Chapter 602 – Thirty Candies

The moment Mo Lan picked up those eight Gem Coin Cards, she activated her psychic illusion.

The psychic illusion was aimed at Luwen, but the crystal glass window simultaneously displayed the illusory scene she had fabricated.

In the eyes of Luwen and the people outside the window, Mo Lan picked up the cards, looked through them one by one, then placed them back on the table.

In reality, after taking the cards, she leaned forward and pressed her fingers against his forehead, seizing control of his mind. Within seconds, she mobilized her psychic power at full force, copied every last one of his memories into her own mind, then sat back down.

The illusion and reality merged back into one. She pushed the Gem Coin Cards on the table back toward him.

“I’m sorry, each person can only exchange a maximum of thirty Candy Coins per day.”

Mo Lan certainly wasn’t going to let Luwen buy a huge pile of candy all at once. If a proxy buyer could satisfy the Angel behind him, when would an Angel ever come find her in person?

Though she hadn’t had time to sift through his memories yet, the images that had flashed by during the copying process were enough to confirm that behind Luwen’s Light-Shadow Sprite, there was indeed an Angel.

Luwen had no idea that in those brief moments, every memory from his birth to the present had been copied. He was still unhappy about being limited to thirty Candy Coins. “Thirty? That’s way too few!”

Thirty Candy Coins could only buy thirty candies. Each candy was so tiny—thirty wouldn’t even be enough to fill the gaps between Miliel’s teeth!

“I’m sorry, I’m the only confectioner in this little shop. Production capacity is limited, and we have far too many customers coming in. Besides, eating too many candies isn’t good for your health.” Mo Lan’s words were apologetic, but her attitude was firm.

If Luwen hadn’t remembered that he was supposed to be a Hermit and couldn’t lose his composure in front of outsiders, he would have slammed the table and demanded to know if she was out of her mind, turning away business like this.

Seeing that Mo Lan had absolutely no intention of changing her mind, he could only grit his teeth and say, “Fine, I’ll come back tomorrow then.”

Luwen’s gaze swept across the transparent candy jars in the confectionery area. Then he grabbed thirty Candy Coins and hurried out of the candy exchange counter.

The moment he stepped out, light elements drifted gracefully down onto his shoulder, and a voice resonated in his heart:

“Luwen, these candies are really, truly delicious—a thousand times better than candies made from honeyglow fruit! Eating them feels like being back when I was a carefree little Angel. Even my feathers have become prettier! I saved one for you too—open your mouth!”

Listening to her happy voice, Luwen couldn’t help but tug at the corners of his mouth, wanting to smile. But looking at the Candy Coins in his hand, the smile wouldn’t come. He said in his heart:

“No, you keep them all for yourself. Each person can only exchange thirty Candy Coins per day—thirty candies.”

“Huh? Why so few?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to collect more magic candies!”

Luwen pulled out the Gem Coin Cards he hadn’t been able to spend. “I’m willing to pay double price for Candy Coins. Anyone interested can come find me!”

Seeing the lukewarm response from the Hermits in the shop, he went around asking them one by one. “Willing to sell your Candy Coins? If double isn’t enough, triple is fine too…”

Unfortunately, the Hermits were more curious than tempted by his offer.

Though they had no interest in the candies themselves, they were very interested in the magical effect that came with the candies—making them appear more sanctified.

Each candy’s magical effect only lasted a few hours. Thirty candies weren’t even enough to maintain their sanctified appearance for a full twenty-four hours! Gem Coin Cards that couldn’t be exchanged for more magic candies held no meaning for them.

They wanted more magic candies for themselves!

Luwen hit walls everywhere, failing to purchase a single Candy Coin. Mo Lan had anticipated this outcome. She was deliberately forcing the Angel who wanted the candies to walk out of the Gate of Heaven in person and come find her.

Luwen left the candy shop in disappointment.

“Luwen, don’t be sad. These candies work really well. Even if there are only thirty a day, they can keep me happy for much longer.”

Luwen knew she was comforting him. “If there ever comes a day when no amount of candy can preserve your emotions, I’ll bathe in your holy light and become your faithful believer—a part of your power. That way, I can stay by your side forever…”

“Deal! If only I weren’t an Angel—if I were just a Light-Shadow Sprite, that would be wonderful.”

New customers walked into the Candy Coin exchange counter, but that didn’t stop the Witches from asking Mo Lan questions in Witch language.

“Just that brief moment was enough?” Garona asked.

Mo Lan nodded. “I’ve made a complete copy of his memories.”

A human’s several decades of memories only took that long to copy.

“Human Psychic Magic is incredible! It’s one thing that Luwen didn’t notice while he was inside it, but even I couldn’t detect it at all—when did the illusion begin, and when did it end?” Melinda said.

“I’m different though! I knew it started the moment she picked up the Gem Coin Cards,” Bella said.

Under the surprised gazes of the other Witches, Bella pointed at the crystal glass window. “I only realized the illusion had started because I caught the phantom image that flickered across the crystal glass window.”

Mo Lan was unfazed by this. “Psychic power is indeed more covert than other forms of magical energy. Those with lower psychic power levels have great difficulty detecting fluctuations from higher-level psychic power. This also makes Psychic Magic very hard to detect.”

This was precisely why she dared to use Psychic Magic for these things.

Even mages who specialized in psychic power would find it hard to match her total reserves of psychic power.

“Is Luwen really in love with an Angel?” Agnes asked curiously.

Mo Lan shook her head. “I haven’t had time to go through his memories in detail yet. But it does seem to be true that there’s an Angel behind his Light-Shadow Sprite.”

Customers kept streaming in to exchange Candy Coins, and Mo Lan stayed busy all the way until five in the afternoon. When the candy shop reached closing time, the “Closed” sign was hung at the Candy Coin exchange counter, and no more customers were admitted.

By this point, the Hermits who wanted to buy candy had basically all gotten their candies and tasted them. Most of them, after eating their candy, were content to linger a while longer in this shop that felt like “paradise.”

After the shop’s loudspeaker broadcast the closing reminder, the lingering Hermits gradually filed out one after another.

Once the last customer walked out, the candy shop’s doors slowly swung shut.

Only then did Mo Lan come out to restock the candy machines, sweep the shop along the way, and tidy up the chairs that had been displaced in the lounge area.

Today’s candy sales had been excellent. Virtually every customer who visited had used up their full quota of thirty candies.

Once the Witches realized she could handle the candy shop’s booming business on her own, they left to attend to their own affairs—simply waiting for her to finish sorting through Luwen’s memories so they could gossip about whatever was behind him in the group chat.