A super traveler in a peaceful world

Okay, now that we can't convince anyone, let's call it a draw and let me tell you a story. An Luo suggested with a kind smile: In order to add a little more experience, do you have Colored pens? Can I help you draw the main characters in the story I met?

Draw it? Okay! Just wait.

Irena, a bookworm who is passionate about stories, found colored pens and drawing paper from the study room. Then An Luo, with a mysterious smile, began to transform the originally light-hearted fairy tale. Into one supernatural horror story after another.

This relies on candles to maintain lighting in the already dark study room. The light of the candles also follows the rhythm of An Luo's story under the power of thought, and becomes brighter and darker as if being blown by the wind outside the window.

Irena, who was still arrogant, soon turned into a trembling pitiful look, but this is not the end yet...

An Luo turned his back and threw out the colorful pens. Then, in the blind spot of Irena's sight, An Luo used telekinesis to grind some of these pens into fine powder. Then, he was pressed by telekinesis on the sketching paper and completed in an instant. A painting.

Finally, An Luo casually clicked on the floor to set up a soundproof barrier to avoid attracting other people later. He described Sadako's story in a gloomy tone, and suddenly patted Irena's face during the climax. Shoulder.

W-what...

The poor girl was so frightened that she trembled and looked over subconsciously. Before she could finish asking the question, An Luo drew the ultra-high-precision telekinesis, which was extremely vivid and seemed to break free from the painting. The 3D three-dimensional painting version of Zhen. Zi's ​​portrait was suddenly handed to Irena.

The woman with disheveled hair and face covered with blood just appeared in front of Irena, as if she had already appeared in front of her.

——Ahhhhh!? The girl, who was already scared, ran away to the corner without screaming for a while, holding her head and trembling.

But An Luo did not stop talking and continued to vividly describe the story about Sadako. When Sadako was finished, Irena breathed a sigh of relief and ran forward to hit him with her small fist. An Luo just When asked if she wanted to listen to a story... As a curious bookworm, Irena hesitated and had to endure it.

But he added a new ghost story. Even in this heartwarming story, he suddenly added a ghost story when the topic changed, and it was also paired with a 3D painting that suddenly appeared in front of Irena. This second-floor The attic was filled with the screams of girls from time to time.

Just like that, a long time passed that made An Luo even a little surprised. Irena finally couldn't bear it anymore...

...I, I was wrong...I lost...It's okay to count me as the loser! Stop telling such horrible stories! Stop making such horrible paintings!!

Irena, who was both curious and frightened, wanted to hear his story but couldn't stand the torture of ghost stories. She could only stare at An Luo with tears in her eyes and give in unwillingly.

Very good~ Then rub your shoulders quickly.

An Luo threw away the brush and happily took a book from the bookcase. While flipping through it, he shook his head to signal her to act quickly.

...Damn it...Sooner or later, one day sooner or later...I will definitely return all this humiliation to you...

Irena murmured indifferently, but still wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, stood behind An Luo and rubbed his shoulders while enduring the humiliation.

An Luo, on the other hand, was flipping through books, calling Irena to bring him tea and water from time to time, and telling stories about a different continent as promised... To be precise, they are actually different worlds. s story.

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Originally, An Luo had no intention of staying at Irena's house for too long, and even agreed that it would only be one day, but...

After discovering that the food at Irena's house was great, and that there were a large number of magic books, and understanding that these books seemed not to be easily obtained, he changed his mind and prepared to rely on stories to convince Victorique and Irena to stay. Looking at him, he reluctantly agreed after repeatedly refusing.

but......

You have lost both your money and your luggage, so please stay here for a while. I can also recommend some jobs for you, or you can find a job yourself. Just treat this as a hotel. Yes, and... it also includes three meals a day, right?

Before An Luo proposed his plan to leave or launched it, but just watched Irena sitting on a broom and rising into the sky with a grimace on her face, Victorique took the first step to retain him.

Haah...we just met, right?

Is there some conspiracy? Money or sex? If you don’t have money, then it’s just sex, right?

..... Being suddenly retained with quite good conditions made An Luo instinctively wary. After all, he understands better than anyone else that free is the most expensive. Although it cannot be said to be universal, he always educates others in this way, so I couldn't help but start to judge others by myself.

But in fact, Victorique, who had no conspiracy, just looked at her daughter's getting smaller and smaller figure sitting on the broom with a gentle smile, and sighed: Because you are that child's first friend, and that child has been there for half a month. It's all gloomy, no matter what, as a mother, I would feel worried, but your appearance breaks this, so I hope you.

That's it...

That's it.

Although her daughter's teacher asked her not to teach magic and was dragging her daughter along like this, and she was the one who kept using it, she was her own daughter after all. She would naturally feel distressed for her daughter's mental state, but she just understood that sometimes it was not enough not to be cruel.

