While the mage was thinking about the meaning of the ring on his hand, a breeze blew through the corner of his coat. How can there be wind in this darkness? Cheese raised his head, and he was surprised to find that the darkness ahead was no longer the same, and a forest appeared not far away from the grey robed master. The leaves of those trees, after the cheese noticed it, began to sway in the wind, making a "whoosh" sound. Somehow, the faint smell of the sea in the wind and the species of these trees made the mage feel a little familiar, but for a moment, he could not remember that he had seen these things there.


    But even so, cheese knew very well that he would only have a chance to find klandi in the woods. He temporarily suppressed the doubts about the ring and stepped into the woods. The light, I don''t know where it came from, but it really dispelled the monotonous color in the spiritual world. After entering the forest, the mage''s body had color again. It was no longer a combination of vague outlines, which made him feel a little relieved. The woods in front of me are not dense, and the cheese crosses the grass just to the ankle, and pushes aside the shrubs in front of me, and the scenery is suddenly clear.


    At that moment, the mage finally remembered why he was familiar with this place. Because this forest, and the little open space that now appears in the forest, and the remains of the open space covered with plants, indicate where this is. To witch''s contract, as like as two peas, he agreed to engage with orchid, and the woods at his feet were exactly the same as the two people engaged in the marriage. The forest, which witnessed the covenant between the Witch and the wizard, came from the hometown of the old witch Gelin, and was enchanted by the powerful witch into a room of the Cang lion witch''s house. But if you have to say that, the forest is still subtly different from what the mage remembers. The bramble vines sprouting out of the grass are spreading like blood vessels. It seems that they are aware of outsiders. These vines suddenly stand up from the ground, like some kind of boa constrictor, holding up their heads and pointing to the Mage at the edge of the forest.


    "It turns out that this is what your heart looks like." Faced with the threat of thorns, cheese did not feel afraid. He ignored the vines and walked into the open space at will. The vines didn''t hurt the mage. They even backed away in front of the cheese maker, giving way to a road leading to the ruins in the middle of the open space. At the end of the road, clandy sat on a rock covered with moss. Her long golden hair was decorated with some red flowers. She was wearing a new green dress that had never been seen in cheese. The skirt was decorated with thorny lines, which added some mysterious beauty besides highlighting the lines under the clothes. At this time, klandi looked like a fairy in the forest, but the fairy was actually quite dangerous. While noticing the beauty of each other, the mage also noticed that the foot of the witch''s long skirt had disappeared. Instead, it was the vines protruding from the bottom of her legs. These vines went deep into the land under her feet and seemed to be connected with the surrounding thorns.


    The witch did not respond to the wizard''s words. She lowered her head and looked at the grass under her feet, as if something interesting was attracting her. The smile just raised on the grey robed mage''s face disappeared after he saw the state of Galanti. He adjusted his robe to make sure that it could cover his body. He didn''t want the witch to see something that she shouldn''t have seen to aggravate his rampage. Cheese walked across the grass, a few steps to his nominal fiancee. He looked down at the top of her head and wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn''t know how to open his mouth and comfort others, which was never his specialty.


    Fortunately, the silence between them did not last long, and Corinthian''s body did not move. She continued to lower her head and whispered, "do you know how my name came from?" Cheese was stunned for a moment. He didn''t expect that the other party would take the initiative and ask such a strange question. There seems to be no peculiar meaning in the name, klandi, and even if there is, I am afraid it is not within the scope of knowledge that the mage will master. So cheese decided to answer the question in another way, "I guess, Ms. Amelia?"


    "Poof!" Although the mage didn''t mean to interrupt, his answer made clandy laugh. But the witch''s laughter died away, and soon she said in a soft voice, "you know I didn''t ask that, but to say my name is not from my mother, but from my grandmother."


    The cheese relaxed a little when he saw that he could still communicate with each other normally. He turned and sat down beside her. At this angle, he could see her side face. "To be honest, I don''t know much about nominals, so tell me why Ms. green gave you the name." The witch showed a smile, which made the mage almost stunned. At this time, klandi and cheese were totally different in reality. The difference was not in the appearance, but in the feeling. If the real witch feels like a rose blooming in the brambles, then klandi''s smile reminds cheese of the clear stream when the ice melts.


