Chapter 363: Nightmare Dolls and the Witch Who Swung Her Fists
Walking out of the station, there was a tall and deep forest outside. The top and surroundings of the entire station were covered with leaves, blending in with the surrounding environment. There was no other sound in the mountains except for the occasional voices of students and birdsong.
"Go along the road and you will reach the academy." Yimiti pointed to the stone road leading to the forest not far away.
"Thank you."
Then the three of them followed the crowd and walked into the forest.
Sitting in the train, the feeling was not very deep, but when walking on the road, the figures that Tilanmeier saw were basically dressed as witches, with gray-blue or brown-black cloaks and coats, some with witch hats, some with simple hoods, and occasionally there were owls standing on the shoulders of people.
The road in the forest is not long. It is only 200 meters away from the station, and you will arrive at the gate of the Three-phase Moon School. This is an arched oak gate with the name of the school written in ancient characters. On both sides of the gate are densely grown trees. These trees are straight and very close together, like an airtight wall, protecting the interior of the campus. There is a tall knight statue standing on each side of the gate.
The whole statue should be a special golem, faintly emitting some kind of magic fluctuations, guarding the gate, and occasionally there will be light scanning through the gaps in the knight's armor mask, screening and recording those unfamiliar faces.
When he came to the gate, Yimiti, like other students, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the metal copper balls on both sides of the gate. Then the space in front of the gate fluctuated like ripples, allowing students to enter.
As for Tilan and Meier, they certainly couldn't use this method to enter the door. The two of them walked into the wooden house not far from the gate and found a witch sitting inside drinking tea.
"What's the matter with you?" Seeing two girls who were not wearing the school uniform, the witch realized something.
"It's like this, we want to visit a senior in the academy, this is a letter of introduction." Tilan handed over the envelope. "
Is that so..." The witch put down the coffee cup, stood up, took the envelope, simply scanned the handwriting on the surface of the envelope and the key pattern in the corner, and then returned the envelope to Tilan.
"Come with me, I just heard yesterday that someone would come recently, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." She picked up a bunch of key cards, went to the room next to her, asked the two to stretch out their wrists, and engraved the information on the identity chip, and then handed two key chip cards representing visitors to the two.
"Take this and lean it against the copper ball at the gate. You can pass most buildings on campus within a week."
"Thank you." The two thanked, and then said goodbye and entered the gate.
Sure enough, after the card was brought close to the copper ball, the space in front of the gate rippled, and the two were included and integrated into it.
After a period of twisting and trance in the space, the two walked into the campus. Looking back at the school gate, they were already dozens of meters away. The gate was like a brand new world. The sky was particularly clear. Students walked between the ancient buildings in the campus. Occasionally, they could be seen transforming into some kind of animals, shuttling through the woods, agile and swift.
"Welcome to the Three-phase Moon Academy. We are dreamers who crave extraordinary powers like "fairy tale fantasy", sons of men who admire the legend of thirteen great witches, the spiritual other side of the "Original Heart" faction, and we do not seek the resonance of the collective mind, but the most spiritual self-individual."
Yimiti stood in front of the stone square behind the gate, bent down and lifted her skirt to welcome the two.
Every academy has its own motto and welcome speech, which is often the most essential introduction of the academy. After the slightly formal welcome speech, Yimiti took Mel and Tilan to the campus.
In front of us is a wide square of spliced stone slabs. There are various small houses around the square, which sell many things that students need, such as witch hat shops of various styles, prop shops for mysterious divination, ancient books and leisure bookstores, pet shops with owls, various cats, crows, snakes, ritual material and equipment shops, candy and dessert shops, etc.
These shops have a variety of decoration styles, which can be said to be very fantasy-like. Some of them are equipped with ancient mechanical dolls that can move, or silver metal statues of shop assistants, etc.
Walking in them is like coming to the distant early Third Age, making people fall into a fantasy world.
Yimiti introduced these shops one by one, talking about the usual activities with high enthusiasm, while Meier kept asking questions like a curious baby, looking at Yimiti with expectation and envy, which made the witch girl in front of him feel very satisfied.
Tilan also looked around curiously, looking at the surrounding environment and students.
Most of the students here are around Sequence 4, which can be said to be extremely outstanding among their peers. They are second only to the top six university campuses and should be ranked in the top ten in the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region.
Moreover, observing the extraordinary occupations and spells that these students practice, it can be said that they are very different from the mainstream, giving a different and special feeling.
