Chapter 613

Chapter 613: Distant Memories

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Magical women are all this middle school level? Lolan Hill thought to herself. Among the few magical women she knew, they seemed quite casual or playful, like Tides and Chris. Even Siye, who appeared more serious, had a mischievous feeling when they first met her.

She tried to analyze this behavior from a psychological perspective. It was probably because their strength and lifespan allowed their personalities to develop without restraint, making them seem more capricious and self-centered.

With this understanding, she could also comprehend the actions of those seniors.

Such capriciousness eventually evolved into an extreme pursuit and love for the things they liked.

Indeed, this is what a magical woman is, an existence unbound by common sense and extremely capricious.

As she thought this, Lolan Hill turned the thick diary and recited the words on the note.

[Starry sky and moon, crossing seven seas, witness of the world, starry phoenix roaming the heavens, observer of celestial orbits, the strongest mage in this world, then who would she be?]

[The answer is me, Dorothy·Yuan·Alranta!]

With this declaration, the diary flipped open, and countless colorful streams surged out from the pages, engulfing Lolan Hill.

And she felt a dizziness, as if the world had suddenly changed.

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“Are you tired? Do you want your sister to carry you?”

When Lolan Hill woke up again, she found herself leaning against a tree trunk in the forest, and in front of her, a beautiful young lady was looking down at her.

Her limbs and height seemed to have shrunk significantly; now she had to look up at this woman.

This young lady had a familiar face, and her transparent eyes were like amethyst gems, she was Coreys, the witch of the bramble poison.

At this moment, Coreys was looking at the resting girl with concern and amusement.

“Dorothy is really strong, always saying she doesn’t need help and wants to walk on her own.”

“You underestimate your sister. Didn’t I tell you before? I’m a famous witch. Flying you around isn’t troublesome at all,” Coreys waved her finger.

“My ability? Of course, it’s using poison.” Coreys casually spun her hand, and a black-red rose appeared in her hand, with terrifying purple thorns on its stem.

“Hang in there a bit longer. When we reach the lake ahead, we can go to Lagtis’s house. There are many delicious candies at the witch sister’s home, and they come in all sorts of varieties. You’ll definitely like it there,” Coreys patted Lolan Hill’s (Dorothy) head and held her hand to continue walking.

“Let me introduce you. This is Sister Lagtis.”

“Lagtis, Sister, nice to meet you.”

Lolan Hill instinctively said this, as if it was Dorothy’s response at that time. She looked at the眼前的拉格蒂丝，这位糖果魔女宛如童话城堡中的公主，穿着蓝白相间的裙子，头发也是粉蓝色渐变。

“Um, Dorothy is really obedient,” Coreys smiled.

“This child is named Dorothy, a survivor from the capital of the Crimson Empire. She might also be a magical woman, so we want to temporarily entrust her to you. Is that okay?”

At this moment, the equally petite Lolan Hill looked at this elegantly dressed young lady, a faint sense of inferiority and unease arose in her heart, as if she was influenced by Dorothy’s feelings back then.

“I know you’re worried about trouble, but Dorothy is very well-behaved and is a good child,” Coreys hugged Lolan Hill with both arms, showing some affection.

“No problem, I’ll take care of her,” Lagtis bent down, handed a large lollipop to Lolan Hill, and her eyes sparkled with genuine happiness and joy.

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The vision in front of her suddenly blurred, became silent, and then became clear again. The scenery in front of her changed once more.

The sky was particularly vast and clear, and the air carried a damp scent. The floor beneath her feet was slightly undulating. At this moment, Lolan Hill was on a large sailing ship.

“Are you still getting used to it, Dorothy? Are the seasickness symptoms better?”

A graceful woman came beside Dorothy and gazed together with her at the distant sea.

“The West Continent isn’t safe right now, so we need to live in the East Continent for a while.

