The mage's hunt did not defeat the witch, but instead allowed the witch to gain inspiration from the mage's magical knowledge. Alchemical magic was developed by witches after seeing the magic items made by wizards through alchemy. From then on, witches also began to arm themselves with magic items made by alchemical magic. The emergence of alchemical magic also brought new changes to the wand. The wand is no longer just a novice wooden stick wand that assists witches in stably casting spells, but has taken on more and more enhanced forms. For example, a melee wand with a spiked blade, an amplifying wand inlaid with magic gems, etc. The wand has gone from being just for novices to becoming a magical item that can accompany witches throughout their lives. But no matter how you change it, all wands start with a stick. After reading "Wands and Wands", Moran was still unsatisfied. Immersed in the historical stories in the book, my heart could not be calm for a long time.
The birth of the wand was accidental, and its development was tortuous, but it was a beautiful flower that bloomed in a bad environment. It was a turning point for witches to begin to control their abilities. One witch after another contributed to the development of the wand. They never monopolized knowledge and exploited the weak's upward path to ensure their own status, like the church and later mages and other extraordinary beings. Every witch will share their research results with others when they meet the same kind. This is the reason why witches' ability to survive continues to increase. Moran was sincerely grateful and proud to be in the witch community. "Dang! Dang! Dang..." The castle bell rang six times. Moran looked out the window in shock: "Is it six o'clock?" Only then did she realize that her eyes were a little sore. "It's broken, it's broken!" Moran quickly looked at the magic column of his character card. [Magic: 989/989 Mana] The magic is really overflowing! When she stopped making cards last night, she still had 356 mana magic powers left. Early this morning, a new day's card income arrived, totaling 613 Mana. Based on the magic power before midnight last night, 89 mana should be restored naturally in six hours from early this morning to now. This adds up to 1058 mana magic powers! A full 69 Mana's worth of magic power that can be restored naturally was lost! Moran was heartbroken.
She quickly charged 207 Mana Magic Power into the Purple Gem in the Book of Cards, leaving an empty space. The 18 hours of natural recovery magic left today cannot be wasted. I'll check it out tonight. I may have extra mana to charge into the Book of Cards tomorrow! Even if it can't be used to cast spells, it can still be used to create cards! The loss was so great that when Moran went out in the morning, he was listless. Of course, there are also some lingering effects from reading all night last night. "Molan, what's wrong with you?" Vashida asked worriedly. Moran's dark circles rivaled those of her zombies, and his expression was even more desolate than the zombies. He was no longer as energetic as before. "Alas!" Moran sighed depressingly: "Forget it. I forgot to read the book last night and did not charge the magic power into the book of cards in advance. I wasted a full 69 mana's magic power!" This is really worse than killing her. "If you think about it, the magic power can be restored! And your cards are so popular, this magic power can be earned back quickly." Vasida comforted her: "Think of the happy things, maybe we will learn how to make wands today! Soon we will be able to learn magic!" "Today we must learn how to make wands." Moran said as he walked: "The most common wands are just branches and sticks infected by magic." Sylph, who had just come out of the yard to join them, asked curiously: "Molan, how do you know?" "It's in the book "The Magic Wand"." Speaking of this book, Moran became more energetic: "I'm telling you, this book is super well written! You must read it too!" "You didn't sleep all night last night because you were reading this book?" Vasida said. "Well! I didn't want to stay up late at first, but I just forgot the time when I looked at it. If I hadn't suddenly heard the castle bell, I thought it hadn't been long! Otherwise, I wouldn't have forgotten to transfer the magic power in advance." Thinking of the magic power of 69 Mana, Moran felt heartbroken again. "What is this book about? What makes you so engrossed in reading it? Is it about wand making?" Sylph asked. "This book! It's a popular science historical story book about magic wands..." Moran couldn't help but talk. Today, the first-grade little witches made an appointment to go to the castle garden to cut branches together. They started from the dormitory area together. Along the way, the little witches gathered around Moran and listened to her telling the story in "The Magic Wand". From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, Moran talked passionately all the way, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he was still very enthusiastic: "What I told is just a summary, missing a lot of details. You must read this book, you will never be disappointed. The senior witches are so touching. But it’s best not to watch it at night. If you’re not careful, you might end up staying up late like me. " The little witches have already been intrigued by her story about the development history of the "Witch's Stick".
They all said that after adding a few blank pages to the Witch's Book, they would copy the book. Amway was successful, and Moran was in a good mood: "Let's go! Let's find the staff!" "Since the wand is obtained by infecting fresh branches, do we not need to prepare so many branches of different thicknesses and lengths? Just pick one that is convenient?" asked Vasida. "That's right!" said Moran. "Yesterday I asked several seniors about the function of fresh branches, and they all said the same thing as the dean and were unwilling to tell us. Now, we know it without them!" said Aisi. "I guess the seniors must have fallen into the trap dug by the dean, bringing unsuitable branches or sticks to class, making unsuitable wands, and then having to go back to the furnace to make them again!" said Moran. She suspected that the wand making was put on Friday because there was still a weekend for the little witch to make a new suitable wand. "Hahaha! Let's all choose the right branches. The dean and the seniors will definitely look very good at that time!" "Shh! A senior is coming!" ... The little witches kept their common secret and sneaked towards the castle garden. The garden was very quiet in the morning, and there were no little witches, which was convenient for them to move. The garden was not big, but there were many varieties of plants. The first-grade witches walked around, picked a tree they liked, broke off a branch, roughly trimmed it, waved it in their hands for a while, and stopped when they felt it was comfortable. Moran chose a green sandalwood branch, which smelled of a light sandalwood scent. It was about the length of her forearm and the right weight, so she liked it very much.