Hearing Colma's question, the gray-robed witch took a small breath, and after a long time, she mustered up the courage to speak again.

Only this time, her voice became much weaker, not at all as chic and natural as before: "...... I'm asking, would you like some green bees? Your face looks a little bad......"

She originally wanted to ask where Colma's beautiful long silver hair was dyed and what the mysterious rune on her forehead meant, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't help but change to another question.

Colma lowered her eyelids, trying to contain the little breath that had escaped from her body. Although the magicians are not as uneasy when confronted by her as the school wizards because they are not sensitive enough to magic, they can also feel the increasingly oppressive atmosphere in the hall. This is not the consequence that Colmar hopes.

The witch's self-inhibition quickly worked.

The trumpet flower in the pot was the first to react, quietly opened its petals, and hummed softly again:

“......

Fate left and right,

Fight back without self-esteem,

Till death rests

......”

"Catherine, let's assemble," the owner of the Gini hut took a deep breath, his hair fluttering without a trace, and his eyes were a little more determined: "I have an experiment that needs to be cooperated. ”

Catherine is the grey-robed female trickster and one of the most 'magical' tricksters in the Gini Hut, and when Colmar is not at the club, she is in charge of the day-to-day running of the Gini Hut.

And cooperating with Colma to do some 'grey experiments' is the duty of these tricksters.

This is also the usual rule of most similar clubs in Betatown North. After all, knowledge is priceless, and even if you do charity, you will never harm yourself and others. It's just that compared to other clubs, Colmar's usual experiments are very gentle, and there are very few out-of-the-ordinary behaviors such as human modification, species hybridization, soul analysis, and new magical human experiments.

The gray-robed witch immediately cheered up: "Roger!"

Soon, the young magicians, who had been sitting loosely in the hall, gathered together and sat in a circle. Colmar prepares the materials for later experiments behind the bar, and Catherine presides over the ceremony.

"At the request of the owner of the Gini Hut, the seventy-ninth trial assistant is now selected. The gray-robed girl held a slanted ponytail similar to Colma, held an old Sinan, walked to the center of the circle, looked around the left and right, and said in a stern voice:

"As the old rule goes, whoever the handle of the spoon points to, it's his turn...... If anyone wants to quit, it's still too late. ”

The crowd looked nervous, and several girls were even trembling slightly, but none of them withdrew.

Because quitting means leaving the Gini hut, it means losing the opportunity to learn magic for free, which is a consequence they can't afford.

But everyone knows the dangers of participating in magical experiments. Even though Gini Hut's magical experiments in the North End have a reputation for being mild and with low negative effects, that doesn't mean it's risk-free. Just last month, a male trickster burned out his brain from participating in a magic experiment, and was finally sent by his family to work as a contractor in the Rusty Water Alchemy Factory, which was an alchemy workshop run by goblins, and after entering, he was exchanged for the rest of his life for copper, and no one expected him to come out again, not even his family.

Colmar knows these things.

She knew it all along.

But she didn't stop it, and she doesn't intend to stop it. If she didn't change the tricksters' weak spell-casting ability, even if she saved a thousand body workers in the Rusty Water Alchemy Workshop, she wouldn't be able to save the thousandth and one.

As the saying goes, 'it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish'.

This kind of story only strengthens what she is doing now, and the path she has chosen.

Sinan was placed on a jujube red stool, and the shiny spoon was rubbed and lay quietly on the smooth copper plate, black copper oxide mixed with green patina, filling many small ravines on the copper plate. Those ravines are the formations and rune traces on Sinan.

Catherine spun the spoon vigorously, then flew back to the edge of the circle and sat down in an empty seat. She is also one of the tricksters and also needs to participate in this 'raffle'.

Different from ordinary Sinan, this Sinan is actually more appropriate to be called 'Siqi', because it is not an instrument for determining direction, but an alchemy tool for measuring luck. It will look for the wizard with the most 'luck' in a specific time period according to the user's request. This is one of the reasons why Colmar's experiment had low negative effects.

The pranksters sat together, clasped their hands, bowed their heads, and prayed softly:

"We are all mortal ......"

"Death from the moment you are born......"

"The Man Who Travels Far ......"

"Why don't you go earlier......?"

"Every moment of life is being looked down upon..."

"Only death, let us ...... equally"

"All the roads of the world have been trodden ......"

"Only the last pure snow remains, beckoning to us behind the swamp of death......"

"It's my turn......"

"It's my turn......"

"It's my turn......"

At first, the prayer voice was low and a little messy, but with the humming and rotating sound of Sinan's spoon handle, as the prayer people gradually emptied their distractions from their hearts, the voice of prayer became more and more neat and louder.

Until finally, the sound echoed through the empty hall, humming the doors and windows.

Colma stood on the periphery of the circle with a bowl of mixed potion in her hand, quietly watching the pious expressions of the young magicians. Compared to the increasingly strong sound, the original fluctuation of magic around her was becoming less and less, and the strong desire of her companions was like a tranquilizer, which completely calmed the witch's heart.

Finally.

The spinning spoon on Sinan's copper plate stopped.

Ding, a crisp sound came from the copper plate, and the originally loud prayer came to an abrupt end.

The tricksters can look up.

Some people bravely raised their heads and looked straight at Sinan; some people kept their eyes closed when they raised their heads, and their mouths were still whispering prayers; and some people didn't dare to raise their heads, still holding their arms, holding their hands into fists against their foreheads, just pricking up their ears to listen to the low exclamations of their companions next to them.

Catherine was, of course, one of the bravest of those tricksters.

She raised her head and opened her eyes, and then she saw Sinan's slender spoon handle facing her eyebrows.

The young female charmer stood up calmly, and with a slight tremor in her voice, announced:

"The seventy-ninth selection of experimental assistants has been completed. ”

"Elected, Catherine Stewart. ”

There was a low sound of inhalation around the circle, with shocked, uneasy, and relieved. The barstool sitting beneath the pranksters made an ominous creak, and everyone looked up at the female prankster who was standing.

She held her head high, revealing her snow-white neck, like a brave swan.