During their brief exchange, Lolan Hill learned about her current location and time. It was during the journey after the fall of the Crimson Empire, when several witches led the surviving humans to seek refuge on the Eastern Continent. She looked back and saw that there were about twenty ships following them, all filled with passengers.

Standing beside her at that moment was Selene, the witch who remembered the purple moon.

“Where is Sister Trinasha?” she asked curiously about Trinasha’s whereabouts.

Selene was somewhat surprised by this question but answered nonetheless, “She is leading some people to evade the beastmen’s pursuit. Currently, she has a girl around your age with her. Her name was just given recently; it’s Hediys.”

“Perhaps you can get to know each other if we have the chance. As witches not much older than you, you will surely become good friends, like Corys and Lagtis,” Selene said.

Just as Lolan Hill was recalling this timeline, sudden cries erupted around them. She then looked up and saw a large group of warriors breaking through the waves in the distance.

These warriors wielded trident halberds, had black or brown hair, exceptionally smooth skin, and were riding killer whales, attacking fiercely.

Despite their simple and rough attire, as they approached, the waves surged violently, rising higher and higher until they even surpassed the height of the ships’ masts.

Figures dressed in red coats leaped swiftly from the rear ships, holding sharp, blood-filled swords, rushing directly towards these pursuers.

“Cursed be, it’s another pod of orcas!” many on board cursed, clearly having suffered numerous attacks and harassments from this group throughout their journey.

Selene next to her stroked Lolan Hill’s hair, noticing her confusion and explained, “The orca clan is a branch of the beastmen. They live in the sea and can briefly survive on land. Their skin allows them to breathe, and they experience less resistance while moving in water.”

“Although individually they are not particularly strong, what is truly terrifying is their numbers. These beastmen roam the seven seas, leaving traces almost everywhere.”

As Selene finished speaking, as if in response to a signal, more orcas arrived.

Most of these orcas, who broke through the waves, practiced the War Sequence. As their numbers spread across the ocean, the sea seemed to boil, with waves constantly rising and falling. The tridents they wielded in the currents pierced and shattered the ships, spreading red blood throughout the waters.

In the sky, Selene faced off against two Sequence 9 Shamans. Although she had the upper hand, she was currently engaged and could not break away to support the fleet below.

Waves continuously battered the sides of the ships, and surging seawater rushed onto the deck, adding a thick scent of blood to the usual dampness.

Lolan Hill held onto the railing with one hand and shielded her eyes from the surging waves with the other, struggling to keep her eyes open and observe her surroundings.

Warriors of the Crimson Empire, facing enemies outnumbering them, had to fight one-on-many, sacrificing themselves efficiently to preserve a few ships amidst the crisis.

Whoo—

In the midst of everyone’s despair, a long, deep conch horn sounded, and Lolan Hill saw a different school of fish surge from the seaside.

These fish had prominent and menacing bones, with dorsal fins resembling sawteeth. Ranging from 1 to 3 meters in length, they rapidly darted through the water, slicing through opponents’ flesh and turning the sea even more crimson.

Behind this group of saw-toothed fish, some half-human, half-fish beings emerged from the sea, seemingly directing and commanding these fish to support the fleet.

Seeing these merfolk suddenly appear, the two Shamans in the sky frowned.

Indeed. Shortly after, a woman with blue hair rose from the sea. With a gentle wave of her hand, she seemed to conduct music, raising high walls of waves on both sides of the fleet. Then, with a push of her wrist, the orcas in the entire sea were swept away as if caught in a sudden current, unable to catch up again.

“It’s Lady Fibi, the Sea Witch!” countless people exclaimed joyfully.

At this moment, the two Shamans in the sky retreated quickly. Selene also slowly descended onto the deck.

“It’s been a long time, Fibi.”

Lolan Hill also looked up,

Standing within the seashell, the woman with azure hair and dressed in a light blue dress.

Is this Phoebe? But she doesn’t seem to be a mermaid; she’s also human. No wonder she would help these remnants of the Crimson Empire.