However, when the teacher suppresses the child's arrogance, it is also a good choice to go home and relax. After all, there is no contradiction between being suppressed by the teacher and relaxing when coming back. Although... she does not I don't know that my daughter endured higher humiliation than the teacher last night.

After all, rubbing the teacher's shoulders was considered normal, but the humiliation of rubbing An Luo's shoulders was even forced.

...Okay, then I will trouble you for a few more days, Miss Victoria. An Luo pretended to hesitate for a long time, but still nodded and agreed to the proposal after weighing the pros and cons.

Miss, you are really good at talking.

It’s not that I don’t know that this is a compliment, but just like most people who are different from good words, Victorique also smiled and seemed to be very helpful. He even said that if An Luo was interested in magic and had the talent for magic, he would The wizard was (ostensibly) willing to teach him magic.

An Luo naturally accepted this with pleasure. Anyway, he had no purpose in coming here. He was just here to think about problems and meditate. It happened that for him, studying was the best way to meditate.

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Five days passed in the blink of an eye. During the nights of these five days, An Luo always told endless stories at night, and Irena gradually practiced magic while listening to the stories, and she could do it without anyone's supervision. Next, he couldn't bear to practice magic alone until late at night, which made him a little surprised that this girl did not agree with the diligence and consciousness of ordinary children.

And in the evening of the fifth day...

You really like books. You are exactly the same as our Irena in this aspect. No wonder you became her friend. You don't forget to read even when you come in to drink.

Irena's father, Paul, was on the sofa. While pouring wine for An Luo, he couldn't help but sigh at the way An Luo kept his hands on the book.

Because the book itself is the crystallization of the wisdom of countless people. Come and I will drink to you as you wish.

After looking away from the book for a moment, An Luo looked at Paul and raised the wine glass in his hand, clinked the glasses from afar and took a sip.

The man on the other side subconsciously drank it all in one gulp, and frowned as he couldn't bear to drink the wine like this. However, he noticed that An Luo hadn't finished the wine, so he wanted to say that he hadn't finished it, but he realized that An Luo was talking about him. He wanted to drink a toast at will, but he didn’t wait to complain about this unreasonable statement...

I'm back......

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a decadent-looking girl dragged her tired body.

Oh~ Irena, you are back. How was your study today?

The moment he saw his daughter, the old father put on a smile, but Irena waved her hands tiredly: Same as before...

How pitiful. An Luo flipped through a page of the book and said casually without raising his head: But I came back really early today. I came back before dinner.

Irena, who mostly waited to take care of the teacher until after dinner, and occasionally needed to do some cleaning before coming back very late, just walked in from the entrance, but when she saw An Luo drinking with her father, her face suddenly changed. Collapsed again.

Although An Luo has only been here a few days, he has established a good relationship with Victorique in just these few days. Now, even relying on his understanding of wine, he can drink with no one to accompany him. Paul and Paul got along very well with each other under the influence of wine, as if they were old friends, which made Irena speechless.

But looking at these two people who were having snacks and drinking wine before dinner time, they still couldn't hold back and said: ...What are you doing in the broad daylight? By the way, An Luo, you are not a traveler? No. Do you want to go to work? I don’t want to go to work. Is it really okay to drink in broad daylight?”

I have a job, but I'm off work now. And compared to my affairs, if that doesn't work, why don't you just find a witch in another country who doesn't know you? The neighboring countries aren't that far away anyway. People here go to study in other countries. It’s not uncommon, right? Even if the neighboring country is not good, then change the country. Anyway, there are many countries, so there is no need to hang on a tree.”

Ah... that's right! Even if it doesn't work here, we can change to another country! Is An Luo a genius? Irena, who originally wanted to condemn An Luo, was overwhelmed by An Luo's suggestion. He nodded vigorously as if he were just waking up.

Get rid of the and the .

An Luo is a genius!

Well, that's right, I allow you to praise me more!

An Luo is so amazing, so great, so great.

...Forget it, just get here today.

Because of An Luo's extravagance, Irena suddenly turned into clapping and reading expressionlessly, which made An Luo's interest dissipate and left her with a feeling of ridicule.

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Countries in this world are generally small, so changing to another country is not a troublesome matter, it is probably like changing to a city.

Although even a witch is limited by the speed of the vehicle (broom), and it takes more time to stop and rest, this is not a big problem, especially for a wealthy family like theirs.

Mom! Let's travel abroad together!

Irena, who thought of the solution, immediately regained her energy when dealing with An Luo and ran to the kitchen in high spirits, making Victoria look very troubled for a moment: Ah~ This... is a bit difficult. Bar?

Why?

That dad still has a job...

I'll just go with my mother. Irena replied instantly without thinking, making Paul almost burst into tears: How, how can this be done? Don't leave dad behind!

Then I'll go alone? Mom can take care of dad at home. Anyway, I'm fourteen years old, and I'm still a trainee witch! Irena simply prepared to go alone, but Victorique shook her head. Denied: Didn't we agree that you can't go outside until you become a witch?

