound, the guard in standard armor shouted loudly.

After a few breaths of breath, Yehara slowly stepped forward, and a trace of doubt appeared between his eyebrows: "What identity?" ”

"Whether or not you're a magician." Perhaps seeing the astonishing speed of the night plain, the guard slowed down and patiently explained the rules of the country:

"Behind me is the land of magicians, and only those who qualify as magicians can enter."

Seeing this, Yehara suddenly realized, but there was some difficulty in his heart, and he had learned a light body technique now, how to deal with the past?

Suddenly, he had an idea to turn out the long knife that he hadn't used for a long time, and when the guards' eyes were instantly full of vigilance, and he was about to raise his spear to attack, he launched his own "magic" demonstration.

The fiery red circle of light suddenly rose, skillfully surrounding the side of the night plain, and the blazing flames continued to jump, condensing into a smart flying firefly insects, beautiful and deadly.

"Now it does, right?"

Staring at the distorted air in front of him, the guard's heart was beating wildly, beating the fireflies like a drum: "Enough, enough..." ”

Grabbing the pass emblazoned with mysterious patterns, the guard looked apologetic and said respectfully, "I'm very sorry, but you can enter now."

"Don't worry, I still have to wait." Smiling, he took the pass and put it in the bracelet, and Yahara stood at the gate of the city with the other guards, waiting for the unknown humans who were about to enter.

What made this guard feel devastated was that the person in front of him who was waiting for the mysterious man with a long knife was actually a witch - the existence of the highest rank of magician!

"Irena, you don't have to be so desperate to catch up."

Yahara looked at Irena who was sweating profusely, her neat witch costume dirty, and her face was covered with dust, like a kitten that had fallen into an attic that had been abandoned for many years.

It's okay to have a strong physique like a ghost, and it's still in a state full of energy.

"No, no, no, I... I have no problem, also... Can fly ......" Irena had never spent so much magic on flight, her eyes darkened, her speech was intermittent, and she desperately wanted to lie down in the hot tub for a dip.

Am I still too young compared to a real traveler?

"Zero, help Irena, let's go find the hotel first." Holding his forehead, Yahara finally understood Anatoly's intentions.

With such a doting and understanding father, it's no wonder that Irena is worried about Irina's problems during the journey, in the final analysis, the reason is obviously on him, okay?!

Yahara was vicious in his heart.