In the bright courtyard, Coris and Lorraine Hill got to know these witches in history. Some of them were innocent, some were charming, some were cold, some were kind, and they had different personalities. But in general, everyone had a good relationship with each other.
We get along quite well, and we usually won't refuse if we ask each other for help with anything.
"Lagdis, this is for you." Selene held a pink heart-shaped gem and handed it over.
"Thank you, Sister Selene." Even though it was a fantasy in his memory, Lorraine Hill still thanked her sincerely.
"Are you happy, Ragdis? This is what you have been asking for for a long time." Corris said from the side.
"Happy." Although he didn't know why he was happy, Lorraine Hill still followed Coris and answered.
"Oh, you must have forgotten this." Looking at Lorraine Hill's lack of emotional ups and downs, Corris immediately guessed what was going on.
"Hmm..." I really don't know this. After all, I am not Lagdis, Lorraine Hill thought to herself.
"You kid, you probably forgot to sleep again." Selene touched Lorraine Hill's head lovingly, and then said.
"This is something I recently developed, which can leave memories in special gems and allow the scenes and pictures inside to be reproduced."
Isn't this a heritage gem? The girl thought to herself.
"I haven't decided on a name yet, how about you two pick one." Selene said with a smile.
"Let's call it the Memory Gem. Sister Selene is the witch who remembers the Purple Moon." Corris raised her finger and said.
"Where's Lagerdis?" Selene did not respond directly. Instead, she turned around and asked Lagerdis. She did not want to neglect this junior.
"How about calling it a heritage gem? This way, a lot of knowledge can be passed on." Lorraine Hill said tentatively, and she was just in time to determine whether there were any heritage gems in this era.
"It's a really good name. I thought you would name it Diary Gem. After all, you just wanted to use it as a diary so that you didn't have to worry about writing it yourself." Selene squeezed Lorraine Hill happily.
's face.
"Then let's take this name."
"Have you asked Sister Trinasha?" Lorraine Hill suddenly asked.
"No, what's wrong?" Selene was a little curious, after all, this was not an important matter.
"Nothing." Lorraine Hill shook his head.
"I guess she still remembers Trinasha helping her name it, haha~" Corris covered her mouth and laughed.
"When Sister Trinasha chooses a name, she always likes to add the syllable 'Si' at the end, because she thinks it makes a girl cute."
"When we were brought back by Trinasha, we were all named by her. We didn't think anything of it at first. Later, Ragdis asked Trinasha about the origin of her name, and she became a little depressed."
"Because I am special, I don't want to be like others." Lorraine Hill instinctively said this sentence, which seemed to be the answer engraved in the memory of the original owner.
"Okay, okay, hahaha, Ragdis is so cute." Several witches beside her also joked, and the courtyard was filled with laughter again.
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Lorraine Hill woke up from her sleep, and the witches' party seemed like just yesterday, the scene was cheerful and lively.
Is she back? She just had this thought, but soon realized that something was wrong. She was still the same as Lagerdis.
The girl sitting in front of the dressing table is still so cute. Her light pink hair is tied into two spiral twintails, which are longer than before. The ends of her hair gradually turn blue. Her body is still blue and white.
Alternate skirt, but the stockings on the feet turned into pure white.
How to change back? Lorraine Hill was a little troubled.
She walked around the small room and found no clues, so she had to go down the stairs, open the door and take a look outside.
The world still looks sweet and peaceful, with the breeze blowing, candies growing in the sugar soil, and paths paved with colorful hard candies winding toward the distant pool.
There was no one else in the world except her. Just when she was thinking about whether to jump into the pool, the pool first glowed slightly, and then two figures, one large and one small, walked out of it.
She is familiar with the older one, who is Coris, and the younger one is a blond girl about 8-9 years old.
"Are you greeting me, Lagdis, it's really rare." Corris smiled as before, but this time her smile made Lorraine Hill feel vaguely tired.
"What's wrong, Chris?" she asked with concern.
"...Nothing." Coris shook her head, and then pulled the little girl beside her.
"Let's get to know each other, this is Sister Lagdis." She said to the little girl.
"Lagdis, sister, okay." The little girl was a little shy and timid, and said intermittently.
"Well, Dorothy is so good." Coris smiled.
"This child's name is Dorothy. She is a survivor of the Royal Capital of the True Red Empire. She may also be a witch, so I want to keep her with you temporarily. Do you think it's okay?"
Wait, is this girl Dorothy? Lorraine Hill didn't react for a moment.
"I know you are afraid of trouble, but Dorothy is very obedient and a good child." Chris hugged the child with both hands and said with some affection.
"No problem, I will take care of her." Lorraine Hill replied.
"That's good." After saying that, the three of them slowly returned to the cabin. First, they let Dorothy take a bath in the light green melon bathtub, and then arranged for her to rest on the bed. Soon the girl fell asleep.
Already.
"It seems that she is really tired. She has been worried and scared these days."
Standing in front of the bed, Coris whispered to Lorraine Hill, and then the two slowly retreated to an open space outside the house, where there were white tables and chairs.
Chris picked up the white chocolate teapot, poured out the orange fruity liquid, and gave each of them a cup. Then they sat at the table and started talking.
...
"The True Red Empire is no more. Master Atatis was killed by the orcs' saints and shamans." There was a trace of pathos in Coris's words, and then she told about this respected witch of fertility.
She always liked to sit under the vine trellis with green leaves and red berries, handing the fruits to the children to eat.
[The sweat of farming will bear fruits]
[The bunches of wheat in the hand are proof of the friendship between man and the earth]
[Even if no one agrees...but I still see it]
[To me, everyone will blossom and bear fruit]
[Precious children, there is not much I can do]
[But I will stay with you. Because, I want to praise your efforts]
Atatis often said such words. She was the elder of many witches and the one whom everyone admired sincerely. However, such a loving witch no longer exists in the world.
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"Lagdis, don't worry about me." Corris straightened her voice and continued.
"Your ability is not suitable for fighting, so just stay here, so that when everyone is desperate in the future, they can have a place to take shelter."
...
"Selene is contacting her fellow witches who have been separated. Trinasha is taking Hades with her and is currently evading the enemy's pursuit."
....
"Perhaps we trust our friendship with the elves too much. Those elves ignored Master Atatis's contribution to taking care of and saving the World Tree, and instead became jealous of our prosperity. Not only did we have no support, but during the fall of the imperial capital,
, I suspect they are also secretly involved."
"Otherwise, those great witch seniors wouldn't have died so simply on the battlefield."
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"Okay, that's it for today. It's time for me to go." Chris picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp, then stood up.
"I still have to help the remaining tribesmen in the empire get out of trouble. It is said that they will retreat to several islands in the endless sea. There is a mermaid tribe led by Lady Phoebe in the sea. They should be able to help us, so there is no need to worry too much."
"Then that's it, see you next time, Ragdis, remember to prepare toffee for me~"
"It will contain the sweetest poison." She waved her hand and disappeared at the end of the path.
For some reason, Lorraine Hill felt his heart tightening and sad.