    "Even if you are really proficient in numerology, I doubt if it really exists, but even so, you will not know the source of my name. Because the name is just a folk tale from grandmother''s hometown The blonde witch pauses for a moment, and cheese notices that the flowers in her hair are not adorned, but come directly from the hair of clandy. "This story tells the story of two peasant brothers and sisters running away from home because they can''t stand the abuse of their stepmother, and my name is from the sister''s name.""It sounds like the story must be about how two brothers and sisters help each other out of trouble?"


    "It''s not so," said Corinthian, shaking her head. Several flowers fell off her head, but then new flowers opened. "The two children in the story fled into the forest and were soon lost after being eaten by crows of bread crumbs as road signs. In the forest, they met the witch who lived in the candy house. The witch accepted them in a false and friendly way, but actually just wanted to eat them


    Here, the girl said nervously, "don''t get me wrong. It''s just the witch in the story. We won''t really eat people."


    Cheese laughed. "Of course I know that people who live in the sun always misunderstand us. It''s normal. So, what happened to the two brothers and sisters? Were they eaten? Or did you escape? "


    "It depends on how you like the ending." At this point, klandi turned her head for the first time and looked at the mage with her eyes that she did not know when she had turned green. "In the second half of the story, there were different opinions. Some said that they killed the witch in the candy house and ran away. Others said that they failed to escape and were eaten by the witch. But it doesn''t matter. It''s just a folktale. "


    "What''s important? Why did Ms. green give you the name of clandy


    The witch''s voice became lighter. If it wasn''t for the fact that there was no voice except for two people here, cheese would not have heard her, "the lost. My grandmother named me collenti because I was just like the lost brother and sister in the story. I was born here with no one to talk to except my grandmother and mother. Mother is always reading or thinking, and grandmother, I seldom understand what she says. Although they have built fortresses in this city, they are still afraid that the witches'' group will hear the news. Before I was ten years old, I didn''t even know what the world outside was like


    "The mother made her choice, she betrayed the sorceress. Grandmother also made her choice. She helped her daughter and abandoned the home she had founded. They all have the freedom of choice, only I, I was born in this house, reading the textbooks that have been prepared for a long time, learning how to control myself. I don''t have the right to choose, I can only bear the fate arranged Oh, I don''t hate my mother and grandmother. I''m just, I''m just confused. For my own life, for the whole world, I have no idea what position I should stand in, what I should believe in and what to fight against. My grandmother was a great prophet. She gave me this name. I think she saw that one day I would be in this situation. Funny to say, after I was engaged to you, I thought I could not be confused. I had allies and enemies, and then I just needed to fight. But looking at the lightning dead in front of me, I found that what I recognized clearly was so vague. I still don''t know anything. " With that, clandy''s head fell again, and all the flowers on her head fell to her clothes, or to the rocks and grass nearby.


    Cheese, silence. The learned caster was silent after hearing the bewilderment of the witch. He looked at the women around him, and at the view around him, rose from the stone ruins and went back to corantine. "I''m sorry, because I can''t answer your question. Fate, mission, why we are born and why we die. Even my teacher may not give us an accurate answer. But if you don''t mind, I can tell you what I think


    The witch raised her head, and her green eyes were full of doubts. She waited quietly for what the mage was going to say.


    At first, my life was just like you. It was not easy to wear a grey robe. Almost endless study and trial took up most of my life. And I, too, regard the exploration of the unknown as the meaning of my own existence, just like my classmates. But when I came to the Kingdom, I changed my mind. I mean, although I still think knowledge is the first thing, what I see and hear makes me no longer indifferent to my surroundings. To be honest, I''ll fight the plague at first, just because it''s part of my trial. But I''ve seen too many things here. I''ve seen people who were killed by the early plague, and those who were infected by the plague and were about to become rat people. There was something in their eyes that prevented me from leaving when I was told that the trial was over. "


    "If the curse crow heard that, he would laugh at me. What are we qualified to be the saviors of others? What''s more, the opponent is the broker who even fears the devil? Every time, every time I go to sleep, I''m worried that I won''t be able to save those who still have hope. Perhaps the answers to these questions are not as complicated as we think, and not all decisions need to be as accurate as the layout of the array, are they? I do what I want to do, do what I think is right, and gamble my life on it. I think that''s the same with lightning. That guy can''t watch you killed by ghouls just because he''s going to die. "


    After listening to this, she did not respond for a long time


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