” Dorothy, come over.” After exchanging a few words with Selene, she turned around and beckoned Dorothy to approach and greet her.

“Hello there, little one~” Phoebe squatted down in front of Lolan Hill, her eyes curious and lively.

Compared to Vimya’s serenity, Phoebe seems more lively? Lolan Hill thought to herself.

“I don’t have any good gifts to give you right now, so I’ll give you a blessing instead.” Phoebe plucked at the strings of her seven-stringed zither, her beautiful and ethereal voice echoing across the sea surface, before she finally reopened her eyes.

“From this moment on, even you will be able to breathe and move freely in the sea. The sea will become your playground and sanctuary.”

“Welcome to the deep sea, Dorothy.” Phoebe’s eyes shone brilliantly.

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Time seemed to rush by swiftly. When Lolan Hill woke up again, the scene around her had changed.

She seemed to have just woken up from a nap; the sun was still high in the sky, and she found herself in some quiet mountain forest during a peaceful afternoon. Birdcalls could be heard from afar. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, scattering onto the ground below.

“You’ve fallen asleep again, Little Yuanyu,” a voice came from the branches above as Lolan Hill stood up.

“Because I’m still growing, ” this seemed to be Dorothy’s reply at that time.

The figure above shook her head and then leaped down from the air, slowly landing in front of Lolan Hill. This young lady wore a magnificent dress with black base and purple edges, giving off an extremely noble aura.

“Let’s go, afternoon lessons are about to start. If we’re late, Mother will worry again,” the black-clad girl said and started walking forward.

Lolan Hill blinked her eyes curiously and in surprise. When did Dorothy get a ‘Mother’? There was no record of this in history. Even if she had family, they should have disappeared along with the collapse of the Crimson Empire.

But Lolan Hill didn’t ask too much at this moment. She simply followed the black-clad girl behind her, observing the surroundings.

It seemed to be somewhere in the mountains, where the sunlight was bright and peaceful, filled with harmony.

“Why is Little Yuanyu so quiet today?” After walking for a while, the girl ahead turned around, and a hairpin between her black hair swayed.

“Just woke up? You’ve been sleeping a lot lately. Hasn’t the awakening process ended yet?”

“In Western witch terms, such a long period of time is rare, isn’t it?”

“But we don’t have much time left.”

The black-clad girl seemed eager to get going, so she grabbed Lolan Hill’s wrist and—

Everything around them suddenly became blurry. In an instant, Lolan Hill found herself in a completely different place.

Was this spatial transfer or accelerated time? Before Lolan Hill could think further, she was astonished and amazed by what she saw.

In front of her was a vast open space in a valley, and in the middle of this space stood a lush and incredibly tall tree. Its branches, leaves, and flowers were all red, layering together to color the wide canopy beneath it with a faint red hue.

Underneath this great tree sat a woman of utmost beauty, dressed in a seven-colored feather robe, exuding unparalleled elegance. Her demeanor was serene, and there was a bright flame-like red dot between her eyebrows.

At this moment, she gently raised her arm, looking at a yellow bird perched on her sleeve, seemingly listening to something. Behind the fiery red giant tree, hundreds of birds of various colors, shapes, and species perched quietly, watching the woman below. Their expressions seemed to be in worship, or perhaps awaiting orders.

After a short while, the yellow bird on her wrist flew up, and the elegant woman lightly clapped her hands. Many birds then took flight, circling the great tree three times, calling out several times before flying off to a corner of the sky.

“The Yuhe and Little Yuanu are back,” she looked at the returning black-clad girl and Lolan Hill, a gentle smile appearing on her face, making the entire summer feel gentle and no longer hot.

And through their conversation, Lolan Hill gradually learned about this woman’s identity.

She was the ancient leader buried in the dust of history from the Eastern Continent, the witch of the Phoenix, Caihua.

(The End of Chapter)