Lord of Wolf Island

Chapter 5

Mu Wanqing rested her chin in anguish, thinking that with her strength, she couldn't move a big man who probably weighed twice as much as she did, and even if she used a drag, she still had more than enough strength to do so, and her slender arms had only ever moved flower pots.

But was it okay to leave him lying on the carpet? Although the floor wasn't too cold, in his condition, if he lay there for too long, he would catch a cold, which could lead to pneumonia.

"I'm sorry! Look at me, and I forgot I could use magic!" Just be careful, and don't let anyone find out!

Raising her hand, Mu Wanqing excitedly recited the incantation she knew so well, putting her past painful experience behind her and cheerfully applauding her great cleverness; she couldn't wait to give full play to her skills as a witch.

But people are forgetful creatures, and the lessons she had learned many times still needed to make her realize that failing witches stems from the magic of the whole foot, and her repeated efforts only highlighted her lack of ability.

Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound came from the violet flower. The kiln-fired porcelain vase broke in response to the sound, full of fragments distributed in the corner of the carpet. The vase was broken. "Oh my god! How did I fail again?" She held her head in frustration.

Mu Wanqing was good at memorizing; as long as she saw something, she could firmly remember it in her head, but her biggest drawback was that she could not digest it instead of placing too much. The phenomenon of Zhang Guanzhi was endless, and often, simple magic that came into her mouth just had a way of becoming complicated.

So it wasn't that she couldn't do it; it was that she couldn't find the right one, and even if she had memorized all the spells by heart, it was still better to misuse them than to not know a single one, or at least not to make it worse.

"By the way, I brought magic books!" The "Golden Witch Bookstore" owner gave her the "Magic Booklet," a must-have for primary school students.

Saying it out loud, she wasn't afraid of making people laugh; the booklet in her hand was an introductory book for beginner magic students; it was most suitable for students who were new to magic; it was easy to learn and remember, and there weren't too many words and phrases.

However, to Mu Wanqing, it was too shallow, detrimental to her wizard family's honor, and simply an insult.

However, nothing could be done about it; they told her that her love for magic was far less than her beloved flowers and plants, and the consequence of not concentrating enough was that she couldn't learn anything well and wasted her time. "Here it is!" Turning to the catalog page, Mu Wanqing, following the simple magic classification catalog to find a suitable magic, suddenly felt happy, quickly flipped to the page's content, and decently recited the incantation.

Sure enough, Keres moved!

"Careful, little Wanqing, you're using the wrong spell; that's levitation, not drift." Damn it, when is she going to get smart?

In a flash of light, the hole in the wall suddenly emerged from a handsome man with a white complexion, long silver-white hair draped over his shoulders, his changing eyes were amber, and he elegantly made a gesture of "back" before the sleeping man who was floating upwards slowly descended and lay flat on the bed.

"What's the difference between floating and drifting? It's not all about floating?" Puzzled, Mu Wanqing pointed to the line of annotations on the Magic Booklet, wondering where she had gone wrong.

"Levitation is using the flow of air currents to send objects upwards, and can only go up but not down, whereas shifting can move from side to side, up and down." Sigh! Sigh. "You haven't improved at all. You almost sent someone to the ceiling."

If he hadn't arrived in time, this living human would have floated to nowhere, and the little witch couldn't have saved her if she hadn't wanted to.

"Oh! I see; I understand, thank you... eh! Boss, why are you here?" He appeared out of nowhere without a sound.

The Golden Witch, who wanted to shout to the heavens, had no choice but to caress her soft black hair. "I'm here to make a delivery."

"Delivery?" Mu Wanqing's thoughts still lingered on the words "float" and "move."

"You spoke to me for two hours last night in the 'Hopping Language,' saying what kinds of flowers and tools you wanted to order, so you didn't forget all about it, did you?" He hadn't traveled thousands of miles to see her in a daze.

"The Harmonious Speech1 is similar to a telephone in that it is magically attached and can transform messages into spiritual waves, transmitting them to all dimensions without blockage so that the other party can understand their thoughts.

They do not need to use the telephone and other equipment directly in the brain to communicate, and magic seniors can also see the image of the other party, know what they are doing, and what kind of clothes they wear; low-level people can only hear the voice.

Wood Wanqing then suddenly realized and opened her blue eyes wide. "Ah! Your efficiency is high-speed; it was delivered in less than a day's work."

Initially, she thought it would take less than four or five days and would be 'flown' humanly rather than the boss going out in person. "How could we dare to delay the delivery of your order? To provide the best quality of service to satisfy our customers, the shop arrives as soon as it is delivered!" With a wink, Jin Wu made a teasing gentleman's salute.

"Boss, your thoughtfulness makes me feel weird. Did Auntie Mace come into the shop to eat your tofu again?" She couldn't say anything about her own old man.

When the "Golden Witch Bookstore" owner heard this, his face immediately twisted a bit, and he smiled less than comfortably. "You're overthinking it. Every customer who comes to my shop is a guest of honor, and I naturally welcome them with open arms."