The moon stars are thin, and the thin clouds and mist are shrouded in the sky, and Yahara has no intention of continuing to think about improving the effect of potions to sell.

The mana in his body couldn't stop surging, and he whispered, "Logic is twisted. ”

Distort the way to absorb cognitive information and turn the study of potions into a first impression!

A wave of dizziness suddenly surged, and Yahara only felt that the sky was spinning, and his body couldn't stop falling backwards.

"Yahara-kun!" Yuzi, who was passively awakened quietly, hurriedly got up, and regardless of the dust accumulated on the ground, he instantly jumped to the side of Yehara and helped him up.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

Although he knew that the chance of wanting to make the ghost king's physique sick was very small, Lingyuzi still subconsciously greeted, and his gray-purple eyes were full of anxiety.

"It's okay, don't worry too much." With a reassuring smile, Yahara sat up with difficulty with the support of the remaining sons.

But I was extremely frightened in my heart - Fang Cai's logical distortion had no effect!

Is it because the information is too deep and shocking that I haven't forgotten?

"How can there be no problems?! The ghost's physique is immortal and immortal, and there is no disease, not to mention that Yehara-kun still has a physique after optimizing the blood. ”

Feeling the power from the palm above his head, Lingyuzi's emotions were gradually relieved, but his little face was still drooping.

If Yahara-kun like a god can't do anything, then what can she do?

"It's almost dawn, if you don't want to sleep, just watch the sunrise with me."

Leave the message of Anatoly's reminder behind for the time being, and if you can't change it, you can only forget something by diverting your attention.

"Oh? Good...... Good. The bright eyes were dyed with a layer of brilliant gold, and the rest of the children also noticed the rising sun in the sky.

At this time, the grassland was silent, and only a few stars were left overhead, blinking their eyes, looking at the two people leaning on each other below.

The clouds in the eastern sky were dyed purple red, and the grassland shrouded in golden light looked vibrant and beautiful in the first morning light.

……

"Mr. Yohara, why didn't you tell me in advance when you and Lingyuzi watched the sunrise, it's a pity to miss the beautiful scenery!"

Irena pouted, sat sideways on the broomstick, and said bitterly.

"Don't be angry, it's a big deal that I'll concoct a new potion for you, and I'm sure it's like never before."

As if shrinking into inches, Yahara moved out more than ten meters in an instant with every big stride, and the speed was extremely terrifying.

And his breathing was not chaotic at all, and he even interjected with Irena with laughter.

Not long after, on the other side of the steppe.

A country that cannot be encapsulated by a distant view alone comes into view.

Similar to the Wizards' Country, they both have thick walls, but they are much larger in size.

When they came to the gate that they could barely see the top of the gate, they were very small against the backdrop.

The guards, who had been waiting for a long time on the other side, walked out and proceeded with the usual immigration clearance.

"Welcome to the witch-sama. Forgive me for being rude, can you ask the Daimyo?"

Irena put away her broom, looked at Yahara and Zeroko, and immediately replied:

"I'm Irena."

"How long is the expected stay?"

"I should be leaving in three days." Gathering courage, Irena took matters into her own hands.

"What about the witch title?"

"The Gray Witch."

Hearing the name, the guard immediately raised his head and stared at Irena, as if it was such a special text.

"Any questions?" Seeing that the situation had changed, Yahara stepped forward and asked.

"No, it's okay, I was rude." The guards who hurriedly covered up their gaffe retreated, not even asking about the situation of Yehara and Lingyuzi.

"Welcome to Celesteria."

A voice of reverence and pride came from behind him.

After paying the entrance fee for three silver coins, they finally saw this vibrant country.

People move back and forth on the ground made of bricks and tiles that are spliced together. Happy couples with children in their arms, children chasing each other, and elderly people taking a walk, each with their own lives.

Towering buildings stand in the middle of a linen rope with a lot of laundry hanging out on them.

And the most striking thing is that there are many magicians flying in the sky over this country, doing different jobs.

There are newspaper delivery and delivery services, and there are people who are seated on broomsticks, and this is usually done in teams of two.

No anti-theft

The magicians on the ground are even more varied. Perform magic to make people happy, manipulate puppets to act, or use magic to create an atmosphere and move the crowd with songs.

"It's like a country of magicians, but the atmosphere is very different."

Zero Yuzi looked at the puppets on the side of the road that could dance mechanically on their own, and remembered his former blood ghost magic.

"That's right, the Wizards' Nation is only a small fraction of the population, and it seems to be equal here."

There was a vase of flowers on a balcony, and the colorful flowers made Yahara can't help but stop and watch.

"Zero-plus, let's fly up and see" Excitedly summoning the broom, Irena pulled the zero-remnant and flew into the sky in a blink of an eye.

"Wow!" The sudden weightlessness made the hair stand on end, and the petite body couldn't help but tremble, and subconsciously hugged Irena tightly: "Slow down!" ”

"Don't touch it, it's itchy, okay?!"

Irena instantly turned crimson on her pretty face, and she resisted the strange sensation of the place where Zero's palm passed, trying to keep the broom from shaking.

Does this little witch actually mean something like that?

Yehara watched the two of them rise into the air slowly, and couldn't help laughing.

"Is it Miss Grey Witch?"

A slightly immature greeting suddenly came from above, and Yahara, who had just wanted to go to see a magic show, stopped and squinted to observe the situation.

What a godsend, a great opportunity to teach Irina!

"Can you please come with us without asking for a reason?"

The girl with a young face in a black cloak nervously leaned on the broom and asked carefully.

"We are students of the Royal School of Magic, and there is no ill will."

From the perspective of Yahara, the combination of a man and a woman confronted Irena and Lingyuzi for a long time, and never let go.

In the next second, Irena's broom turned around and ran, not forgetting to say "OK"

Gesture to Yahara.

But then a dozen or so people completely surrounded her broomstick, blocking all directions forward or backward.

When he hesitated to make a move, Yahara saw a scene that shocked him:

The rest of the child is moving!

Twisted and jumped into the air, tapped Irena's broom with his toes and shot straight out with a hidden sharp arrow, rolling the wind and instantly choking the necks of the young men and girls who had just blocked the way, and his feet were firmly on the brooms of the two.

Before they could speak, a smug smile rose on the corner of Lingyuzi's mouth, and with a wave of his arms, the two of them were thrown on a nearby roof like broken sacks, smashing several tiles.

The broomstick, which had lost its magical supply, also fell, and Irena hurried over to catch her in surprise.

Can anyone explain why such a cute remnant can throw people with one arm?

Shocking remarks from Irena.