"That's how great this pigeon is!" exclaimed Amy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Goo!"

"Is there one?" said Lightning, dissatisfied, "She's just taking advantage of her age, and when I become an adult, I'll definitely be able to evolve super powerful new abilities!"

"That'...... Can you tell me what Miss Maisie's new abilities are?"

"It's a flying monster, and although it looks fierce and flies to cover the sky, it's not cute at all. ”

"Woo-" Maisie's head drooped.

"A giant beast that can fly...... I'd love to see it. ”

"Me too. ”

The witches were gossiping around the two of them, except for Number Seventy-Six, who was anxious - all of these fools were laymen, and they couldn't even ask the key points. Who cares if a high-level witch is cute or powerful, shouldn't the focus be on the relationship between ability evolution and magical power, and how to become a high-level witch? For the first time, she felt that it was so difficult to maintain a smile, and the corners of her mouth were about to twitch.

Seeing that the subject was getting more and more biased, she had no choice but to speak herself, "But Miss Maisie now looks no different from a normal pigeon...... How can I tell that her abilities have evolved?"

There may be a slight chance that this question will increase the chances of her identity being revealed, but Seventy-Six doesn't care so much.

There was still a hint of luck in her heart, maybe they could tell the difference between Awakening Day and Adult Solidification, but it was still possible to regard some branching abilities as high-level awakenings - after all, in some lucky people, branching abilities may have multiple branches.

"Judging by the magic," Wendy replied, "if the magic of ordinary witches is like a cyclone or mist, it will condense into a new form after evolution, for example, Maisie's magic is now a white wing, which is very different from the vague fog before. ”

The magic condenses and reconstructs, exactly the same as the definition of the Federation.

The last suspicion was shattered, and if the other party was not lying, then Maisie was indeed a high-ranking witch.

Although Seventy-Six does not have the means to directly observe magic, Wendy has clearly developed a comprehensive understanding of evolution since she can speak so eloquently.

"I see," she suppressed her agitated thoughts, revealing a look of sudden realization, "your abilities ...... Is that the case?"

"I don't have the magic to gather," Wendy replied, "I still have a lot to learn from Anna." ”

So a "primordial witch" became the administrator of the entire alliance, and also mingled with the high-ranking promotions? Seeing the intimate and understandable expression of the pigeon, Seventy-Six suddenly had a feeling that she had indeed slept for too long, and that the world was very different from the Tachira she was familiar with.

The Witch of Wolfheart did not feel the complicated emotions in her heart at all, except for Anne, the three of them teased each other with Maisie, and the laughter spread all the way.

Just as he was climbing along the mountain path, Seventy-Six deliberately fell behind.

She put her finger on the multicolored magic stone ring to the side of her eye socket, pretending to rub her eyes, but in fact squinted at Lightning and Maisie through the crystal clear magic stone.

Since both of them were in the stage of exerting their abilities, two eye-catching orange lights suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

The pillar of light above Lightning's head was close to that of Anne and the others, about a finger thick, while Maisie's was thicker, almost the same as her arm, which was also in line with the more complex theory of the High Witch's key.

It's just that it's much smaller than the pillar of light from the infiltrator last night, not to mention the gable-like giant pillar of light in the castle area.

They are not the chosen ones.

Seventy-six, with mixed feelings, wrote down the names of the two.

......

Upon entering the North Slope Mine, the noise grew louder and louder, and the witches were surprised to see that the area around the mine was still boiling - the sporadic falling snowflakes and cold wind did not let them rest their work, and they could be seen busy everywhere along the way.

And unlike what had been expected, they were dressed in no way as ragged prisoners, but in thick leather coats with different colors of cloth on their heads, as if to distinguish the content of their work in this way. Approaching the entrance of the mine, the ground was covered with iron bars of equal width, and four-wheeled carts passed through the iron bars, and there were no people pushing and pulling, nor horses or donkeys in front of or behind.

Brightly colored banners hung along the tracks, embroidered with huge slogans - "Labor is the most glorious", "Win the future with your hands", and "Ten years of labor, one hundred years of housing, and so on...... Crimson banners, white snow and pitch-black railroad tracks are the three main primary colors in the mine.

"When His Majesty Roland was not yet the lord of the border town, the ore produced here each quarter could only be exchanged for hundreds of gold dragons, and in the winter, it could not be produced in order to cope with the demon moon, and the local people's salaries were difficult to support themselves. Wendy stopped, turned around and said slowly, "Your Majesty came to the West, rescued a witch named Anna, and opened a new door for witches and ordinary people to cooperate with each other. ”

"See those black steel machines? They were made by Anna, and they can be used by anyone to tow minecarts instead of manpower, remove stagnant water, and operate them without the need for magic drives. Thanks to these devices, the production of the mine has increased more than tenfold, and people can not only be paid to fill their stomachs, but also to buy new clothes or shelter. It was this visible benefit that made the townspeople gradually accept the existence of witches. ”

"The question you asked earlier, what exactly is the job of a witch, and that's the answer - to create a better life. Wendy stroked the red hair on her forehead, her tone full of pride, "If you are willing to join the League of Witches and fight together to build this city and this homeland, your name will be remembered by the people in the future." ”

It can be seen that even Anne, who has always been calm, was moved, and her hands holding the wheelchair were gently opened and closed, revealing the emotions in her heart. Others were a little stupid after hearing about "the witch's home...... For these refugees, there is nothing more heartwarming than a warm place to live.

Only Seventy-Six is full of doubts, and the key to Wendy's change is not the witches, but the black machines. How did a local civilian, who was at the bottom of the ranks even among mortals, know how to make them? Awakening only brought about an increase in ability and physical fitness, but it did not give her knowledge that she had never seen.

What happened in the meantime?

And the other party's next sentence made Seventy-Six's heart skip a beat.

"Now that we're on the North Slopes, let's stop by to meet Miss Anna," Wendy chuckled softly, "not only is she the busiest witch in the Alliance, but she's also the only genius who has evolved twice. ”