All kinds of novel and fresh things along the way made Meier linger, but Tilan saw that it was almost noon and thought that it was time to find a place to eat. After a simple rest, he went to visit the school director of the Three-phase Moon in the afternoon.
"A place to eat?" Yimiti heard the girl mention it, thought for a while, and took the two people to a direction in the forest.
Soon, the three came under a "big tree". It was called a big tree. On the side of this big tree stood a wooden cylindrical restaurant that was flush with the tree, as if the wooden structure of the entire restaurant grew out of the tree, but it was particularly neat, like a man-made creation, with a neat and beautiful feeling.
The cylindrical wooden restaurant is divided into four floors, and the sides of each floor are empty, so you can see directly from the outside world, and then students also take off and land here.
"The pumpkin pie in the 'Big Tree Restaurant' is great, sweet and soft. Every time I finish eating, I always take a few back home as a midnight snack while reading at night." Yimiti recommended.
The three of them walked into the restaurant and swiped their cards at the wooden statue at the order counter. Soon, a wooden self-disciplined doll brought out the prepared plates and placed them on the table.
Carrying hot pies, pumpkin pies, sausages and hot vegetable drinks, the three of them found a place to sit down and began to enjoy lunch. From time to time, they could see students coming up and down from the observation deck on the side of the restaurant, and occasionally they could hear them discussing the latest news and interesting things.
"Have you heard that this time, the big sister Wei Ke of the 'ritual faction' is going to duel with the newcomer Elena of the 'change faction' in the gravel valley, and the two sides are arguing fiercely." Sitting at a table not far from the three of them, several third-grade students were discussing current affairs.
"What do the teachers say?" A girl picked up a croissant, spread her favorite maple syrup on it, and then ate it in small bites.
"The teachers don't care. They say as long as no one gets seriously injured, they can let them fight."
"Tsk, these old witches are so despicable~" another student complained.
"That's what they did back then. Now that they're old, they definitely won't deny their past selves."
"This academy doesn't cultivate obedient girls. Since we want to pursue individuality, we must carry it through to the end. If you get into trouble, you should fight on your own. Don't look for teachers when there is nothing wrong. If you feel bullied, go to the club to keep warm. The academy has always encouraged this."
"You are about to become a witch, but you are still crying. Which of the great witches in history didn't kill hundreds of thousands of people without blinking an eye? They couldn't even slap someone. Do you still expect others to help you?"
"Anyway, that's all the talk. I'm tired of hearing it." A girl commented lazily.
"Well, it's a bit outrageous, but it's true." The companion on the other side agreed.
"If it were in other academies, you would always have to abide by various rules and regulations and be a good kid. If you have any special hobbies or habits, you would have to consider other people's eyes and opinions. But the Three-Phase Moon is good. If you don't have any special habits or hobbies, others will find it strange."
"I still like it here. I used to be controlled by my parents at home. Coming to the academy is like coming to heaven. Every day when I stay up late and take a walk, I can encounter midnight barbecues and fights."
"Speaking of fighting, I recently learned a new spell that can suddenly summon an icy hand from behind the opponent to hold the neck. I used this trick when I fought with the bad guys in Class 3 the day before yesterday. The opponent was scared and the whole person was so panicked that he couldn't even recite the spell smoothly. In the end, I defeated him easily and breathed a sigh of relief."
"It sounds interesting. Teach me when you have time. By the way, didn't you and the opponent have a fight last weekend? How come we are facing each other again?"
"We play every week. Don't you know? We agreed that it will be every Saturday afternoon by the river. No one is allowed to call. You don't care about me at all. We agreed to be bad friends for life."
"Ahem, since you're already a bad friend, don't expect me to care about you. As long as you're alive, that's all that matters."
"Stop talking, and eat your meal in peace. Later I have to figure out how to get 'Little Purple Eggplant' from Class 2 to agree to help me optimize the 'Nightmare Doll'. If I don't do this well, it will always be damaged due to wear and tear and stuck gears."
"Are you still tinkering with that? You 'Mechanical Puppet Faction' are troublesome, only slightly better than the 'Ritual Faction'."
"Listen to my sister and don't do that. It's the interstellar age now. The Federation's high-level autonomous mechas are several levels higher than mechanical dolls, not to mention the 'God-like Machines' equipped with nervous systems. Even large starships are afraid of that kind of thing."
"I think it was the 'Mechanical Puppet Faction' that wasted too many resources, which led to the decline of the 'Witch Cult' back then. If the 'Ritual Faction' was supported, let alone the sense of mystery, luxury and style, even selling lucky charms would make a lot of money."
