When Dorothy disappeared at the end of the road, Loran Hill fell into sleep again and then woke up.
Still on the familiar ceiling and bed, the girl sat up slowly and touched the ends of her hair, which gradually changed from silver to a light transparent color.
She got up from the bed and stayed in the room for a while, but no one came to see her this time. Then Loran Hill went downstairs and came to the outside of the candy house. She walked around in this small world and still did not find any special changes or differences.
After thinking for a while, she seemed to have some enlightenment and returned to the second floor of the candy house. She came to the dressing table in the bedroom. A girl with silver hair and small ponytails appeared in the mirror. The girl's expression was calm and quiet, and there was no colorful eye shadow in the corners of her eyes and cheeks as usual. She looked a little plain and peaceful.
Luo Lanxier tried to blink, and the girl in the mirror blinked as well, but then smiled, as if she was laughing at Luo Lanxier's action. The girl in the mirror didn't say anything, but took out a diary from the drawer and began to write in it. She wrote very seriously, which was very different from the lively and cute image she had in mind.
[Since Dorothy left, I haven't stepped out of my own world for a long time. Today I woke up from a dream again, recalling the time I spent with Coris, Selene and Sister Trinasha in the dream. It seemed that everything was just yesterday, just passed. That familiar voice often rings in my ears.
But now I am alone.
Sister Selene has gone far away. I haven't seen her in hundreds of years. I guess she's forgotten me long ago. But I still can't forget Sister Selene. She always took such good care of me. Coris, Trinasha, Dorothy, and all those familiar people are gone one by one.
You said you would stay with me, but none of you kept your promise. I will write all these things down in my diary and hate you for the rest of my life for your inconsistency.
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I hid the golden apple that Lord Atatis gave me. Ever since the World Tree was burned, the elves have been frantically looking for methods and seeds to cultivate a new World Tree, but I just won't tell them, haha.
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The life span of a witch is really troublesome. Actually, life is not that interesting.
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A bit boring
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It's interesting that those frogs actually like to eat candy.
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You eat so much candy from me but you don’t grow up. You are such a lazy frog.
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I want to find someone to improve this guy.
It's a pity that Edwina is gone too.
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I erected a beautiful stone tablet at that location with Coris's name on it.
Although her body is not here, I buried her favorite things here. If she comes back one day, she will definitely come here.
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How can I make a plant that grows candy? Even if I'm gone, I can still grow delicious candy. That way, when Coris comes back, she won't have to worry about not having enough candy to eat. She always complains that my candy isn't varied enough.
I really envy Sister Trinasha, who can always conjure up all kinds of beautiful butterflies.
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It seems like everything that can be done has been done.
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That’s all. After eating this apple, Lagertis is going to sleep.
Third Age, May 942.
(I'm sorry, Kris, I should have eaten the apple with you.)
The diary ended here. Loran Hill slowly closed the thick diary and stroked the delicate cover. There were still sweet and lovely handwriting on it, but Loran Hill knew that the owner of this diary had left this world.
She stood up and found that she had returned to her normal state. It was still the candy house. Looking out the window, she could see the poison dart frogs by the pond.
Loran Hill walked down the stairs, left the candy house, and returned to the pool. The golden poison dart frog saw her return, hopped over, rolled its tongue, and placed a candy cane in front of her.
Looking at the wet saliva on the candy, Loran Hill decided not to accept the gift. As expected, she was not used to sticky things.
The poison dart frog croaked a few times in confusion, as if wondering why she didn't eat such delicious food.
Loran Hill had no choice but to shake his head, indicating that he wanted to go out. After hearing this, the crowned poison dart frog jumped to the edge of the pool again, called the remaining three little poison dart frogs, jumped into the pool, and disappeared.
Loran Hill then jumped into the pool again. After a moment of trance, she returned to where she came in. It seemed that only about an hour had passed. The sun was still in the sky and had not set yet.
Loranhill thanked the golden poison dart frog, took out an amber fruit from his ring and handed it to it. The golden poison dart frog naturally swallowed it in one gulp with great joy.
After putting on clean shoes, Loran Hill stood up and flew. According to the scene she saw in her diary, she flew towards a direction deep in the forest. It was an ordinary and common hill.
The evening breeze blew gently, and she walked in the mountains covered with fallen leaves and thorns, pushing aside the thick bushes, sweeping away the accumulated soil and dead branches, and a tilted stone tablet emerged from the soil.
There were no complicated patterns or inscriptions on it, only two simple names, 'Coris and Lagetis'.
Finally, as the layers of obstacles were removed, a small box appeared beneath the stone tablet. She carefully picked up the delicate black box and, following a certain pattern, injected magic into it. Then, with a slight click, the lid popped open, revealing a golden apple dyed purple.
The golden apple, once a symbol of life and abundance, was now tainted with a strange and potent poison. A sweet, alluring fragrance wafted from it. A small chip appeared on the side of the apple, as if someone had taken a bite. But the apple hadn't rotted, retaining the freshness and sweetness of memory.
As expected of a great witch from ancient times, even after thousands of years, Loran Hill could still sense the strange magic remaining in the apple. Concepts and powers such as life, growth, and health remained stable.
But this golden apple is very special. Not only did Lagetis mix Corris's poison into it, but before she died, she also put all her life's magic power into it, forming an effect similar to a sugar wax seal. The magic of the three witches blended with each other, and their powers intertwined, making it an extremely special individual.
[Poisonous Golden Apple] (Legendary Epic): The powers of the Witch of Abundant Fruit, the Witch of Poisonous Thorns, and the Witch of Sweet Candy intertwine. This three witches possess a captivating, yet sweetest poison. (Possessing a conceptually alluring poison, it can shatter both tangible and intangible existences.)
Although the red-branched arrow poison tree was still not found, Loran Hill unexpectedly obtained a more special potion raw material.
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