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It was getting late and time for class. Mo Lan grabbed her satchel and left the dormitory. The moment she stepped out, she spotted the first-year young witches lingering near her room, along with some second-year seniors who had heard the news about the Energy Storage Card. Senior Lilith was among them. Facing their expectant gazes, Mo Lan shook her head apologetically. "I managed to make it, but it can only achieve roughly the same effect as a Magic Gold Coin. The cost is exorbitant—it can't be used as…-
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Vasida followed Mo Lan to the backyard in utter confusion, and watched as she climbed up the water tower, opened the lid, and plunged her wand into the opening. The sound of rushing water was "deafening." All traces of sleepiness vanished from Vasida in an instant. Her eyes went wide: "W-water?!" She slapped a hand over her mouth, not daring to make another sound that might disturb Mo Lan. But that didn't stop her from screaming internally. A wand, water—the Spring Water spell! Mo Lan had learned the…
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In the farmlands, two figures crouching low and tiptoeing about with suspicious stealth stood out like sore thumbs. A little sprite who had been directing large butterflies to transport crops caught sight of them, casually smoothed out her little skirt, then fluttered her wings and vanished into thin air. "Huh? Where did the sprite go?" Sylph looked up to check their bearings, her voice full of surprise and uncertainty. Mo Lan raised her head too. "The big butterflies are still here, but the sprite seems…
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Chapter 16 - The Sprite in the Farmlands The next day, Mo Lan was woken by the sound of bells. Starting from six o'clock, the bells rang every hour. At first, the extremely drowsy Mo Lan managed to force herself to ignore the sound, but when the bells struck nine times, she finally couldn't hold back any longer and opened her eyes. She was completely and thoroughly awake now. She rubbed her dry, stinging eyes, shook her exhausted head, and went downstairs to wash up. The water she'd carried back yesterday…
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Chapter 4 - The Chapter of Talents The sensation of teleportation was anything but pleasant. Mo Lan felt like a fragile sheet of paper being crumpled and squeezed. Her body seemed to twist into a ball, tumbling around inside a "wastepaper basket" before being spat out like garbage, landing in something soft. The next moment, a cool, soothing sensation spread through her entire body, smoothing away the discomfort from the teleportation. Mo Lan stared up at the bright crystal chandelier on the ceiling and…
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After the blood on her arm was wiped clean, the large needle hole on Senior Lilith's arm was still visible, but it had stopped bleeding. "Lilith!" The senior was clearly displeased. "Afternoon tea!" "Fine, Senior Tracey, for the sake of afternoon tea!" Lilith surrendered. The next moment, the ghastly needle hole on her arm simply closed and healed over, leaving not a single trace. Mo Lan even suspected that the reason such a large needle hole had been left in the first place was because Senior Lilith had…
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Mo Lan held the letter and waved excitedly at her mother. "It's here!" Shana looked at her daughter's seemingly empty hand, which appeared to be holding something invisible. "Keep it safe. The enrollment letter carries the Sorceress's magic—only the young witch herself can see it!" This was the first Mo Lan had heard of this. So the letter even had an anti-peeking function! Shana hurriedly asked about the date of this year's enrollment ceremony. Once her daughter started school, she could venture beyond…
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After the seemingly never ending war, devastation stretched as far as the eye could see. The planet wept, life wailed, and civilization crumbled. Mo Lan collapsed before the grave of her last companion. In the depths of space, that azure planet which had once given birth to so many miracles had become deathly still. The planet itself was speaking to her. "Civilization has lost its way. This catastrophe—even the world itself could not escape it. I'm truly sorry I couldn't let you grow up peacefully on a…
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The little witches hurried along, writing for an entire class period. Not only did they finish today's summary essay—which the Headmistress checked and approved—they even made some progress on the 《History of Witches》 paper due tomorrow. By the time the midday bell rang, the morning's gloom over unfinished essays had completely lifted. After class, Mo Lan took the Reading Room pass that Lady Amisha had issued her and headed to the Second-Year Reading Room. Mo Lan wanted to organize the Earth…
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Chapter 62 - Culinary Magic Class The Dormitory was much closer to the Planting District, and the path was easy to walk, so the young witches set out half an hour early. Continuing the tradition from their descent down the mountain at noon, every young witch carried her Grimoire in her left hand and a sheet of parchment in her right. This was their first Magic class, and the young witches were all buzzing with excitement. "We're finally going to learn Magic! My Wand can barely contain itself!" "Whoosh~…
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