"Tell me, what's the matter with you today? You're not the kind of kid who wastes time."
The Mouse Immortal did not continue to reminisce about the past. His slender fingers tapped the hardwood armrests of the black Taishi chair. His rhythm was neither urgent nor slow, and his tone of voice was as calm as before.
Kolma only hesitated for a few seconds, then took out the note and asked: "Is this what you meant?"
The Rat Immortal raised his eyebrows slightly, but without any movement, he saw the note flying from the witch's hand, landing lightly in front of it, and unfolding in the air.
He read the message above carefully.
After a while.
"Child, you know me." The Mouse Fairy returned the note to the witch, and the beard at the corner of his mouth twitched: "If I have this intention, I will let the child in the red vest explain this to you face to face.
"
Kolma was relieved and let out a long breath.
"I'm very sad." The Rat Immortal immediately added: "Because of your doubts."
A sweet smile immediately appeared on the witch's face: "Actually, this note is just an excuse to give me a reason to visit you."
"Hmm?!" The Rat Immortal tilted his head and looked sideways at Kolma, making a thin and suspicious sound from his nasal cavity.
"I also brought you a gift." The witch quickly took out a bunch of thin silk scarves from her pocket, took them out one by one, and muttered: "This red one is a gift for this year's New Year, and this blue one is
The one from last Christmas, and this yellow one from last year’s Mid-Autumn Festival..."
The witch counted them one by one, and there were thirty or forty of them, bundled together, colorful and really beautiful.
Of course, being beautiful alone won't impress an old mouse - it's hard to tell whether it still likes such flashy things at its age.
In contrast, the Rat Immortal cares more about the thoughts contained in these thin silk scarves.
With his profound magical ability, he could easily identify that the scarves the witch took out were not bargains bought on a whim at Green's grocery store on the pedestrian street, but made by himself stitch by stitch. What moved him even more,
These scarves are embroidered with time, reason, blessings and other contents, so that people can tell at a glance which scarf is the gift at which time.
"I always give you these fancy things, but they are of no use at all." The Mouse Immortal complained in a somewhat insincere tone.
"No?" Korma's expression changed: "Rat, you have changed. You were not like this before."
This title seems a bit trivial. It was a common name that Korma used when she was a little girl and made friends with a mouse in the forest a long time ago. Ever since the witch grew up, the Mouse Fairy has not heard such a name for a long time.
Called the law.
He looked down and around uneasily.
Fortunately, fortunately, the mice wearing red vests around him were all very well-behaved. They looked at their noses and whiskers, and their beards twitched, but none of them laughed.
"Ahem!" The Mouse Fairy coughed dryly, and with a slight hook of his toes, the bunch of colorful scarves in the witch's hand flew out with a whoosh, fell into the pocket of the Mouse Fairy's robe, and disappeared without a trace.
The corners of the witch's mouth curled up in satisfaction.
The beard at the corner of the Mouse Immortal's mouth trembled, and he abruptly changed the topic: "I just read the note... Do you plan to complete that idea this year? This is not an easy task... nor is it a smart choice.
"
Mentioning this matter, the tenderness on Kolma's face disappeared, and her expression became a bit colder:
"If this is really an easy thing, the Wizards' Union will not allow the northern area of Beta Town to become the territory of the magicians. If everyone learns what the smart people do, then the 'concave area' of Beta Town will forever be
Sunk down."
As if aware of the girl's dissatisfaction, the Rat Immortal quickly denied: "No, no, no, I'm not stopping you from doing this... I just think you can arrange your time more reasonably."
At this point, it hesitated for a few seconds and added vaguely: "The school will not be peaceful this year... there will be a lot of trouble. Maybe this is not a good opportunity to initiate changes."
"There is never any suitable opportunity, there is only the difference between doing it and not doing it." the witch said seriously.
The Rat Immortal finally stopped trying to dissuade him and tapped his toes lightly on the hardwood handrail.
"That's fine, that's fine." It nodded slightly: "Blessing lies where misfortune lies, and misfortune lies where blessing lies. Under the rolling waves, it may be able to help cover up the small ripples you stirred up."
"Where do you plan to set up the magic circle? Are all the materials ready? Where are the personnel arrangements?" Mouse Immortal asked several questions in succession.
The confidence in Kolma's eyes finally retreated a little.
She remembered the conversation she had had with the gypsy witch not long ago.
"The materials and personnel are all ready." Korma paused before replying honestly: "That's where the formation will be set up. Originally we planned to be in the school and chose a very secret place... But
Because after receiving this note, I felt that something had been exposed. So everyone was wondering whether to do this in a secret realm or a small world."
"Oh?" The Rat Immortal raised his arm, pinched his beard, and narrowed his eyes: "It is not easy to find a secret place on Phuket Island that has not been marked by the school... In other words, it is almost.
It's an impossible thing. As far as I know, the small world around this island has been searched hundreds of times by the school, and it is swept away with surveillance magic whenever possible."
"It's difficult to get something under their noses...let alone such a sensitive time as this."
Hearing the answer from the Mouse Fairy, the witch was rarely depressed for a moment.
Admittedly, when she mentioned her plan to the Gypsy Witch, she did have concerns in this regard. But because of her lack of experience, she still naively believed that as long as she searched carefully, she would always be able to find some places that met her requirements.
Since the Rat Immortal thought the possibility was very low, then for her, the possibility of achieving this was almost zero.
But the Mouse Immortal's next words made her overjoyed, and she felt like a village had become brighter than ever before.
"Almost impossible does not mean there is no hope at all." The Mouse Immortal twirled his beard, squinted his eyes, and fell into the depths of the dark and silent forest. His voice became more distant: "I have always thought that you are very lucky...
Whether you met me when you were lost in the woods when you were a child, or whether you were born in the North District and became the vice president of the student union of First University. Your luck has always been very good."
Kolma resisted the urge to argue - she felt that the 'luck' mentioned by the Rat Fairy was more the result of her hard work. For example, when she was lost as a child, she cried and walked in the woods for almost a whole day! You know, that
She was still a little girl less than six years old at that time! As for the vice president of the student union, it was the result of her hard work in studying, socializing and other efforts.
This chapter has been completed!