But how can I become a witch if I don't go outside??

Of course I will learn from that teacher Fran and get her approval.

But she didn't teach me at all! There's no way I could become a witch with her!

I'm sure Teacher Fran will teach you one day.

When will that be? I have asked countless times! But every time the teacher makes excuses to get over it! Mom must also know about this, why do you still think Teacher Fran has hope?!

Is this...a test?

She is trying to embarrass me on purpose! The result is basically the same! She likes to embarrass me just like the witch in this country!

How is that possible? You must have misunderstood, right? You have to trust your teacher, Irena.

Does it mean...that mom doesn't want me to become a witch? Doesn't she want me to travel?

Even though Victorique tried to persuade her with gentle words, Irena couldn't help but have this suspicion after repeatedly speaking for Teacher Fran, but Victorique immediately shook her head in denial: No. , didn’t I promise you? I’ll let you travel when you become a witch.”

Then what's going on? Why don't you let me go to another country?

You are still too young, and you are only a trainee witch.

Others, even ordinary people, can't travel. An Luo is just a fortune teller who knows swordsmanship! And he started traveling at the age of twelve!

His situation is quite unique.

My situation is also special!

So you have to wait until you become a witch...

——So I can't become a witch unless I leave here!

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An Luo's casual suggestion caused the mother and daughter to quarrel.

Originally, Fran was her only hope because she had no choice, so she could endure it. But now that she has a new choice, she can no longer endure it.

And there is no way to reasonably explain why she is not allowed to study in another country, or Victorique's explanation cannot satisfy Irena. Even such an explanation is equivalent to deliberately making things difficult for her in Irena's eyes, deliberately giving her An endless loop.

——Mom, you're a liar! I don't trust mom anymore!!

At the end of the argument, Irena rushed out of the door and closed the door hard with her backhand. Victorique, who was on the ground, hesitated but gave up her plan to catch up.

Ah this... An Luo looked at the ending that would happen after a mother-daughter quarrel is quite common in this TV series and there is no way to reasonably resolve it. As he watched Irena leave, he also thought about why this happened. Case.

In other words, by observing the expressions of Victorique who was arguing with his daughter and Paul who stopped eating, he could see that there was obviously a mystery here, and he seemed to have accidentally ruined their plan.

...This is actually all arranged by you, right? There is no accident... It should be that you bribed the witch and deliberately prevented Irena from learning magic? But why did you do this?

As an outsider who was watching, he didn't feel that this kind of thing needed to be kept secret from himself, so An Luo simply stated his suspicions.

...You are very observant. Victorique showed a troubled expression, but still sighed, and after telling him not to tell Irena the truth, she told him what they did. reasons.

It's very simple. They are just worried that Irena is too complacent and too proud. If she continues to be so proud and doesn't know the taste of failure but thinks she is strong, one day she will go astray and something irreparable will happen. Condition.

So they wanted to give her some color as soon as possible, so when Irena encountered obstacles at home, they spent a lot of money to invite witches from abroad to educate her.

It always feels like...it's a pretty classic way of education.

Victorique's words made An Luo couldn't help but shake his head, but after asking in advance when the teacher could teach Irena, he put down the book and walked toward the door, saying without looking back: I'll go Look at Irena, even though nothing could happen to her as a trainee witch in this peaceful country, after all, it was me who caused the trouble, so let me solve it.

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Although Irena flew a little far away, but because she had been set as a hunting target the moment she went out, An Luo easily found her and squatted on the hillside, holding her knees with her hands. A girl curled up on the ground.

This already petite girl now looks much smaller than before.

How should I put it...

An Luo was worried about his opening remarks, and walked slowly to sit next to Irena, but Irena wiped the tears on her face, looked up at him for a moment, then immediately moved a little to the side, and buried her head again. I went to see him and yelled in a crying voice: Go away! I don't want to see you!

No, don't use words like yours casually. Your mother and I are not in the same group. I am your companion.

No! I don't have a companion! You are clearly my mother's companion!

This is a big misunderstanding. How can you think of me as your mother's side without any basis? Aren't we friends? So... I will definitely stand by you unconditionally. Just try to believe it. Can I take a moment?

Liar... you are all liars! Enough is enough, I hate everyone the most! Irena hugged her knees tightly and let out angry and helpless sobs.

Betrayed by her most trusted mother, all kinds of emotions caused by being ostracized, avoided, and not recognized because she was young, are constantly filling her mind and erasing her mind from breaking through the barriers of rationality. Her rationality.

Irena bit her lip to stop crying, but she could not control the sadness in her heart, so the overflowing tears could not be controlled and refused to stop.

At this moment, the girl was like a homeless child. An Luo couldn't help but reach out and touch her head. He wanted to comfort her first, but he was forcefully pushed away.