"Are you provoking me? If you really want to, let's go to the woods next to the restaurant and have a fight after dinner." The girl sitting at the table raised her eyebrows.
"Yes, it's a provocation. I also want to be the boss. Let's fight today. Let my fist as big as a sandbag smash your unrealistic fantasy."
As they talked, the two of them confronted each other. The other two people at the same table seemed to be used to it and continued to eat peacefully. After all, there is no more suitable way to communicate in this Three-phase Moon Academy than fighting. We are all witches and we all want to be the willful and powerful witch in the legend. Why should we give in to you?
Instead of beating around the bush and saying all kinds of twisted words to cover up the pretense, it is better to have a real fight and express your feelings with strength and straightforward words.
This kind of thing is definitely not something you can adapt to at first, but as you get older, you get more and more used to it. Moreover, this way of directly fighting when there is a problem greatly stimulates each other's desire to learn extraordinary knowledge, and does not accumulate any psychological friction. If you can beat them, you can fight them, and if you can't beat them, you can just admit defeat. In this way, the other party will not hold on to you,
which is very free and easy. A witch who has never fought in the Three-phase Moon Academy is definitely not a qualified student. The more she pursues the realization of her individual self, the more she must break free from the depressed and dull state of mind and realize the publicity and unrestrainedness of her personality. In this way, even if she is injured by a collision, it will be the best nourishment and the fastest way to recognize mistakes.
While eating pumpkin pie and pie, Tilan and the others listened to the students at the table next to them shouting and yelling. From the initial surprise, to the later surprise, and then to the final adaptation, they could only sigh that the school spirit of the Three-phase Moon is special.
"Do you want to go and see, Sister Danterian?" Mel also asked in a low voice at this time, and she seemed very curious about it.
"Go and watch if you want to. I'm also curious." Tilan blinked, wanting to know how the witches of Tri-phase Moon Academy fought.
In fact, it wasn't just them. Other students who were eating there also loved to watch the fun or were curious. After lunch, a group of people came to the grove not far from the restaurant, and soon a competition and battle was about to begin.
"Are you ready? The time is almost up."
After entering the venue, the two sides did not fight directly. One side jumped onto the five-meter-high large war puppet to debug its parts and main control system, while the other side used a tree branch to draw a magic circle on the ground. The technique can be said to be quite skilled. After drawing, they also took out bottles and jars, sprinkled various powders on them, and lit candles in five directions.
"The battle between the 'Puppet School' and the 'Ritual School' is so troublesome. If it were a witch from the 'Change School', she would have taken action several times by now." The audience commented.
"Haha, that's right. I remember the previous match. A fourth-grade witch instantly transformed into a black crow of the underworld at the beginning of the match and disappeared in the air. When she reappeared, she knocked out the opponent with one wing. The piercing special crow cry made the opponent's brain go insane and fainted on the ground without even saying a single spell."
"There are also those crushing matches, such as the fourth-grade 'transformation' witch against the second-year 'spell' witch. The opponent's mouth and nose were directly sealed, and they could not breathe or speak, so they had to admit defeat."
While several spectators were discussing, the two sides in the field gradually prepared. At this time, the two sides stood facing each other. Behind one side was a large metal war doll about five meters high. Its shape was like a large baby head, and then a spider-like chassis was installed underneath. Each hook edge was attached with a sharp blade, glowing with cold light.
Unlike the mechanical self-discipline units in the outside world, such mechanical war dolls were basically made and assembled by students themselves, but the parts were custom-made in the workshop in the academy.
On the other side, the witch of the "ritual school" also raised her palm, and the magic circle under her feet glowed white, and faint flashes of dust emerged, and then translucent white arms appeared one by one. These arms were like long snakes, between illusion and reality, protecting the witch in the center and completely obeying her command.
"The competition begins!" The temporary referee announced, and the two sides also took action in an instant.
The tall and heavy mechanical war puppet seemed to be heavy. The limbs under its feet shrank and suddenly bounced up. The whole body rose like a huge black shadow, and then pressed towards the witch on the opposite side. The blade with a cold light fell from the sky like a guillotine, and the hundreds of pale arms on the other side clenched their fists in an instant, like cannonballs, and swung into the air, with the sound of breaking through the air.
"Has the show begun?" As the two were fighting fiercely, three older witches walked out from the depths of the woods. They wore robes and hoods that concealed their figures and hid in the shadows. Through the two sides fighting, they looked at the gray-haired, black-eyed girl standing in the crowd.
(End of this chapter)
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